Life shattered before my eyes… I lost everything. I left the rest of it behind. I left with some clothes and a few important small things and left my mess behind, grasping at anything but suicide. But when I had nothing at all… Is when I gained more than I had ever dreamed of. When I was my most broken–entirely ready to quit–hanging by a thread with nothing to show for all my work and all the pain I’d endured. When I became empty… I found life.