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Rated: 13+ · Non-fiction · Emotional · #2206616
fond memories of the past
NB: I do not feel comfortable sharing details of what was bothering me at the time, but suffice to say they were unpleasant.

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There was a time during my mid to late twenties when my world was to be crashing down around me and I was slowly suffocating beneath the rubble. Every solution to my problems just complicated and threatened to make my situation worse.

I had forsaken and lost most of my long-time friends, for people that were using and abusing me. There was a very real chance I could lose my job, place of residence and if I was not careful end up incarcerated, though that admittedly was a sort of worse case scenario.

Then something unexpected happed that at the time seemed awful, but the result of this incident had a trickle on effect with surprisingly rewarding consequences and my life turned around for the better.

The journey I went through that brought me to that darkest of places, and eventually led me back to my senses, was fairly extreme so I was confident that I would not fall back into old habits, which I didn’t. That is not to say I did not wander other pathways to despair.

One of the first things I realised when I started rekindling old relationships and forging new ones was the fact that is better to befriend a small group of people you can confidently trust, than have a large crowd of acquaintances you can’t.

I became a church group that met once a month for barbecues, picnics, walks, diner parties etc. Around then I also became a member of a tramping (hiking) club and joined a very active social club. I also found a fondness for travelling.

Being a valued and well liked member of these organisation helped calm me down and slowly aided me toward a more mature and happy existence. It was that period that holds some of my fondest memories.
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