A Wake-Up Call It was a rainy night in the spring of 2004 when I faced my own death. I was 29-year-old that struggled with crack addiction resulting from grief, anger, rage, unforgiveness, and self-hatred. On that day, a truck driver almost strangled me to death. As I felt my life slipping away, somehow, I […]

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