Hi, my name is Kenyala and as hard as it is for me to ask for help... here it is.

On Friday, May 30th, I attempted to take my own life. I drove my vehicle down an embankment and into Truman Lake—a feeling and action I can only describe as hopelessness, and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. Unbeknownst to me, but by the grace of God, there was a bystander who jumped into the water after me to get me out of my vehicle before it was too late. He succeeded, and I am safe. I was placed in the ER for two days following this incident and then an involuntary hospitalization for two days for observation.

I had a lot of time to reflect on my actions, the feelings that made that action a reality, and where I went wrong.

I know suicide is such a taboo topic, and I won’t argue with anyone about it being a selfish act. I’ve seen it now, firsthand. However, at the time, I was thinking about the peace I might’ve felt to end it and not the catastrophic pain I’d be leaving behind for my loved ones to navigate.

I have a road of healing ahead of me, which means continued care regarding therapy/counseling. I will have an egregious hospital bill as well as the repairs for my vehicle, which was pulled from the water.

I understand everyone has their own things going on, and even if you’re not able to give monetarily, a share and/or a prayer would work wonders and mean the world to me, personally. If you made it this far, I thank you.

I’ll leave you with this: check on your loved ones. Hug your loved ones. Make sure they know they’re loved. ❤️