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Regained My Mental Health
In August of 2000, I was convinced that I was going to end up destitute and homeless, and decided that, quite literally, I would rather be dead. I got on a train and disappeared, on what was intended to be a one-way trip. I planned to write out the story of how I had ruined my life, and then end it. Three days later, and more than halfway across the country, the train went up into the Rockies, and I had a finger-of-G-d moment looking at the incredible landscape. I chose life! This was only the beginning of a long journey that involved regaining my lost health in several dimensions, freeing myself from a toxic life situation, and returning to a spiritual quest that I had more or less abandoned. Six years to the day, after getting on that train, I moved into a place that, for the first time in many years, was not just my address, but my home. And the quest continues...
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