My Depression Saved My Life

Apathy stopped me going down the road of addiction.

Image by Ryan McGuire from Pixabay

For most of my life, I lived in poverty. Growing up, it was just the reality of working class America. But it was a comfortable, happy poverty. We had everything we needed, and I mostly had a good childhood. Sure, the lining of the roof of the car was slowly coming off, but mom still used it to take me to Girl Scouts. I didn’t…