My Life Would Be Over, and It Would Look Like a Terrible Accident

Craig Stanland
4 min readSep 10, 2023

In recognition of National Suicide Awareness Month.

1989

It was a windy day; the rain was gentle yet steady. The first chill of autumn sat heavy in the air.

I stood looking at the damage the storm had done.

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Craig Stanland

I write about my journey from corporate success to federal prison and finding joy, mission, meaning, and fulfillment beyond professional and financial success.