I felt worthless. Alone. I was depressed and bitter. I was in a dark tunnel that had no light at the end, I was going under, further and further, drifting away … I was on the streets, no home, no family, no care. And when things got so out of hand and the situation became too hard for me to bear, suicidal thoughts filled my mind. Despair. Gloom. A life of failure. Why carry on?

Then something happened; a slow painful journey of healing began. Kol Bonaich picked me up and told me they care. That was the message I needed to hear. Their true concern and love were evident every step of the way. The calls they made to check up on me, their help with renewing ties with my estranged family, the endless opportunities they gave me, allowing me to  spend time with other struggling young adults. I felt their hug every step of the way.