There’s no failure like failing as a father, a son, a husband, and as a man. Before I came to Union Rescue Mission in July 2020, I was a wreck. I didn’t know if I was coming or going. My spouse had kicked me out of the house. My kids and my dad didn’t trust me. I was living on the streets, drinking so much I thought I’d die—and a part of me wanted to. I had to change. I spent much of my early childhood watching my mother slowly die of cancer. After she died when I was 10, I grew rebellious.”