Life After The Nightlife
I loved this blog.. why? Because there are so many people stuck in a life that they have created, in a mold that they are afraid of breaking. Yet if you just take that first step.. you could break it. You could create a completely new life for yourself, with courage, with compassion, with love.
I started drinking at the age of 13 and started clubbing at the age of 15. No, I’m not a juvenile delinquent, although that first sentence could sure be a preface to that kind of story.
I was a wild child, but I always had my shit together. While in university, I decided to pursue my dream of writing and fashion by taking on internships. It was a beautiful, crazy, and sometimes, chaotic life—I loved it. The events and parties were great too—it’s like I never had to pay for another drink again in my life!
College pretty much continued that way—juggling school, two to four part-time/freelance jobs, and partying two to four nights a week. It wasn’t all fluff. I do work in fashion, advertising, marketing, and PR—going out really does come with the territory, and again, I was juggling things fine. At the age of 20, I was…
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