There was a guy I know from work ,who saw me at Starbucks one day, who told me that when he pulled into the parking lot and smelled the gas fumes, he knew instantly that I was there! If someone flicked a cigarette out the window while I was driving behind them, I thought to myself; Well, this is it! In short, it was bad! After a while, my family was able to scrounge up some extra cash to help me out, so I could finally get serious about looking, to which I am grateful.