How have you changed? 3 years.

We all know that people change all the time. I'm just curious and just for fun: Describe yourself 3 years ago. Are you any different? How are you different now?

My answer:

Three years ago I was 20 years old, I was heavy into my drug addiction,...

using daily, working at Kittens Gentleman's Club as a deejay and shot girl. I didn't care what anyone told me, I didn't listen to anyone, I thought I could get away with murder! I thought I had the perfect life, doing drugs, hanging out, never sleeping, working in a strip club, wake up - start all over again. My hair color changed weekly, always a new neon color. I was dating a guy named Josh, who had no clue who I really was even though we dated for 3 years.

Now: I'm sober and have been for about 2 years. I am a mother to 7 month old. I am engaged to the love of my life. I am a stay at home mother, who just purchased a car and a new house! My life is so different, and although I miss partying and still think about all those nights, I'm glad at the way things turned out.

three years ago I was 14 years somewhat in to chew, I lived in any, I had all the friend I could ask for, and I had the love of my life

now im 17 years old and im done with chew, I now live in IL, I dont have as many friends as before but I stil have enough, and I had to leave the love of my life

What a wonderful story - and how strong you have been! My warmest congratulations to you,. for everything that you've managed to do... I really can't praise you enough! Wow...

As for me, my story is very different and not as dramatic like yours. And in some ways that Happy Ending is still elusive...

Three years ago I was very happily working in Nepal. Then the war there got worse, I had a kind of nervous breakdown, and literally fled the country. Found this house in Cyprus, and thought a new chapter would be starting.

But then my son in Norway suddenly keeled over and died of an totally unexpected heart attack, aged 41. And then healthy old me, I had a heart attack. And then an unsuccessful hip operation, and now I'm on crutches.. and wondering when that silver lining will appear.

But compared to your story, and all the struggles you' ve been through - it's nothing, really nothing! I wish you ALL THE BEST!.

3 years AGO I WAS 16 I WOULD PARTY HARD WITH MY FRIENDS DRINKING AND DRIVING POPPING PILLS NEVER HOME JUST LIVING THE ROCKSTAR LIFE UNTIL I MET MY HUBBY WHO WAS SOBER HE DIDNT DRINK DIDNT SMOKE HE LIVED 30MIN AWAY FROM ME SO I DIDNT THINK WE CUD HAVE ANYTHING VERY SERIOUS UNTIL AFTER US DATING FOR 3MONTHS I FOUND OUT I WAS PREGNANT AND WE DECIDED TO HAVE IT I STOP ALL MY BAD HABITS AND PARTYN WAYS..MY SON IS NOW 2 ME AND HIS DAD IS STILL TOGETHER PLANNING ON MOVING IN TOGETHER SOON AND ALL IS WELL...THANK GOD..

You're story is great, it's very inspirational. Congratulations on being sober!

This time three years ago I had just started hanging out with a guy that I thought I was crazy about and I wanted to be with him all the time even though he didn't care that much about me. He would call every so often and want me to come hang out with him and I just ran to him like a little puppy, not knowing that he was spending all his time with other (lots of other) girls. He drank a lot and so I started trying to keep up with him even though I had never really drank much before then. He's actually the one who introduced me to drinking. So I spent pretty much all of the first half of 2006 chasing him around, spending all night out with him or waiting by the phone for him to call. He was all I wanted. Then, eventually, he called to tell me he had gotten a girl (one I had been friends with) pregnant and they were moving in together. So that ended that.

Today, they're still together off and on and have a little boy. I'm going to college and planning to move to Los Angeles when I'm done with my classes. I don't even know who I was back then. I've changed in so many ways. I've realized that you can't define yourself around a guy and you can't spend your life waiting for someone who doesn't care about you. I've also realized I want a lot more out of life than what someone like him can give me.

I was 22, living the dream. I worked as a driver for milgard windows. I was single and loving it. I went to vegas almost once a month, and saw every movie that came out for the better part of a year in the theaters. carl's jr had a burger called the ranch bacon, and I ate about 20 of them a week. they were only a buck. I had just bought a 2000 dodge dakota 5.9 r/t, and was pouring almost every spare cent I had into souping it up. life was good.

now, I'm 25, living the dream. I work in the movie industry. I'm trying to become a steadicam operator. I'm engaged to the greatest woman I've ever met, and loving it. I still go to vegas 3 or 4 times a year, and I see maybe 1/3 of the movies that come out in theaters, then try to pick up the rest when they hit dvd. carl's jr is running a promo of 2 famous stars for 4 dollars. I eat about 10 of them a week. I still have my dodge, and I'm proud to say that she's faster than a nissan 350z. I have since bought a 25 foot sailboat, and am fortunate enough to be in the market for a home, despite these times of economic hardship. life is good. interesting question. perhaps it's just my attitude towards life, but I feel like I've been living the dream since forever, and will continue to do so for a long time. I encourage everyone to follow suit.

ohh god... three years ago I was 14 years old. was in 2nd year and ohh I was really shy and so good in school and was pretty scared of guys LOLL.

now im anything but shy! I never shut up talking, much more laid back with school- but focused. my friends are everything to me and most of them are guys now because I bet on way better with them and cant stand how girls are so nasty and immature and ugh some people in particular just really piss me off! my friends are always up for a laugh and so random their the best! im in love, whih I never ever thought I would be three years ago!! and im much more confident and comfortable with myself and quite mature and protective of the people I care for

3 yearz ago I was 16 entering my jr year of high school...Playin my 1st year of varsity b.ball...1st year I ever worked...and the 1st year I ever was in the newspaper...06 was a big year 4 me...

Now im in college...still playin b.ball...more independent...drivin my own car..meetin some a my goals..livin life and lovin it...

Your story is great!

Three years ago I was 10 - I had a lot of friends; and we had fun - Just a normal little 10 year old girl.

Now - I've had people walk in and out of my life, I've done the same.
I am depressed a lot, and was reecently diagnosed with fith's deiese and I also have mono. I am I have one true best friend and she is bulemic and she cuts;
I dont cut but I do Sit any cry a lot with my ipod. Things get streesful with grades and school.
but in the end I know things will come together.

I was 11 I was smoking getting in to fights then I was hospitalized for depression and trying to commit suicide. I was really sad.

but know im 14 and im really happy and healthy now

Three years ago, I was nineteen. I was a fresh torture victim and I was in strict denial of my sexuality and even my desire for children. I was traveling the world, looking to forget my experience. Shortly after that, I realized that I wasn't going to forget it, I had a huge nervous breakdown. My hallucinations started. I was seeing things, terrible, awful things, from my experience played out in front of my face when they obviously weren't really happening. My nightmares were fresh and I was afraid to go to sleep because of them. I convinced myself that I didn't need to sleep and went even crazier for it.

Since then, I've spent some time in the madhouse. I've had and lost my first boyfriend. I've acquired and overcome sex addiction. I've met the man of my dreams.

Now, I'm 22. I'm happier than I ever knew was possible. I have a son and he is the light of my life. I have the man of my dreams, who is an even bigger light in my life. I'm still in intensive therapy programs. I still cannot sleep alone without injuring myself. I still wake up, panting and/or sobbing on a nightly basis, but now I can actually fall back to sleep afterward.

In all, I'm still in pretty terrible shape, but I am in love. I am madly in love. That, I think, will cure everything, eventually. As long as I have him, everything else will be wonderful.