Surprisingly, I can relate to a lot of the op. Particularly the mental breakdown part. I went a couple months refusing to talk to anyone..it was school then bed. No talking, nothing. Also the drug thing..(though mine wasn't alcohol). Hmm..
I guess I already knew that it was bound to turn around. I've been in some dark places mentally...any change would have been an improvement.
I'm at the stage of trying to figure out the job thing. Once thats settled, I guess it will be time to start a family of my own. This thought is actually more soothing than alarming..