As a young man, I met my ex wife when we both about 14 years old. We lived together for 7 years then got married, had 2 kids, and lived somewhat happy for the next 17 years.

I worked all over the US, back then, and somewhere in the mid 90's, different clothes started to show up in my closet. Always denined.

I moved out in 96, and for 6 months licked my wounds, drank like an alcoholic, got a DUI, and went to the most violent bars I could find in whatever city I might be in. Got arrested, in a huge barroom fight, and sitting in jail, got singled out by BUBBA, and beat that fuck almost to death...in jail!

Had to go to ARD shit / anger management an decided enough was enough, I listened to what they had to say.

Went back to my first love...no not the bitch...fishing!! Carried my fishing gear all across the USA, (never went into another bar for alcohol...still dont today)fishing some of the beautiful areas in America/Canada.

In 99, I decided to learn how to use a computer to surf the net...found OverGrow. I also found a wonderful lady, who was single, independent, strong minded. Started my own business, working for myself.

Now I grow, and teach others, and set up gardens, make boxes for folks, and write letters to worthless Gov officials to end the war on drugs, end Federal Reserve, Impeach Bush/Cheney, reopen 911.

My silly point is this, dedicate your self, your mind, your body to other endevors, and forget the past. Stay away from painful contact for a time...cause Time heals all wounds!