As it stands, thanks to developments, I may be able to live a healthy life, and as a result of medication, counselling and sheer bloody-mindedness, I have defeated depression.
Now, some time ago, I decided I might start planning for the future that it seems I'm going to suddenly have. I took a short course, "Introduction to Pharmacy Assistant". A ten week course, and those who pass are considered qualified to be pharmacy assistants, so that the person who sells you your paracetamol knows to warn you about the dangers involved.
Well, a fortnight ago, I completed the course. I passed. I am now qualified to be a pharmacy assistant. Now I just need to keep applying and see if an actual pharmacy will call me back and say "We'd like an interview." I intend on continuing my studies as I work, becoming qualified to be a dispensary assistant, and *maybe* one day doing the 4+ year Uni course to be an actual pharmacist. But really, would you trust me to be a pharmacist, given how I'd recommend codeine instead of paracetamol for any kind of pain relief?
So who says good things only happen to good people?
This is simply a thread to say that I have won the game. That is all. I encourage others to also tell about how they have won the game.