Life can change in only a few seconds. I was 19 when I had my second car wreck. The first was when I was 16. Chased by the police, I...

I grew up raised by my mother, an only child. I was a latchkey kid who rebelled into a wild teenager for many reasons. She did the best...

I used to be a punk teenager with anger issues who loved destroying things, breaking them, or burning them. I had so much pent-up energy...

Who the fuck am I? I guess that is my existential question. I feel like I know myself pretty well, although time has definitely changed...