Breathing underwater
I grew up in Montana in a upper middle class family my parents worked and made decent money we never struggled much I was Smart kid w ADHD&insomnia I always wished my life was more eventful well I got my wish I was woken up by my uncle telling me my mother had died in a car wreck and my dad was in icu after this I become depressed my dad is still alive today … when my mom died I was partying ever night sneaking out smoking weed then I started getting wilder getting drunk not caring I was popping pills doing drugs instead of spending my money on food and necessities I don’t know what set me off but one night I grabbed my single shot marlin 22 I put it under my chin a pulled the trigger I don’t know what happened after I have no recollection I am almost certain it was at night maybe 12-3 am I have been told the only reason I am alive is because my dog…. my grandma came to check on me to eat breakfast like we agreed appon she was about to leave but my dog would not stop barking she went to see what was happening she went to my room and it was covered in blood I had a white down comforter and it was almost pure red now they called 9-11 and I was airushed to a hospital I was in a coma for about a week before a started waking up so they put me in a induced coma for 3 more weeks I was on enough painkillers to kill multiple horses not to menatiom anything else I was given I remeber having wild unexplainable dreams when I was waking up I would slap nurses on their but and they giggled … they must’ve felt bad for me one of the worst parts is I don’t even rember celebrating my birthday I was so medicated my favorite restaurant is red lobster I ordered crab n coke I couldn’t even drink the coke i had to re learn everything I was a freshman being held up in the shower by a grown man I couldn’t walk on my own I went through therapy in the hospital I couldn’t even eat anything hostpial slush … my journey wasn’t my summer was spent in a neuro rehab doing therapy