well, about this time last year(which is coinsidently around my birthday), i was in the mental health unit at my hospital for alcoholism, depression and anxiety. they gave me some meds, but(stupid me) jumped off the meds and went to a die-hard yoga stage. that died quick with the lack of time to do my excersizes/stretches in the morning/afternoon/evening. i have found that i have a very addictvie personality, like my fondness of the drink, the tobacco, csi and other such things thatothers find strange. i think the things that i become so easily addicted to are fascinating, and as tome goes by the poeple around me become annoyed and irritated by my cozy structue of my life, and i feel that i have to change to regain that feeling i had before i was annoying. with all of my friends, i am the one they all talk to about their problems with life, girls/guys, work and other things, like i am their therapist. i also have this thing i call "the jesus christ syndrome", where i would do anything to help my friends out or even a total stranger, but in doing that, i end up disappointing the two dearest people in my life.