I was born in 1977 in South America, I just started writing to help ease my anxiety and to let people know my thoughts and who I am. My mother who was in the navy raised all five of us by herself.
It was the year 2011, I was doing my regular job, which was to pick up food for the less fortunate. You see my job consists of picking up food from different vendors who would give leftover edible foods that were safe to eat. So I would clock in at around 7:30 am and began my route, not thinking that this day was going to be different. The company I work for was not just a shelter for the homeless, but It was also a drug treatment program for those who were seeking help.
I have been sober for over 12 years, and I was taught to follow a simple 12 step program. I did just that. I had a sponsor who has been sober for over 20 years. I was doing all these things inside a sober living facility. Keep in mind I was doing this because in the beginning I was just trying to survive and not be homeless again. As time went on, they also suggested I go to meetings and talk about my problems with others, who I call strangers with no experience in knowing human behavior . They only knew what was told to them according to their 12 steps literature.
To be honest I don"t know who is writing this, or which personality is writing this, I just know that I find myself talking and answering myself a lot these days and some of the voices are not my own. This is not a cry for help it's to let others know that mental health can be a serious matter.