In 2015 I was, to put it lightly, a lost soul. I was a mess of a man and I am lucky how few times in my life regret finds me but this has to be some top tier nearing regret. It took me years to spin those times into a positive and I am not going to get into the specifics but essentially, I found home in a bad crowd. I dwelled in something foreign to me,…
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