I thought I was going to do the highest things, be the best kind of person somehow. I never set a realistic goal and worked for it. I thought youth was just gonna bouy me up and up and up. It ended and I realized I had done nothing good with my time. The horror is immeasurable. I recognize good in me. I could have been raised right, educated right. But I developed a sick soul instead. What a stupid, shameful young life I lived. The one bright spot, wrestling, I gave up. I became nothing and no one.