INT. COMMUNITY CENTRE HALL - AFTERNOON

"Hi, my name is Jack and I am an addict."

Sitting in this environment was odd to me, really odd. There were people from all walks of life, some were simply stressed parents forced to alcohol by the pressures of daily life; whilst others were her under a court mandate rehabilitation program.

"I have been drug free for close to three years now, but felt that I needed to attend a session because earlier this week I nearly gave in to temptation again."

For the past three years I have been battling this particular demon on a daily basis, but every morning when I woke up and saw my beautiful wife and daughter I was reminded why I gave it all up.

"I make my money working as a professional wrestler and normally things aren't too bad but recently things have been piling up on me. I threw away my one chance to be World Champion due to flight problems, and before that I threw away numerous US Title chances."

Sounds a little pathetic when I sit here talking about, but the other night those seemed like legitimately reasons to turn back to drugs; the happiest I am have ever been may be now but I honestly felt I needed it, to take my mind of off failing at everything I have ever tried at in the WWA.

"Deep down I think I knew that it wasn't the answer but all my mind could thing of to help with the stress, the only thing I wanted as I sat in the arena for a house show was heroin."

I guess Chris MacBeth and my all of convenience Christian Heights have had more of an effect on me than I thought they would; because it was as I lay in the back having just warmed down from a house show match with Chris MacBeth that it dawned on me.

"Everytime I wrestle I give it my all, but it was two nights ago that it dawned on me that my all is never quite going to be good enough; I am always going to be second place; second place to everyone except in the hearts of my wife and daughter."

The only thing that stopped me going through with actively seeking out some heroin was thinking of holding Rachael and Samara in my arms; thinking about being the man that somebody depends on... thats what pulled me through.

"I owe my life to my wife, and for a brief moment I almost forgot how much all she went through with me when I was last on heroin; stealing stereos to fund my next hit, becoming distant from even her."

I am truly sorry, not for myself but for my family for almost betraying their trust in me.

"And I just need to come here to get that off my chest, I only hope that it can help someone else going through what I went through."