[ WP ] TIL that I am not the good person that I thought I was .

I live a pretty interesting life. 
 
 When I was 23 I sold a company that I created for 237 million dollars. I took my money and rode off into the sunset to travel the world and do all the things that I had ever imagined myself doing. I have been to all 7 Wonders of the World. I have skied in the Swiss Alps and I have shared wine with Monks in the Pagoda Forest. I have given sizable, anonymous, donations to charities all over the world. I have even volunteered for Doctors Without Borders in Africa. 
 
 By any definition, I am a good person. 
 
 
 I just returned from a trip in the Andes Mountains where I had been doing some backpacking. After trekking nearly a hundred miles, all I wanted to do was get back to my condo and sleep for as long as I could lay in bed. 
 
 
 After my plane lands, I hop in an Uber, run by my guilty pleasure ( Taco Bell ) and then head for home. Home is a condo in the San Remo building near Central Park. As I walk in, I drop all of my bags in the foyer and head into my room for a quick shower, and bed. 
 
 
 Right as I close my eye lids and start to drift off, I hear my mother. 
 
 
 `` Daniel!'' She screams. 
 
 
 `` Daniel! OH MY GOD, DANIEL!'' She continues to yell as she bursts into tears. 
 
 
 I hear my my fathers voice next. What is going on? Why are they in my apartment? 
 
 
 `` Jesus Christ, not again. Call 911!'' He shouts. You can hear the fear as well as the disappointment in his voice. 
 
 
 A few minutes later, I open my eyes. 
 
 
 `` Daniel. Daniel, can you hear me?'' says a voice. 
 
 
 `` ugh, yeah.'' I mutter. `` What the hell is going on?'' 
 
 
 `` Is he going to be okay?'' I hear my mother say. 
 
 
 `` Yes, ma'am. He is stable now. We are going to keep him over night to monitor his vitals, though.'' 
 
 
 As I start to slowly gain my wits about me, I ask `` Guys, what is going on? Where are we?'' 
 
 
 `` Where do you think we are, Daniel?'' My father snaps. `` We're in the hospital. Again.'' 
 
 
 I am a 23 year old heroin addict who has just overdosed for the third time in the last 8 months. 
 
 
 Turns out, I'm not really the good person that I thought I was.
