"Beautifully done by Miss Loste there"
Those who followed my career usually say my skating days ended when I was a teenager.
But I disagree, my career ended far earlier than my mother even cares to admit.
My parents were my biggest supporters, my micro managers, my biggest critics.
And the problem is, children are the best competitors in my field.
Insanely expensive for parents with the potential for a highly profitable reward.
And even the slightest mistake could destroy that, even at the age of eight.
In hindsight and years of therapy later, I'm not even sure I blame my parents for doping me in an attempt to keep a roof over our heads.
But I do blame them for turning me into a drug addict.
Coming soon...









