Broken before Rebuild

I can't believe how much of a mess my life has turned into. I went from struggling to make ends meet, blissfully unaware of how happy I actually was, to thinking I had everything only for it to come crashing down around me. I thought I knew what struggling was. I had no idea what would unfold. I have bent, I have broken, and I have built myself up again and again. This is my story; this is my life. And this is how it all started to go downhill.
I was working in a deli for the past 10 years. Ever since I graduated high school. I had the grads to go to college. However, I did not have the money. Scholarships only could get me so far, and the hours I would need to work to make up the difference, plus live on, wouldn't be enough.
Oh, before I forget, my name is Sarah Tallenburg. I'm 28, I live in a studio apartment with a beat-up old car that likes to break down at least twice a year. I have 1 brother and my parents are still happily married. I have medium brown hair, light brown eyes, I'm 5/6 and a bit chubby for my height. I've had 4 boyfriends throughout the years. Currently single and stuck in the turmoil that seems to be a never-ending road of putting one foot in front of the other until I die. Or at least that's how I felt at the time.