Ten years ago today every bad thing I have ever done, and every bad decision I ever made, came back to bite me. Hard. Tore my world apart, in fact. Caused me to lose everything I really cared about. And I knew I had no one to blame but myself.
In a lot of ways the person I was before died on that day. Many times since then I have felt that every day since has been a sort of "freebie".
I still have the emotional and psychological scars, and I always will.
But I also believe the experience made me a better person. At least, I sure hope so.
My pain immediately caused me to get active and begin to write more than the occasional letter to the editor. Having nothing else to lose took away a lot of the fear I had before- fear of silly things. Yeah, it's true: "freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose".
I would have never started speaking out before that day. I would never have decided to run for president, which means I would have never started writing this blog, and I would have never written my books or made my videos.
It took a while, and I now have things to lose again, but most of the fear never came back.
But, I still wish I could fix things.
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