Heart attack came about from three separate events that all had the same effect on me more or less. I’d really hurt the girl I was seeing in the months she was away, and I went to her house to talk through everything. I realized pretty quickly it wasn’t going to be a favorable discussion though, she’d made up her mind and I wasn’t in any place to try to convince her otherwise, so I left with my eyes full of water and cried in the car for the better part of an hour. Weeks went by without seeing her, but then I eventually did at a friends birthday and it was like getting sledge hammered in the chest. I’d started seeing someone else around that time, which in hindsight was really irresponsible ...