Addiction was the one opponent he couldn’t defeat.
Mixed martial arts is one of the world’s most violent sports. Two combatants climb into a cage and attempt to pummel one another into submission using almost any fighting style they choose. Unlike boxing, which is governed by strict rules, fighters in MMA matches can hit and kick almost any part of their opponent’s body, twist arms behind backs, throw opponents to the mat and force a concession by contorting limbs into painful positions or using chokeholds. MMA fighters are injured more than four times as often as amateur boxers. From 2007 to 2017, six fighters died.
I was an MMA fighter for six years, and I loved it. I had a lot of anger, and I used that anger to dominate opponents. In the ring, my wreck of personal life (and believe me, it was a huge wreck) no longer mattered. I had one focus: to survive and conquer. I was in control. I was the victor.
Then, three years ago, it all fell apart. I was so addicted to the drugs I used to numb the pain of injuries, I couldn’t even fight. I lost my job at an MMA gym. I was homeless, sleeping in a drug dealer’s house and making deliveries for him to pay for my opioid habit. I used to be cut—five foot seven, 155 pounds— but I wasted away to 119 pounds.
My parents wouldn’t let me stay at their house because I’d robbed them. They only agreed to take in my beloved dog, Leonidas, after it became painfully obvious I couldn’t care for him.
One night, desperate, I climbed over Mom and Dad’s back fence and collapsed in their garden shed. They found me the next morning, passed out. It was four days before Christmas.
All my life, I’d been a fighter. I thought I could fight my way out of anything. Even addiction.
Where did all that fighting get me? To the brink of death. I was 25 years old, and I had no more fight left. I just wanted it all to be over.
This story is from the May 2019 edition of Guideposts.
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