The abject heartache, the depression that moved in and settled over my consciousness, the self condemnation together were enough to make me consider takng a long walk into the lake, and since I never learned to swim, I felt this would be an effective way to end all of these ongoing troubles.
At one point, I woke up, not knowing where I was. My tongue was throbbing in pain. I had nearly bitten off the end of it. It was blackened and I could barely speak. I found I had emptied my bladder all over myself. Worse than that, I knew
