1:16:08
For an entire decade, my kid stood watching
his father's life fall to shambles.
1:16:16
Once I was a king, his mother told him.
1:16:24
My character, persona and
professional abilities were now lost.
1:16:29
Each month, punches were hitting me harder
and harder from all directions.
1:16:34
The effects of public disgrace, the effects of
drugs and the effects of continued failure...
1:16:39
...never before experienced,
all but shriveled me into obscurity.
1:16:45
So deep was my depression...
1:16:48
...that I wanted to get into a car
and drive south one way.
1:16:52
Finally, I'd rid myself of the last
bastion of my dignity.
1:16:56
I sold my Woodland home
to a wealthy French industrialist.
1:17:02
The effect was that I all but
lost the will to function.
1:17:07
Nightmares were telling me
I would never leave there alive.
1:17:14
Then lightning struck, bad lightning.
1:17:20
I had nowhere to turn.
1:17:24
Fearing the worst, suicide...
1:17:28
...I looked for protection.
1:17:30
I committed myself to the Scripps
Memorial Hospital, a loony bin.
1:17:36
I was put behind bars and
stripped of all my belongings.
1:17:39
The claustrophobia alone shot my blood
pressure up over to the 200 mark.
1:17:44
Not wanting a DO A on their hands, the
nurses shoved sedatives down my throat...
1:17:48
...trying to calm me.
A horrible mistake, with no way out.
1:17:54
Is it safe?
1:17:55
I had to take control of the never-ending
bad dream that my life had become.