My 20's were like one of those fucked-up movies you see where the protagonist ends up bleeding out in a gutter somewhere. I am one of the luckiest fuckers you'll ever meet that I'm not in jail right now. I spent some time in jail actually, stay the hell away! I guess I do hate it a bit, I could be a lot farther down the path to where I want to be had I not had that life. But who would I be without it? I'm afraid of virtually nothing right now, because I've already experienced the most fucked-up things that can really happen to a white kid in Minnesota (meaning not a patch on a poor person in a war-torn nation, I don't want anyone thinking I can compare my life to someone who's experienced REAL hardship). It's definitely made me stronger, and my bond with my wife-to-be as she helped me climb out of the shithole I had made of my life as well. I guess I owe my past a bit of gratitude really, I just wish it could have been a LITTLE bit easier.