In the past year I have run my life through the gauntlet.
Fortunately the damage I took was mendable and grace is enough to get me back on the path I want to be with my life.

I'll admit I gained more rough edges than I had before. I am not the same boy that I was for the past year, but I'm not quite the same one as I was before. I would like to say that deep down the things that made me me are the same but I don't even know if that's true at this point.

I'm working on it.
The beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair.
Thank God for second chances because I would be in a fairly shitty situation if they didn't exist.