I can still remember my parents sitting me down to tell me...

I can still remember my parents sitting me down to tell me they were getting a divorce. I couldn't believe this was really happening to my family. We had always been so close, shared problems, and had so much fun together. All of a sudden it seemed I was losing my foundation, the very source of my identity; my self-confidence and desire to excel vanished. Who was I going to turn to—my father or my mother? If they weren't able to love each other anymore, they couldn't love me very much, I thought.

Along with this flood of negative emotions, I became increasingly involved in using alcohol and drugs. Following a bad drug trip, I felt so hopelessly lost that I thought I either had to find a solution to my depression or I could not continue living.

August 2, 1993
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