It's easier to go down the rabbit hole than it is to pull yourself out of it. And on the way up, you may stumble (literally). It took a helpless fall for me to take control of my own life -- and to speak up and fight for myself instead of sitting back and letting the drama floating around get the best of me.
On a Wednesday in late May, I brought my 11-month-old Mabel back inside from a walk. I had just received my wife's text message that she was on the Metro and I was in a hurry to get the baby dinner before we left to pick her up. As I was holding the frozen fish under the faucet, I heard a loud crash.