I’ve been through the fires of hell—sadness, loneliness, anxiety, depression. I’ve run from myself across the country, from Key West to Los Angeles, until I couldn’t take another step. This book is about survival. It’s about hitting rock bottom so many times you forget what the surface even looks like. I’ve lived a life that sounds like fiction—highs that touched the sky, and lows that buried me underground. I graduated Fire/EMT school. I ran grow operations all over the country. I made more cash than I could count. But what goes up always comes down. And addiction doesn’t let you down easy—it strips you bare. Three prison terms. Homeless. Alone. Losing everything—career, family, friendships, freedom. I was alcohol-dependent. A fugitive. Eight years without a human hug. Friends dead. A house fire. Betrayals by the people I trusted most. Hurting the ones who loved me the most.
