Nor did I make decisions with any thought as to how they might impact it.
Kids are like that.
My first step toward making self-supportive, quality of life decisions was realizing that I was miserable and that my drug taking was a big part of it. My quality of life definitely improved after a short while off drugs. I could think more clearly, and I wasn't broke all the time. But this didn't mean I knew what to do with my life, and I felt a fair amount of confusion when I even tried to think about it. That's where therapy came in.