My life seemed picture perfect with a loving wife and son, with a bun in the oven my life had just begun.
But my head couldn’t leave the pillow, getting out seemed too hard to swallow, I knew something major in my life really needed to be done.
When the warm embrace of death surrounds your tired soul.
My mind was outside my body and my head was full of fog.
I went to the doctor, I went to the shrink, and every one of them told me that I had to have a long think.
Do I want a life of shallow thoughts that were hidden by beer and pain, or do I want to be the ...