Creating a Life You Love...Before You're 30 and Eating Ice Cream On Your Couch Wondering Where It All Went Wrong

But just a short year and a half later, this Midwest-girl was floundering amongst her east coast peers —living in oversized university sweatshirts after gaining 20+ lbs, and questioning whether I’d accidentally applied to college on acid. I went from an ambitious, first-class honors student to a bare-passing, puffy-eyed stoner, who spent most evenings beer pong instead of doing homework, and then dropped out with nary a word to my parents. Not good.