It was a long time ago, the culmination of a lot of things gone wrong and, at 19, the arrogance of youth to feel that there was no reason for continued existence.
Within 7 months of that fateful day I had met my soul mate and my world righted so much that I've never ventured into that dark tunnel since. It truly broke me, but the person who rose from the pieces loves life and I'm grateful every day that I'm still breathing.
I wish the old gentleman a better 2017.
And when Mossy said "sister", I think she meant me because I'm female. But I don't object to being called bro LOL. We are all part of the brotherhood/sisterhood/personhood of humanity, right?