My life was a complete wreck. My career and my personal life were a mess. I was well on my way to dissolving any former impression of who I was before desire became habit açhabit evolved into alcohol addiction.

At the time, some of the deep moorings within my heart and mind had given way. I had been divorced from my family for some time, and my career had just ended. However, the emotional tearing and ripping of my heart had failed to leave me for dead. I was hoping to scab over my heart and wait for something that would and could change me. Hope was the answer, a hope that couldn't have c...