I was in a mental institution waiting for a psych evaluation when I had the most vivid dream ever of a girl being hypnotized and having her throat slit. I'd had these sorts of dreams all my life, of girls from every different era, all dying at the hands of monsters, but this one was so real. And I woke up with super strength and the rest. Never looked back. Never wanted them gone, even for a second. Being what I am, I can help people, make a difference.
You'd be a great dad. You could still do that, if you really wanted. Could find a way. I never wanted the whole kids thing.