Ten seconds was how long it took for me to change my life. It also was how long it took for my life to almost end. I was in a choke-hold at the time, roughly about midnight, somewhere on Piccadilly Circus in London. I’d been in the hold for ten seconds and was nearing black-out with blows raining down on me when I realised something important.
I'm too weak, and I'm not in control. Assuming I survive I'm never again getting back in a situation where I make this realisation. - Me