ā¦I almost killed myself
I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I donāt know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter āHold on ā he yelled to a coworker.
I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says āI made it a largeā.
That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I⦠Iām alive. Iāll make it through.
Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.
Thank you man at McDonalds.
The milkshake saved my life
I hope you all can read this and remember to be kind
The smallest of gestures can save a life. My Mum answered her phone when I called and I am alive today because of that.
Iām glad youāre here.
Itās a phone call, a milkshake, a friend.
I feel like I shouldnāt keep reblogging this but when I do more people see what kindness can doā¦. I donāt know. Love everyone as yourself.
Nah, keep rebloging it. It gives hope.



















