How I got here.
I grew up without really knowing God — the most I had was believing He was out there somewhere. By high school I was already smoking and drinking, just trying to feel something. In 2019 I joined the Marines thinking it would give me direction. Instead it became some of the loneliest years of my life — surrounded by people every single day and still completely isolated inside.
I got out in 2023 sure things would get easier. They got harder. No direction, no plan, close to homeless, and I'd lost the closest friend I had. I kept vaping through all of it — seven years by the end. It built up until I had a plan to end my life. I'll say that plainly, because a lot of people get to that point and feel like they can't say it out loud.