When I was 21 years old, the worst thing in my life happened. The night before my boyfriends 22nd bday, he was killed by a drunk driver. We’d been together for 3.5 years & lived together. I’d recently moved back home due To us not getting along as well, but we were still together, just taking space. Anyway, I got a call at 2am from his mom yelling “why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me my baby was dead!?” I had no idea he was dead.
Its now 10 years later. I’m married, have beautiful kids, & am doing better than I ever thought. I went through a time when I was constantly drinking, I did pills occasionally, & self harmed. I was about to slit my wrist one day but heard my little brother outside my room, so I didn’t (he was 6). I didn’t want him to be the one to find me. I went through a time where I didn’t care what happened to me. I was just tired of Everything.
The point of my story is, be careful when you’re out. If someone has been drinking, don’t get in a car with them because it could be you. Don’t put your loved ones through that. And never give up hope. I had never felt so hopeless in my life, but I hung in there & I made it! I’m not who I was before this happened, I never will be, but I’m the best version of myself I can be. ❤️