“I sunk into a hole for months. I cried nightly, I isolated myself from all my friends and family, I used training to console my grief until it turned into self-punishment, and above all, I hated myself…”
On the 13th November 2019, I swallowed several handfuls of pills in attempt to end my life. But before you read on, I want to let you know that this is a story of hope. If you are looking for a sign to hold on today, this is it. It’s not time to give up.
I was shocked, confused, and above all, angry that I didn’t recognize the signs well enough to see it coming. A scholar and collegiate athlete, from the outside looking in, my friend looked as normal and as healthy as anyone…
I never saw this coming. This lifelong friend of mine had succeeded in all areas of his life and seemingly on track to achieve great things. He was the last person I would have suspected to be questioning his own life.