One patch of black ice. I lost my ability to walk, my career, my house, and nearly my kids. One patch of black ice away from ruin. Welcome to America.
Madness string 111993
Someone once told me I needed to face fear to get over it, and I thought well why not take a step further and cut my fear into little pieces then set my fear on fire then throw the hot ash of my fear into a lake and then poison the lake. Simple!