In my search to find the meaning of life, all I have ever found is an incomplete conclusion. I have found that all of nothing means something and that everything happens for a very distinct reason. You may be too blind or too stubborn to realize it at first, but the reasoning can always be found just under the surface. When I fell in love with Sean, he was the only thing that mattered to me. Loving him was the only thing in my life that ever made any sense; I had developed a beautiful subconscious dependence to him. Not realizing it at the time, falling in love with him would change my life forever in more ways than I could have ever foreseen.

I was 16 and my life consisted of good friends, good drugs, and good times. Every night was just another excuse for another party, just...