This is just the tip of the iceberg but in my youth I felt life was meant to be lived and believe me, very little stopped me. I'm fortunate in that I'm still here to tell you about them.
I think it’s nearly impossible to hear this story and not wonder what was going on in the minds of the other young people who did nothing to help another person in distress. What’s wrong with this picture?
What bugged me the most though was that along with the loss of what day it is, I lost track of any work accomplishments. I wasn't even sure I was getting anything done anymore.