I owned a house, I had a partner I was trying to have children with and I worked a job that allowed me to live very comfortably. However, I wasn't living my truth. In fact, I was a workaholic and I poisoned yet another relationship.

My partner and I split, I sold my half of the house and moved into my trailer... I was also tired of destroying my life, so I got the help of a psychoanalyst.

Finally, clarity. Finally, whole.

So now what? Whelp... might as well travel North America and make films about the interesting people I meet.

Finally, living my truth.