In 1989 I lost everything when I became psychotic with a life threating disorder (BPD) .My home, job, kids, marriage all disintegrated. I was walking on an invisible type rope waiting for the dreadful fall and 3 month with only sleep only in snitches. By the time I arrived at the hospital they asked me to count and I could not spit out the word one. My mind had be come a runaway train with no brakes. I had passed the line; yes insanity. Now my journey would start and lasted 6 years; walking in a dream state before reaching reality. This is when I met my creator.