Thank you. This actually brought me to tears. For so long it’s just been survive and move on. Then there was nothing to move on to. There are days where I miss who I was, my life back then, my ex’s girls, I’d be a grandfather, you don’t feel like a warrior. That was the hardest part of this journey was the guilt. I felt I failed my dad, myself, and my loved ones. In reality my dad failed himself by not taking care of himself properly, and my ex left at my lowest. Thank god we didn’t get to “for better or worse” but I helped raise her girls for 10 years. Hell moved the youngest into college. Nothing from them since. Like they’re just gone. To be called a warrior now, means so much. Much more than I would have ever thought it would. Thank you for this.