Today, February 10th is a glorious day. I mean, every day is a glorious day, but today is significantly special. Not only did Christian made his long-awaited return to WWE on the ECW brand (albeit uninspiring commentary from Todd Grisham) four years ago today, and not only did I reunite with a close friend of mine (see Aspire To Inspire for more details) two years ago today, but it was this day one year ago that forever changed the rest of my life.
As I've discussed various times in past posts, I went through a strange couple of years in 2010, 2011 and 2012 respectively. My entire life was basically a roller coaster: with each rise and drop occurring at the most inopportune of times. Sure, the rises were fun, but the drops were far from it. This period in my life has been come to known as my "dark days". I didn't like who I was or who I was becoming as time progressed. In late 2011, after seemingly overcoming every obstacle set in front of me, I finally achieved ultimate happiness... or so I thought. Long story short, the girl who I supposably really liked ending up turning her back on me shortly thereafter, so I was back to where I started. I was in a bad place before, but now it grew ten times worse. I was sick of getting screwed over and not being happy all the time. I grew extremely frustrated with everyone, especially myself. I dwelled on the past too much to the point that I was either trying to recreate it or thinking of things that I could've of done to change it. By January of last year, I came to the conclusion that I needed to end it all. No, I'm not talking about suicide, despite the fact that's what most people thought it was. I received texts and tweets for weeks inquiring about what I was going to do after I began promoting FINAL.FRIDAY.21012 in all of my posts. Could I have told them what I was planning? Sure, but that would've taken away from the big surprise.