My toughest time was when I was an adult. I had a very good career and income.The stress of my career and having little kids was too much for me and I became a drug addict. I lost everything. I was homeless for a time. I wasn’t on the streets long enough to ruin my looks, so I married a rich but abusive man. I got clean through sheer isolation. I began to see what an immature coward I had been. I got through the negativity by pledging my self to making the future better than the past. I divorced this abusive man and have become a much more introspective person, and am still on the road to repairing as best as I can, the damage that I caused. That’s how I am dealing with the negativity, the despair, and the hurt. I work everyday toward my goal. I will never stop. So that’s it.