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Trying to climb down a steep tall ladder while holding a water bottle. All I could think while I was falling was "so this is how it ends." A depressed but euphoric part of my brain thought it was good because then I'd be with my Joe again.

Then a voice in my head said, "It doesn't count if you don't fight it." I gritted my teeth and reached out my hands and caught the railing just in time to right myself. I hit the cement pretty hard—feet first.

Sounds dramatic but that shit really happened. Never went to a doctor because I thought I was fine. Days later I realized I was still in pain. Have had intermittent pelvic pain ever since.

That experience gets zero out of five stars. Would not recommend to anyone.