Meet him , he is a guy. He was so fucked up that time that he didn't even know what he was thinking about. He was restless , hittin up his head on walls out of anxiety, he couldn't make any sense of what he was listening, reading.. It seemed like his mind just stopped working for that time. He was drowning and then he begged to god, he begged to god to get him out of that hell and god helped him, it was a different power that he felt around him which couldn't be explained in words, all he remembers is that he prayed and Now he's doing well and working on his mental health. Peace, serenity are his friends now. He is me.