David Senra

I met Julianne Phillips.

She was 24 years old, tall, blonde, educated, talented, a beautiful and charming young woman.

We hit it off and began seeing each other.

Six months into dating, I proposed and we were married.

Following our wedding, I was struck by a series of severe anxiety attacks.

I fought my way through with my doctor's help.

I tried to hide them as best as I could.

And that was a mistake.

I also had shades of my dad's paranoid delusions that scared me.

His dad is going to wind up being diagnosed later on as a paranoid schizophrenic.

And there's cases, this is also in the movie, but in the book, where his dad would just disappear.

And Bruce Springsteen is, again, world famous musician, has to fly across the country and like search the streets of San Francisco trying to locate his dad.

And again, we go back into things.

These are just things that people would not admit when they're happening.

He's in his mid-30s.

He's married now.

And his mind is playing tricks on him.

One evening while I sat across my beautiful wife in an upscale Los Angeles restaurant, a conversation formed silently inside my head.

There, as we politely chatted, hand in hand, a part of me tried to convince myself that she was simply using me to further her career.

Nothing could have been further from the truth.