Woody Paige: “I figured out the details while laying on the sofa staring at the ceiling for hours, as I did daily, and swallowing the pills a prominent Denver psychiatrist had prescribed over a period of months — Prozac, Ritalin, Xanax, Valium, Ambien and Zoloft — and swilling Jack Daniel’s. I had everything to live for, but wanted nothing more than to die. I was suffering from deep depression.” [Denver Post]
This one actually hurts to watch.
Statistical projections are not as high…
Another sad wrestling story.
That’s why he’s jerk-ish.
Somebody has to work in this family.
An early #DeadlineDay highlight.