This Biker Sat With Me on a Bridge for Six Hours When I Was Going to Jump…What He Did Instead Saved My Life

People have asked me hundreds of times what I remember most clearly about that morning.

They expect me to say the flashing lights.

Or my mother’s voice.

Or the cold wind.

But that’s not what comes back to me.

What I remember most is the strange calmness of the man sitting beside me.

He wasn’t looking at me like I was a problem he needed to solve.