I remember the day it happened. The day it clicked in my head. Finally, something I had control over. While in the midst of my chaotic world back in 2008 during the full force of false child abuse allegations, DHS Child Protective Services investigations, two child custody disputes, dealing with my ex-wife, the public attacks of current wife’s ex-husband and his wife, the stress from work and graduate school and all of their tolls taken on my relationships, I was past the point of feeling controlled. I was controlled.