Thanks for the tag and the beautiful story. What jumps out for me is your line about "holding her making her feel loved." You did a beautiful generous thing for her. Maybe that's part of how we recover from our own brokenness. We do this for each other. Misty-eyed in Miami airport.
I've been broken. I've been healed by the transformative power of love, the possibility of hope even in a dark time. Another thing that strikes me about your story is the sudden transition from darkness to possibility. That's how it happens. One minute you're on a bridge: the next you're finding a sense of Oneness with another sentient being. Finally all through your journey, the highs and the lows, you've understood this: Stories happen to those who can tell them. I always felt that even during your saddest times, you had a sense of the narrative possibilities, so you crafted a story out of the darkness and shared it with us out here in the Hubskiverse. Sharing it helps you carry it a little more lightly.