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Kate and I were going to Maui and I knew I wanted to ask her to marry me there. Once we got to where we were staying, Kate went right to sleep. Eventually at 4 in the morning she rolls over and goes, "What do you want to do today? Kate: The room was dark, and he went to try and shove this ring on my right hand. And he goes "Yes." And then I was like, "Well, I think you need my left hand for this." And then I asked if he can actually turn on a light so I can see what just transpired. In my previous relationship, my sole focus was going to work so I could figure out how to get high or drunk.
I didn't want to give it away so before the trip I told her, 'Money is pretty tight right now. It was this vicious cycle that went around and around.
I said to her, "You are kind of putting my health and my life at risk by coming over here.
And if you have chosen that, then you have obviously chosen that over me already." I probably think that the guest list was fifty-fifty for people that were sober and people that drink.
" And he jumped on the chance to say it was a Freudian slip so I was like, "OK." Then I got out of the car and I said, "I Freudian slip you too." After that, we got really serious really fast.] I don't want to tell this story. " and I go, "Celebrate this," and so I never actually asked Kate to marry me.
I never quite felt comfortable in my own skin though, and I'd act out.
I would get into fights; I had a mouth on me that would get me into trouble too. After getting kicked out of an all-boys Catholic high school in Seattle halfway through my sophomore year, I went to an alternative school, which was in an area where you could get drugs conveniently. I was sleeping on friends' couches and jumping from place to place.
That's where I found weed, and I finally felt like, I didn't understanding the point of stopping, I still don't. I went through a couple of rehabs but nothing really stuck with me until I was 21. 26, 2006, I tried to do a bunch of drugs and I drank, but nothing was giving me the effect I was looking for.
I was really heavy into painkillers, and I was pretty sure I would end up in jail or dead. So I actually went to my mom and I said, "Mom, I need help.