I knew I had to go all the way before I could come back, though I ran it pretty close. I can say without being dramatic that I probably only had a couple of hours left. Scared and cold and alone and clutching a bottle of vodka (that I was too sick by now to even drink), I went to the hospital. It took a month for the doctors to put me back together. I was 26 years old and I had to start all over again. The first thing…

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