After taking 9-months off from work, sitting around in my dark apartment brooding over what I wanted to do, it finally came to me. It’s not exactly my true calling, but it’s such a major life event that comes pretty close.
I went to community college for one year before I went into the military, so with three years left I’m going to go back to school full-time. And while some may see this as a step backwards at the age of 34, I even moved back in with my parents. It’s close to school, and even better, it’s free. It’s strange that after travelling to 43 different countries around the globe and having only visited my parents 2 or 3 times over a six year period, this feels like home. When I think back over all of the places that I’ve lived over the past 15 years, I’ve never felt better than I have when I’m at home.
Of course, none of this would be possible if I hadn’t figured out that I’m Bipolar with ADHD features, and then suggested to him that he might just have the same. It was close, ADHD w/depression. So now that we’re both on meds and we get along great.
