Brennan Ward sat on a bed in his hotel room halfway across the world and cried. He was out of options, so he picked up the phone and called one of the people he could trust most – his father. “I feel like sh*t,” Ward said. The conversation went on for a while before it was time for another consultation. Ward was going through his lifelines
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