Truly revolutionary. But October 29, 2011 is a year I will never forget, a day I will never forget, a moment I will genuinely never forget. And I call this my marking moment. I think sometimes people have these marking moments in their story, where they can recollect 20 years, 30 years, 40 years from now. And I think the beauty of the work that we do with the Hope Booth is that we're creating marking moments for people. And the same way, I had a marking moment that revolutionized my life for believing that people will have those same marking moments. And mine was October 29, 2011, I'll never forget. I remember. This was after my sophomore year, struggling so much with anxiety and crippling depression. I never told my parents anything that I was experiencing. I didn't talk about I was very reserved kid, for the most part, really good at putting on a mask and just faking it till I've made it. And this was the timing of my life where I felt like I couldn't make it anymore. I was experiencing some bullying, I was experiencing some racism. I was experiencing just the intensity of our upbringing and our living situation in general. And I remember crying myself to sleep every single night for about a year, and nobody knew. Gloria was always the tough girl, the strong girl, the one that was compassionate for other people but no one ever recognized that behind all of the armor that I was wearing was just a small girl that needed to be seen. I felt invisible more times than not. And so I remember, on this particular day, I had a plan to end my life. I was over it. I didn't want to continue living. And you know, I think this is very true for most people who experience suicidal ideation. No one actually ever wants to end their life. What people want to end is the pain that they're going through. And that was my story. I didn't want to actually end my life. I wanted to end the pain, and I also wanted to know that people thought I was worth fighting for. And so I remember on this particular day, going to a youth gathering, kind of like a D Now, if you will, where it was like a local church that was hosting this event. We all had to come, and I had no choices. My parents were like, you're going. And my parents are also Nigerian, so no, is not really a response in our family. And so I ended up going to this gathering, and I packed with me everything I planned to use to end my life that night, and I remember sitting in the auditorium as they had music going on in the gathering, and I prayed a very simple prayer, and I just said, God, if you are real, would you encounter me? I didn't know what that meant. I hear this concept of faith the size of a mustard seed very often. That's all you need. I don't know if you've ever seen what a mustard seed looks like, but it's pretty microscopic. It's very, very small, teeny, tiny. So I would say that prayer was my mustard seed that night. And even even beyond having that faith, I still had a lot of doubt that there was no way that this supposed God of the universe was going to intersect my story. There's so many other things to worry about. There's so many other people to worry about. There's so many other things to do. Who is Gloria Umanah that there would be a moment of an encounter on this particular day. So I remember time starts going by, and during this timing, this is the timing of Twitter, like really making its its entrance into the world, and cyberbullying was at its all time high. I was getting messages from people that I thought were my friends that were telling me, man, Gloria, you suck. Your life sucks like you shouldn't continue here. I mean, the bullying was pretty intense, all sorts of really negative, harmful, hurtful things. And I thought to myself in that moment, if my presence isn't appreciated, perhaps my absence will be, and so I grabbed with me everything that I intended to use to end my life. As I walked towards the exit of the auditorium, I got all the way to the door in the back of the room, put my hand on the door, and the person who was leading the room in that worship gathering said, there's someone in this room who's getting ready to take their life. God wants to encounter you. And I'm sitting here at the door and I'm I'm like, what on earth? Like, no way. This is not real. This can't be real. And suddenly all of the possible lies that could come to my mind were coming to my mind, like people can't know that I'm struggling with this, like I'm a pastor's kid. If they find out, they're gonna make more fun of me. I can't handle any more shame, I can't handle any more condemnation, and I just began to feel overwhelmed and overcome, even with the concept and the idea of people knowing that this is what I was struggling with. Even though there was this opportunity of hope that was standing right before me, there was still a fear right there in that moment. And I remember just thinking these things, and the person leading the room says, I know right now, your head is probably full of lies. What are people going to think about me? What are people going to say? He said, well, if that's you, I want you to know your encounter for hope is here today. I remember hearing that, and I'm thinking to myself, is this actually the encounter that I just possibly prayed for that my heart has been yearning for every night that I cried myself to sleep. This is the hope that I have been wanting. And so I'm standing there and he says, If that's you on the count of three, I want you to put your hand up. There's about 800 people, all high schoolers, in the room, and I am nervous. I'm thinking to myself, I put my hand up, my friends, everyone's gonna know. But I thought to myself, I think hope is worth it at this point. And so he counts. He starts his countdown. He says, one, don't be afraid. Two, this is your moment. Three, and I shoot my hand up in the air. When I shoot my hand up in the air, I looked around the room and was stunned by what I saw. I could not believe the amount of hands that went up in the air, of people who were prepared to take their life on that particular night, who would not have encountered hope if it wasn't for that man who felt that divine mandate to actually give people hope in a moment. And so that's why I talk about the power of marking moments. He may have felt like that wasn't even that crazy to have said, hey, If this is you put your hand up. Like does putting your hand up solve everything? Absolutely not. But what it did in that very moment was truly show me that I was not alone. I think I hear that phrase. Often like, Oh, you're not alone. There's other people who are struggling and fighting, but for me to actually have seen that with my own two eyes, in a moment of pain, in a moment of genuine hopelessness, that's when I realized, oh, I really am not alone. And that was a marking moment in my story, because I would say I am alive here today because of the hope that I experienced on October 29, 2011, and that has catapulted my greatest desire and joy in doing the work of Hope Booth. I don't do this just because I think it's cool. I do this because I know it can change lives. It changed my life. And so now I want to do everything possible to make hope accessible for people, to help provide people a pathway and next step in their journey and their story. So those who felt like I did, who felt invisible, who felt like their life wasn't worthy, didn't matter that. It didn't matter if they didn't have enough finances, or if they didn't have enough resources, or if they didn't have the courage to talk to someone, they would have the ability to still encounter help regardless. And so I'm just honored and excited to get to do this work, honored and excited to get to live this life and to live this story as hard as it was, I would go back and do it again, just for the sake of being able to stand here today and stand on business and say, I know the power of hope.