Running from DEMONS to Walking with CHRIST

One night coming home from work and the bar,I was particularly upset and found myself fighting with both depression, drunkenness and suicidal thoughts. It was late, and I was driving fast up the interstate hightway towards Fairfield. Suddenly I found myself rolling the pick-up truck on the highway. Miraculously, the truck landed on its wheels, and I was not seriously injured. But I became further despondent that now I had torn up my new pick-up truck. So I got off the highway at the next exit, drove fast to the bridge and tried to drive off the bridge onto the highway below. The truck smashed into the bridge but did not go over. Desperate, I climbed out the window and fell off the bridge onto the highway's shoulder below. The Demons were doing their best to try to take my life and my soul.