[WARNING #2: PERSONAL BORING SHIT]
During my vacation back east I was diving too deep into the bottle and wound up essentially freaking out about the cognitive dissonance I've had since age 23. I've always been a Type B personality, convinced that life isn't about work and that money should never matter to me. At the same time, chicks don't dig broke dudes and everyone wants to have expendable income. Five years later, after moving laterally on payscales between jobs and telling myself I don't need financial success (when I do), the cognitive dissonance had grown too much. It was causing me to chase escapism via alcohol CONSTANTLY this past year. I want to live comfortably without checking my bank account before buying milk and always afford fun things whenever I please. Dealing drugs like I once did ain't attractive anymore. The good news is that I've finally found what I'm good at. By Spring 2018 I'll have the certifications under my belt to make that comfortable amount of $$$ and start living the life I want to. It's not tomorrow, but it's close enough that I'm able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I hope to never go into this much detail about my own psychology and broke-ass on the internet ever again

Too fucking embarrassing.