Hello my name is Benjamin and I live in Houston TX, the introduction said let it all out so here I go. On April 15 2012 my best friend Sam and I were on my motorcycle on a two lane road, he was on the back I was driving (letting him feel the power and the wind hoping he'd buy one). We were going 70/75 and there was a truck coming in front of us, before you know it a camaro decides to pass. At that moment I remember Sam saying "o shit" and me seeing the drivers head light at my left foot, then sky ground sky ground because we were flipping through the air. There were to culverts in the ditch for someone's drive way, I went through one Sam hit the center. Woke up staring at blades of grass like it was something from a movie, moved my arms and rolled over then decided to stand. Figured my left leg was broke when pain shot from it, crawled out of the water and noticed my left leg was amputated from knee down. Said to my self "mother f*cker" and realized if I was like this how was he, crawled between 10/12 foot and found him on the other side of the drive way mangled. We flew over 90 feet and my motorcycle was torn in two, then the police, fire, and ems should up. I was awake and aware the whole time, I remember getting my pants cut off to the touruqiet and even asking the ems if my Pecker was there. Went blind for about 20 mins from blood loss, you've never been cold with no blood in your body on an ambulance, thought I was having a seizure. I was calm the whole time until life flight came because I heard them say "they have to ride together or this one want make it" (Sam). Remember them with a blue bag for oxygen the whole ride and the last time I saw him he was getting pushed into the hospital. Hospital for almost 2 months, 18 surgeries and of course they put my room right next to the life flight landing area and I could see it land every other day. Well got out learned how to walk with my prosthetic and then I was charged with manslaughter. When through court signed 8 years probation, was gonna try trial but ex fiancé was pregnant and we bought a house. Then I became an alcoholic, wasn't able to smoke marijuana do to conditions of probation so I started drinking. Well you can't drink on probation either, they can test up to 100 hours. Found it in my system twice in aug and sep and put me in county for 30 days. Didn't know how to deal with ptsd and I was keeping things to myself and was drinking, it made my fiancé leave me because I pushed her away. We are going through the separation now and are friends and we have 2 beautiful children, Samuel my son 3 and our daughter Charlee 1. Never was a big talker about my problems, but after county and almost going to prison I've learned to speak out. Took me long enough and my fiancé. I'm 28 years, the accident was 3 days before my birthday and round 10 before my older brother wedding. Well there it is, excited about the forum. You can ask me anything, thank you