When We Met

Hi, I'm Daniel and I'm 27 years old and live in New York City. Yup, the Big Apple. Everybody makes a big deal out of it, but it's not that special.

After graduating from the NYU, I thought, the fun part of life is over, now I'll work for the rest of my life, get children, retire, and finally... Die. Yup, die. I was searching for a job, while getting depressed from the thought of not being free again. Ever. In my whole life, never again.
It came to a point where I had no energy at all anymore, didn't get out of bed, stopped searching for a job. Basically I stopped living. My situation was getting worse and worse, I was stuck in a vicious spiral. Nothing was going right.
One thing led to another, and I became suicidal. My depression was at its depression.