- I have overdosed on drugs on three occasions
where I should have been dead.
(gentle instrumental music)
But, I believe I was kept here for a reason.
You show me your friends, I will show you your future.
How do I know this?
I hung out with losers and I became the biggest loser
of them all because I gave up everything
I dreamt about as a little boy
because of who I choose to surround myself with.
My friends would drive me home
at two, three, four in the morning.
We'd be drunk and high, laughing in the car.
We'd pull in front of my house, and you know,
they'd go, "Marc, Marc, the light's on."
I go, "Oh, man, my mother's up."
See, my mom wouldn't go to bed until she knew
her son was still alive.
I'd walk in, she'd say, "Hi, Marc.
"How was your night?"
I'd go, "It was good, Mom.
"I'm just going to go to bed."
She goes, "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
I go, "Mom, I'm tired.
"I'm just going to go to bed."
She goes, "Marc, I haven't seen you all day and all night.
"Can I please talk to you?"
I said, "Man, just leave me alone.
"You bug me."
I'd slam my bedroom door on the one person
who believed in me.
I was on a worldwide tour
and we were wrestling overseas in Japan.
After my wrestling match, I went upstairs
to my hotel room and I fell asleep.
There was a knock at my door
at three o'clock in the morning.
I got out of bed and I looked through the safety window
and I could see it was a Japanese promoter.
So, I opened the door and he said,
"Marc, you need to call home.
"There's been an emergency."
I went and got on the hotel phone.
I called back to the United States.
I said, "Hey, what's going on?"
They said, "Marc, I don't know how to tell you this."
I said, "Just tell me what happened."
And somebody started crying and they go,
"Marc, I can't tell you."
I said, "Just say it."
They said, "Marc, your mother died."
I just threw the phone down.
I ran out of my hotel room.
I took the elevator to the lobby
and when the doors opened up,
I just ran out into the street.
I mean, there was no cars.
There was no people.
It was three o'clock in the morning.
And I walked down the middle of the street
in Hiroshima, Japan and I remember looking up
and just saying, "Mom, I am so sorry."
I flew home for her funeral and I was so nervous
to walk up to her casket so I just stood way in the back.
And I kept looking from a distance.
I kept thinking to myself, "Mom, please wake up.
"Please get up."
And then, I finally got the nerve
to walk up to her, and as I got closer,
I could see my mom for the first time.
I mean, she was so beautiful.
She was dressed in white.
I mean, she looked like an angel.
And I just stood over her and I said,
"Mom, you are my hero.
"Everything I am, everything I hope to be
"was 'cause of you.
"You loved me so much, you gave me a life.
"You're the only one that ever believed in me."
How'd I repay her?
By getting drunk, by gettin' high, by gettin' stupid,
by hangin' out with losers.
For what?
All she ever wanted to do was talk to me.
I wish I could talk to you now, Mom.
I wish you could see what I'm doin'.
Why couldn't I have been a better son?
We are defined by our choices,
but if you surround yourself with people
involved in drugs and alcohol and pills,
it's a dead end.
I'm not here to preach to you.
I'm here to tell you I lived that life.
It leads to broken hearts, broken relationships,
broken dreams and death.
For what, to get high?
If you have a mother or a father,
when you go home, tell 'em how much you love 'em.
See, my whole life was about bein' rich and famous.
I had to be a millionaire.
I had to win the race.
I had to win the race at the expense of my marriage,
my family, my friends.
For what, to be all alone in the world?
I learned what is truly important,
and that is how precious this gift of life is,
and our families and how quickly it can be taken away.
See, I no longer live in time.
I live in moments.
See, it's not what's in your pocket that matters.
It's what's in your heart that truly matters.
Love, love is just a word until somebody comes along
and gives it meaning.
You, you're the meaning.