The last few years I’ve had a terrible addiction to drugs. I was born in Minnesota in 1993 as an only child and had two of the most loving parents any child could ask for. My dad let me crawl all over his guitar, and sang to me. He taught me everything I know about music. A few years ago he passed suddenly to lung cancer. He was my best friend. That spiraled me into a dark place, and I started using drugs to suppress the emotions. My life was miserable, I wanted to die. 2 months ago I got sober for the first time in years. I feel like I have been reborn. This page is dedicated to my father, and anyone that is struggling or going through a hard time so I can try to bring hope into everyone’s life!