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Bad times come to everyone, I know this doesn’t come as a surprise to you. I am sure that you have gone through hard times yourself, whether it is anything from a tragic accident happening to you, to losing someone who is close to you.

I recently lost someone who was very extremely special to me, I’ll tell you the story of how it all changed my life.

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On one day about well over a month ago, I was with my girlfriend. She’s always had depression, but on this day it was particularly bad. I tried to talk her out of the mood she was in, but she didn’t seem to be having any effect.

Eventually, she started saying things that were really scaring me. I called my sister over, and she came in an instant. We decided to all go to my sister’s apartment thinking a change of setting might help.

WorriedGirlAt my sister’s apartment, things started to look like they were getting better. My sister eventually headed to her bedroom for a nap. My girlfriend started singing some songs, it’s one of the things she loved to do. She had a beautiful voice, she was going to be famous one day.

The last song she sang was a particularly sad song, but it was beautiful nonetheless.

After that, she stepped towards the window. I joined her, but she told me she wanted to be alone for a moment so I sat down.

The next thing I saw, she quickly climbed out the window onto the ledge. I ran out to join her and saw her standing there on the edge, we were on the 8th floor. I yelled to her, I told her she wasn’t thinking right, but it didn’t seem to help. She inched herself closer and closer to the edge, and then she fell.

Things like this can seem to be unbearable, I know this did for me. Three later, I decided to take my own life.

I went out looking for a building, I eventually found a six-floor building that was in construction. I climbed to the top floor, said a prayer, then jumped. Everything went black before I hit the ground. The next thing I knew, I woke up in an ambulance.

I have been in the hospital for 45 days now, and my life has been completely changed. I am more grateful than I have ever been that I survived. I appreciate everything in a whole new way. I don’t have to be in the hospital for 45 days, I “get” to be in the hospital for 45 days.

Every second I spend in here, whether it’s in pain or in peace, is a gift. All the good times and all the bad times are times I get to spend on this earth, and I couldn’t be more grateful for that.

I never realized how many people cared about me until I almost died. Unfortunately, my girlfriend never got to see how many people really cared about her. If she could have seen how many people really cared about her, and how many people mourned her death, she might still be with us today.

Each person has more people that care about them than they could think. Sometimes it takes an experience as grave as what I went through to show someone how many people care about them, but it shouldn’t have to.

Life is a gift that each of us have been given. Every day you spend is a blessing, whether it’s a good day or a bad day. Life isn’t something that will happen forever, so make sure to enjoy it while you can.

Things will get hard, and you might really not enjoy them, but it’s important to enjoy all the beautiful things that make life what it is.

Things can get bad sometimes. Sometimes they can be unbearable, and sometimes you might want your life to end. All I can say from my experience is that life is a beautiful thing, and if you try to make it end, you might just succeed.

You never know who might be struggling with depression. Let the people you care about know that you care about them, it could save a life.

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