Who is one stranger you remember to this day?

I was about to kill myself when a stranger sat me down and talked to me about perspective. Not having felt good didn't mean the feeling wasn't out there. I would die anyway, someday. Something good might be out there. It might not. I would never know if I died here. I might if I kept going. He gave 14 year old me a cigarette said I could be self destructive and made me promise to at least kill myself slower.

Ten years later I kicked my depression, and I found out how to be happy. Not just content, actually happy. This man's words gave me patience to die later, and now I have a wish to do so. I quit smoking, began working out and eat right.

I don't know who he is, never saw him again. All I know is that he is Romanian.

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