When I was a young boy, my father took me into the city to see a marching band. He said "son, when you grow up, will you be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned?" I felt really conflicted, because on one hand, I should obey my father, but on the other hand, Jesus is the Savior, and I can't take His place. After much thought and prayer, I realized that I'm just a man, I'm not a hero, but I'll carry on. I felt good inside. --Gerard, age 40, California
I just found out that my girlfriend is sleeping with another dude. Now they're going to bed and my stomach is sick and it's all in my head, but she's touching his chest now, he takes off her dress now, let me go. And I just can't look, it's killing me! I know I'm doing the right thing by not looking at naked ladies. --Brandon, age 36, Las Vegas
Du... du hast... du hast mich... und ich fühlte mich innerlich gut! (Obwohl Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein. Und ich bin Atheist.) --Till, age 55, Germany