An Origin Story

I don’t know about you, but I’m a fan of origin stories. I love origin stories in comic books as well as in movies. I just like seeing how it all began. What’s crazy to me is that nobody asks me the origin story of The Rewired Soul.

So sit back, relax, and let me tell you about how absolutely hopeless I was for a long time until I learned about something called “neuroplasticity”.

A Life of Hopelessness

I was lost for many years, and it wasn’t just my addiction. One of the reasons I continued drinking and using drugs was because I felt like an absolute dumpster fire of a human being. I was a terrible person to others, and I was awful to myself.

If I’m being honest, when I told my family to give up on me 7 years ago and just let me die from my addiction, it was more than just wanting to die. Most of it had to do with knowing how much of a waste of space I was on this planet. I was contributing absolutely nothing to this world. In fact, I felt like each day that I was alive, the world was a little bit worse.

I know I’m not that important, and I wasn’t the cause of suffering in the world, but I did play an active role in destroying the lives of anyone who came in contact with me. If I was making everyone’s lives worse, I felt like I’d be doing my son a favor if I was no longer around.