"I have PTSD and Bipolar Disorder, and I've been fighting this battle for ten years," he begins. "I've sought help, I've called the hotlines, I've been on meds, I've been in hospitals, I really did give it my all. Tonight, I'm going to OD on meds and finally be at peace."
He continues on in his post about how his wife is leaving him, how he believes he's a bad role model for his kids and does not want to hurt his family any longer.
Thankfully, he didn't go through with it after reading this response from another Marine, who nearly ended his life years ago due to PTSD and hitting "rock bottom." What he said moved me to tears
"Look man I dunno if this shit will mean anything to you. I wrote this a couple years ago, when I first crested the hill out of my own hell. I don't know you but I hope to hell you're on your way up and out. This shits long AF but the TLDR is this: if you think no one cares, you're wrong. Look at this list of people commenting. Every one of us cares. And those of us that have been in that dark place are remembering it with you right now. We're here for you brother.
I'm not here for sympathy. I'm not here for accolades or attaboys or any of that shit. I'm sitting here writing this because 22 a day is atrocious. I'm writing this because one day not too long ago, I was almost one of the 22. I'm writing this because I want you to stop before you become one of the 22. I'm writing this because someone, somewhere, loves you. I can say that, because I love you,