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How to Embrace The Ancient Art Of Kintsugi in Your Life
On October 1st, 2013, I was arrested by the FBI and charged with one count of mail fraud. I pleaded guilty and was sentenced to two years of Federal Prison.
I lost everything. All because of the choices I made.
It’s been an incredible, challenging, frightening journey. A massive part of that journey was the fall to my personal rock bottom.
That fall led me to write the following on New Years Day, 2015. My TEDx chronicles that journey in even more detail if you are interested.
“I cannot shake the image that 2015 is going to be the year I put a bullet in my head. I see myself making it through prison, making it to the halfway house, and the next vision I see is a pistol in my mouth or at my temple. I want to tell someone, but I’m ashamed. I’m ashamed of being weak. I know how much it would hurt my loved ones. But the way I feel, the self-loathing, the amount of shame I carry, I have a hard time being in front of my loved ones. I’m no good to them. I can’t even face them. Why won’t it just end?”
I was four months into my sentence when I wrote that.
With every ounce of my being, I believed,
“I’m undeserving of love, happiness, forgiveness, and peace. I destroyed love and will never be worthy of it…
