Tony was a lost and confused 22 year old in his senior year of college, he says.
He was deeply depressed and didn’t know how to get out of it. Of course, alcohol was
an easy and convenient way, and available wherever he went.
“One night, my roommate and I had a party,” Tony says. “My younger brother and
sister drove up from our hometown to come as well. It was late into the night and I
was pretty intoxicated—it had become almost a ritual for me to get drunk and then
think even more about the pain I was trying to make go away. This would result in me
crying to whomever was around. Tonight was no different and I was talking to my
Eventually Tony went to the bathroom. While in there, he noticed an almost-full
bottle of prescription painkillers. He remembered them. He had used them
temporarily after knee surgery. “Being young and intoxicated, a deadly combination
for impulsiveness, I decided right then and there to end my life,” Tony says. He
swallowed every pill, and then sat on the floor, waiting. Suddenly a moment of
clarity came over him. It’s like when you’re sitting in a dark room on a cloudy day
and the sun breaks through the clouds and the room just lights up. This is how I
felt and I suddenly realized that I wasn’t ready to die…I wasn’t ready to leave my
family and I wanted to fight this rather then end it.”
Chaos reigned as someone called an ambulance, and Tony was taken out of his
apartment on a stretcher, in front of his shocked siblings.
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