Well in both cases I got lost in drugs and alcohol. A wonderful woman helped me out here. But there...The city I live in is....well it's a hotbed of crime, filled with sociopaths and psychos.
There are people there, willing to fight against the madness behind mask. I could keep drinking myself to death, but I realized it could be anyone behind those masks. It could be me.
I pushed myself so hard that it might have killed me. My dad decided I needed a lesson. A lot of lessons. Espionage, surviving torture, how to understand the criminal mind. I think he wanted to dissuade me from my path.I witnessed hours of footage of serial killers and worse. But it only made me more determined. It only made me harder.