I was born. I was raised by a hardworking mother and a loyal father. But when I was seven years old, I had suicidal thoughts. When I was sixteen years old, I found out my dad wasn't my real dad. I was married at twenty-four years old and divorced at thirty. Now I'm thirty-five years old. I was let go from my job, only to rediscover my dream for poetry. Life is a story. Life is experiences. Life is choices. Life is sacrifice. Life is health. Life is wealth. Life is pain. Life is real. Life is crazy. We all have a story. Our experiences lead us to our choices, to eventually sacrifice. Whether through health or wealth, we feel the pain because it's real. How crazy is your life?