I haven’t announced them. There’s still a couple people that need to vote we should know by game time 

Hi, 
I have an honest question for you. Since returning to the Ojai Valley I’ve had some moments where memories flood back and hit like a tsunami—it’s taken my breath away more than once. This has me reflecting and finding unknowns.

What changed for you from going to therapy sessions together with your therapist, to you mentally getting to ‘done?’

There’s a gap in understanding there for me. One side you wanted to go talk about it, then all of a sudden not and I have no idea as to why? Or where the failure was?

I went to Colorado to give you the space you asked for. I feel I gave you everything you ever asked through all our years, and always worked hard to be better after each and every time I was being human.

I had a mental illness—depression—running my mind and body late ’19 until I had returned last summer in ’23. It was a consistent path down multiple dark nights of the soul.

The depression wants me to suffer, over and over, deeper and deeper. It was and is unrelenting. I have it in check with proper therapies, and I’m sober. Even though drinking would numb the immediate emotional and mental pain, the morning after it was fuel for depression making it FAR worse, FAR darker, just severe.

I want to apologize for my depression, and that feels weird to me. Its like apologizing because I had some other serious bodily illness. People don’t usually apologize for their illnesses affect on others, but I am.

I AM SO SO SO SORRY for all the pain, fear, misery, frustration, unsaid conversations, and unshared feelings, hopes and dreams. I failed you and was in that moment incapable of overcoming the grip depression had on my heart and mind.