I was having thoughts of suicide when the Corona Crisis hit. I lost my job. I lost my apartment. I was stuck in Philadelphia and felt like there was nothing to live for. I went to a Crisis center and was let out but still felt like there was nothing to live for. I walked to The Hilton on Penn’s Landing. I was still dressed in a hospital gown. There, I met a man that gave me a whole pack of cigarettes. Another man, let me shower in his hotel room. He bought me a tooth brush and a few other things I needed and allowed me to use his hotel room to call my mom. I cried on the phone with her. She was so happy to hear my voice and know that I was safe. I went to the hotel lobby of the Hilton and saw a few fliers for “Hope Fence”. It was right outside so I checked it out. I bumped into the guy that gave me the cigarettes earlier that day. He was kind enough to invite me into his house right across the Ben Franklin bridge. We called my mom again. I finally felt like I had a reason to live. People were being kind to me again. The crisis wasn’t as bad as it was before. The sun was out and I felt alive. I thought to myself, what a cool idea. I’ll have to get a lock and share my story. I thought it would be cool if I just left my journal and let people read about the troubles I went through and now the hope that I have again. After that day, I found myself struggling again and I went to The Hilton on Penn’s Landing and they were kind enough to help me get to a hospital safely. I’d like to thank the people that work at The Hilton and the police officers that talked to me and helped me get the help I needed. Today, I am so happy to be alive and hope that my story will help someone who is struggling one day. I hope to be an inspiration to somebody someday.