My sister gifted me this key because I was extremely suicidal at the time, and I honestly could not come out of it. After she gifted the key, I promised I would never attempt my life. Shortly after, I ended up having my first attempt, and it landed me in the hospital and I was put in the psychiatric ward for 4 days.
Fast forward to today, I'm a million times better, and I'm genuinely happy until today one of my favorite clients told me he jumped off a bridge over the weekend and he was pronounced dead twice. I was horrified. I never expected a person like him to have felt the same way I did. Both of us ended up in the same hospital, in the same psychiatric ward. I wouldn't want to give my key to anyone other than him. He's a beautiful soul and I'm so glad he was revived. The world could use more people like him.