The majority of my life was nothing but pain, misery and suffering. Because I was abused a lot when I was younger, I developed PTSD. Couple my immigrant upbringing with autism, and being gay, and you have someone who was a walking, talking disaster, a suicide waiting to happen. And, at 30 years old, that's exactly what I attempted. Then, for the next 25 years, more time at being a drug and alcohol abuser as well as homelessness.
What finally helped was that, at 55, I got SSDI which allowed me to find a home, medical care, and other benefits from being a disabled 55 year old person. If someone would have told me when I was 19 that it would take 36 more years till my life got better, there's no way i would've waited that long. Looking back, I think I held on because, at heart, I'm an explorer and live to find out what's coming around the corner. I love tinkering with things. These days I spend enormous amounts of hours discovering what Android TV boxes can and can't do and trying to make them do more. Tomorrow, what else will there be to discover? I'll just have to wait to find out.