And that’s why my main message to anyone reading this in the hockey community is this: I know that mental health is not an easy topic to discuss, and I know better than anyone that hockey players will do anything in their power to hide their feelings. But we need to do a better job of saying something when somebody is clearly struggling
So I have a final message, and it’s for anyone who is reading this who can relate to what I was going through.
When I was going 140 miles an hour, about to drive my car off a cliff, I could not see my future. I could see nothing except for my own dark thoughts. I could not see all the beautiful moments that I have now, that I would have missed out on.
I would have missed out on the birth of my children.
I would have missed lacing up my son’s skates for the first time.
I would have missed listening to my oldest daughter’s beautiful voice when she plays her guitar.
I would have missed seeing my youngest daughter prance onstage in The Nutcracker. I would have missed her waving to me in the crowd.
All those wonderful things … gone.
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