Why didn't you believe me?

Preface

Sometimes in life we don't get dealt the best hand, sometimes it feels like giving up is the only thing we can do. Fact is, we are all dying, the second we are born, we begin to die. Some die quicker than others, some chose their own deaths and some fight until they cannot fight anymore.

On too many occasions I tried to chose my own death and although at the time it felt like the only way, I now realise I had so much more to live for. If however I had been successful on any of the occasions, I would not be here to enjoy my life now.

I have a lovely home, a gorgeous wife and two beautiful children. These three people are my reason to breath, my reason to live and my reason to keep fighting on even when things get tough and I feel like giving up all hope, I look to them and I am strong enough to fight once more.

I am now ready to share my story in the hope it will help other people win the fight against their own inner demons.

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30th December 1995 a baby girl was born, who, after many years trying, was a miracle birth to her parents. They loved their daughter so much and couldn't wait to see what their new life as a family would bring.

Sadly, this little baby was born with a defect, only problem with that is that is was impossible to detect at such a young age. Only a certain amount of trauma would bring this defect into view but how much would this poor little child have to endure in order for this to be the case?

Well, as I am me, I have the answer for you...

This is my story.