I reflect back to when I was 19 years old and I made the decision to go to treatment. I told my mom I needed a couple of weeks. Whether it was something deeper inside me saying I need to let go of people, or the fear of I'm changing — who am I going to be when I get out — I have no idea what the truth is behind that. Probably a combination of all of it. I'm getting emotional just saying it. Which tells me I'm talking about the right thing. Because that is very similar to righ