The darkest of my days reached their peak when I hit rock bottom and became suicidal, a moment of reckoning that forced me to confront the harsh realities of my existence. Yet, beneath the veneer of despair, a ray of light flickered and refused to be extinguished. Like a soldier armed for battle, this provided and served as a guide for strength and perseverance, qualities that would prove indispensable as I confronted my demons head-on. I gained some clarity as I trudged on my path to recovery and cried out for God’s help. He served as my Beacon of Hope guiding me toward love and healing. Each step forward was a triumph over the darkness that tried to consume me and the light I thought had nearly extinguished was ignited growing brighter and brighter. Today, I stand as a testament to the power of God-given resilience against my once-defeated human spirit. Healing is possible no matter how far gone or unworthy you may feel. Through God’s loving and merciful power, I have been redeemed, I have been given a new life and a Divine assignment. I am blessed to be a servant and source of inspiration for others seeking their paths to recovery and everlasting freedom.