Second Life, New Rules

ex-wife' s golden boy getting the scholarship that should have been mine. I died alone, broke,

I was nineteen again, in my football uniform, standing on the side of the roa

hat collapsing monstrosity, letting it crush my leg and shatter my future. That act of self-sacrifice led to a lifetime of mi

I never knew my future was already stolen, my dreams already dead, long before

head tilted, I didn't move forward. I stepped back.