When I was a teenager, I was in a life-altering accident that through quick action and nothing I’ve been able to explain with anything other than sheer luck, I managed to survive.
A year to the day later, in an eerily similar accident, a childhood friend of mine was not so lucky.
This sent me into a spiral of depression and introspection as I questioned my very purpose – why was I still here when he was not? I couldn’t understand why his life was deemed complete when I was left to continue.
Above all, I was immensely and inconsolably sad.
This was the first death that truly affected me, and I’d had family members and friends die before he had.
It’s been over 25 years, and I remember the pain I felt from his loss like it was yesterday.
I made an eventual peace with it to live my life to its fullest and carry thoughts of him with me, as well as try to let a little bit of him live on in me.
Whenever I’m particularly funny, that’s totally his influence on me 🙂
Originally Posted: https://www.quora.com/What-is-the-saddest-or-most-unfortunate-true-story-of-your-life-yet
Originally Posted On: 2016-01-16