“You’re going to end up like your father, a bum on the street, a loser, an alcoholic.” As a kid, growing up hearing those things hurt me. I thought, “Man, after everything I do for you, this is how you love me.”
I had loaded the rifle and put it on the coffee table. I had a fishing line tied to it.
Then they gang raped me. I came close to dying that night.
I decided I was going to get up and I decided I was going to get in my car and drive up Glendora Mountain Road where teenagers would always drive drunk, and every few years someone would end up driving off a cliff.
And God clearly said; “You are going to die this year.” I remember it scared me.
As you can imagine, I got very depressed. I pulled my car in one of those garages and tried to kill myself.
Within four weeks, I had lost my husband, my house, my job.
"So, here I am three affairs in three months and I was at the lowest place in my life that I had ever been, ever."
People ask; “What’s your biggest success story?” I’ll say; “Staying married.”
"I feel like I have been plugged into this eternal power source"....