Death

For a number of military and day to day life related reasons I suffered with depression for many years. Every so often I even considered death. At rock bottom my daughter caught me with a pistol in mouth and tears in my eyes all alone in the basement. To this day I know if she had not walked in, that would have been my last day.

My wife and daughter convinced me to seek some professional help. As an old Soldier I always though mental help was for the weak. I learned after many sessions it's not about being weak, it's about being sick and needing help and help is available.

Get some help brother. If not for yourself, do it for those who love you. Life is so short and so precious. Enjoy every minute of it. When your time comes, God will call you home. Until then, enjoy this side of life.