Once I felt so sad
that I wanted to take
my own life, and I made
a plan to do it.
I was going to slit my wrists,
lay in the bathtub, and bleed out.
Something deep inside me said,
"No." That night was not my last.
I dialed the hotline and got
locked away for three days.
In those 72 hours, I understood
the most important aspect
of my life is love.
No matter what you never let go
of the people who mean the most to you.
I walked out a free man knowing the love
my mother has for me, and I will never forget that.