Was driving home one night and I wrecked. Went off the road, flipped multiple times, and landed upside down in the woods. Walked away with a small scratch from the seatbelt on my hip. Now, sure, the seatbelt definitely helped save my life. But let me tell you about my truck

I didn't fit in my truck. The steering wheel was practically at my chest, and I could activate the turn signal with my knee (which sometimes happened on accident). It was an older truck and had no airbags. The glove compartment broke and was being held together with a screwdriver. There was also a large rock from bible camp the past summer. Numerous things that could've smacked into me but didn't. Now let me tell you about the aftermath

The biggest thing was that the cab was pretty much unscathed. The windshield broke, but didn't shatter into the cab. There were HUGE dents from where I hit trees 6 inches in front of and behind the driver's side door. But let me tell you about the biggest part

This is the part that I considered using a throwaway for. The part that I never told anybody. The cause of my wreck was speeding (80 in a 55). But that's because I was an emotional wreck and driving fast always made me feel better. The thing is, I wasn't planning on going home that night. I had planned to go by the road I was supposed to turn onto, and keep driving down the road I was on. The road where many people have crashed and died just a couple miles from where I wrecked. And in that moment, I thought maybe that was better than everything I was going through. I had gone faster than 80 in the spot I wrecked before. I firmly believe that God intended for me to wreck there in order to keep me from dying that night. But he made sure I was unharmed in the process.