I always wanted to travel, I wanted to work in a caf in Paris. Drink coffee, learn French and eat tasty food.
I found myself on the wrong path, or perhaps, I was lost on many wrong paths. I turned to drugs, I drowned in alcohol. But in the end, I was the one who ruined my own life. The loss of my mother left me adrift, unable to navigate the storm of my emotions. But more than that, I lost sight of who I was and what I truly desired.
Despite...