It was 10 p.m. on a weeknight, and like every night, he turned on the TV to hear the local news. He brought with him a bowl of cereal and sat on the couch to listen attentively to the anchorman give the news.
There had been a car accident on the freeway. They showed a video of a guy passing down a joint to a child. Bad news, bad news again. He had hoped that at least for that night, good news would make some headlines.
Just before he was about to turn off the TV, they showed a story about a man that committed suicide because depression had gotten the best out of him. The testimonies claimed the victim did not show any signs of him wanting to end with his life. Apparently, he was a normal guy that lived alone, had a decent job, family lived out-of-state, had close friends, and a girlfriend for years.
The report left him thinking about what might’ve gone wrong in the guy’s life. He couldn’t help but see a connection between the two, after all, he was a “normal” guy as well. He tried to think hard about what could’ve been the guy’s motives, but came up with none, which led him into questioning himself.
If I die tonight before the next sunrise, will everyone I encountered throughout my life have a positive thing to say about me? Will my family remember my birthday every year after I die? What impact will my passing away have on all those around me? Most importantly, will she always hold me close to her heart?
After minutes of trying to come up with the answers to those questions, he decided to make a vow to himself. He vowed to ask for help if there ever came a time in his life where all he could see was a dead-end in his life. With that, he finished the leftover milk in the bowl, turned off the TV, and headed to bed.