Not so much.
I made the call.
It was a sunny day. A Friday. I was driving with the windows down, the radio up and a strange feeling of ambition.
Sitting at a stoplight, I picked up my phone and dialed.
It rang. Three times it rang.
“Hey Brook!” Ben, my trainer, answered with a smile.
I took a deep breath, let all the pride, anger, hurt and self-loathing free. I was ready to admit it.
“I need help.”
And so a new journey begins….