The ppv has been booked solid, and I happen to find myself nowhere on the card. I, Snow and Kid Kool are anticipating our moment to make The Reevolution a household name... yet we are all three snubbed from the biggest event on the calendar. We're ready to return to the business that we love, but again we're shoved to the side. Over the past month I've been locked away in a mental clinic that felt like hell on earth, and now that I'm out my mind is entrapped by voices that scream to me I'm not worthy, I'm not good enough to live a good life, and that I will die soon... as if my world is coming to an end and there's nothing I can do about it.

Some of them tell me to dismiss the terror that has plagued me, that one day I will be healthy, happy and successful... I want to believe them, that the illness will subside, that I won't be locked away again in one of those so called 'hospitals', that myself, my cousin Sarah and Kool will return to the game and mark our spot in the XWF...

But as time passes, the negative voices become stronger. Every night as I try to sleep, I toss and turn as they bring me down, tear my emotions apart and kill my spirit. Snow and KK do all they can to help my mental state, as does my girlfriend Chastity... but every night it remains the same. They wake me as I try to sleep, bombarding me with fear.

XWF... one day, I will return. One day, I will be healthy, mentally and otherwise, and I WILL be prepared to change my fate. My destiny will once again be in my control, the voices will be shut down and I WILL be...

... Me.

|believe... or be left behind|