MJ, stay strong man. I was in your boat about eight years ago. Two weeks from getting married by Elvis in Vegas... no, really, I'm serious. Anyway, I messed up and we were off and on for about six months before finally splitting seven years ago. At first I thought I couldn't go on, but I just kept thinking it would all work out in the end. It did.

When you get a little older and start looking back at all the bad things that happend in your life you begin to realize that those "bad" things actually guided you to where you are really suppose to wind up. I've got a beautiful wife and daughter now and I wouldn't change a thing in my past for fear of not being with them today.

Now I look back at all those saki bombers and getting groped on the stage at Lollipops in Daytona by every girl in the joint and laugh; it all turned out great.