"Blessed" with a Curse

I have a story to tell. A story about a young man who was tired of his life.
He was sick of the lonely nights. Sick of the constant regrets and sick of the 'curse'.

He was just sick in general.

So he did what seemed logical to him.

He stood on the edge of the old abandoned bridge, looking down at the cold water below him.
He closed his eyes and he jumped.

Of course, he would have died, right?

Wrong.

He lived to tell his story.
The young man who was "blessed" with a curse.

That young man...is me.

*Title credit goes to Bring Me The Horizon*