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David

I was from the streets — never knew my dad, physically abused, selling drugs since 12, in and out of jail, addicted to meth, a habitual felon facing 25 to life. I believed in a higher power but not Jesus, and I thought everything I survived was because of me.

Sean

I was a violent, rage-addicted construction foreman — drinking, doing drugs, abusing my wife and kids, threatening men with hammers. I gave away my own name and became a monster. I didn't want to know who God was. I figured I was on my own and that was enough.

Kevin

I was a violent, angry Iranian Muslim in Sweden — high dyslexic, dysfunctional, always in trouble. My only dream was to grow up strong enough to destroy my father. Rage was my identity and my greatest comfort. I didn't believe love existed.

Rodney

I was a little Black kid growing up in the streets, no father, looking up to drug dealers and OGs, trying to be the tough guy, the gangster. I was searching for identity, acceptance, and validation in all the wrong places — and I had a temper that could flip on a dime.

Yesupadas

I was an Untouchable boy treated worse than an animal, a committed communist who made a blood covenant to bring revolution to India. I was drinking, in gangs, cutting people, saw dead bodies — and I was happy doing it because I thought I was taking revenge.

Chobby

I was a Triad branch leader — Chinese Mafia — recruited at 13, expelled from school, managing recruitment and territory by 15. I believed protection was love, and the gang gave me what my violent father never did. I was a member for life. That was who I was.

Sean

I was just a nasty, narcissistic person — pure hatred, pure evil. I was addicted to porn for 20 years, an alcoholic for over 10, doing every drug I could find, physically abusive to every girlfriend I had, and desperately trying to find love from all the wrong places because I didn't have my mother's or father's love.