Boyd Camper:  

These are the treasured years I fondly look back on and cherish. Pure innocence, naively, bliss. When the biggest problems were the gossip of others and deciding what party to attend, how well we played in football. Yes, the innocence of life before life had its way with me, ran me over and jaded me. I guess I'm here to recapture that innocence, when I was untainted by the world, beleiving I can make a difference, dreamer seeking to make a difference. The insecurity of not knowing who I was, yet taking the risk to try, venture and dare to be part of the greater whole. My identity based on performance, peers, houses, cars, physical looks. Awe, yes the superficial, Worldly physical things is all that mattered then. Eat, drink, be merry, for tomorrow we may die attitude. I lived full speed ahead, all in, every step, gave it my all, passionate, emotions the driving force of my actions. Always doing my best, being the best on the outside, compensation for what lacked on the inside. Alcohol became my master, my life became a disaster. Did things that violated my own sense of values and morals , yet beyond those actions few know the story. The hidden, secret world within no longer my friend. Controlled by the secrets, I came controlled by the very thing I said I'd never be, me the real enemy. The days darken, people disappeared loneliness, darkness, isolation was all so near. I hid in the bottle, it became my best f...Expand for more