The only way through this endless tunnel of suffering was to take each day as it came, one day at a time.

And now I have no choice but to face my past, to confront the raw memories stored and stamped in my spirit. The painful images play like a movie, one that breaks my heart, makes scream and cry - that empies me.

I know one thing for sure, that I'll never forget those torturous memories. I have to learn to live with them because nothing I do can change them. Acknowledging where I came from gives me the courage to tackle life.

Right now, I'm the happiest man in the world. My head is filled with projects, dreams and hopes. We're never too old to realize our dearest dreams. I'm living proof that we decide our own future. We just have to put our minds to it.

Through all this, my faith in something greater that all of us remained untouched. The creator, my spirit guides and the deceased whom I loved, helped me understand that the only one who had the final say over my life was me. I had to choose: either be happy or die sad. In reality, heaven never turns away; it's us that forget it's there. That is, help yourself and heaven will help you!

My whole life I've tried to spread love and forgiveness around me, and in my lowest moments, thanks to prayer and meditation, my spirit was fed and my will made stronger. Today, I reap the love I have for myself, which is perhaps the most important of all.

From the depths of my heart, I hope this book helps others, helps them confront themselves, their pasts, and the obstacles they'll face, whatever they may be.

And finally, I pray my words will open up and brighten the horizon for parents with a child like I was; a prisoner in their own skin. Never forget that your child only asks to be loved, unconditionally. Their cries for freedom.