After my marriage broke down Dec 21st 1995, I was locked out of my place. I had lost my family, had no work, and was homeless. The long, and short of it, I went back to the townhouse took a bunch of Ritalin. I went to a motel in Vernon B.C.
and overdosed. Fortunately I ended up in a hospital in Vancouver. I should of died the doctor told me. By the grace of God
I survived.
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Like you said… By the grace of God, you did survive. I’m glad you did. Life throws us many curve balls… Sometimes all hope seems lost… and then something happens to remind us that we’ll get through it.