Trigger warning: this post addresses mental health and suicide.
This is very sad and hits home.
Marshawn attended my first alma mater, Western Michigan University, and was from Grand Rapids.
We donât get many pro-level players at WMU, so I followed his career with interest.
From the outside, he seemed on top of the world.
His rookie contract at age 23 was just shy of $7 million.
He had a beautiful girlfriend and scored his first NFL touchdown a few nights ago.
Then, thisâŚ
The details are awful: a welfare check, a police chase, fleeing on foot, a goodbye text, and a graphic, disturbing ending.
Why did this happen?
How did this happen?
What the hell?
He was an NFL player with all the resources and help in the world at his fingertips.
Mental health is real and serious.
At nearly 40, I know now what I didnât at Marshawnâs age, 24.
Life and the world will eventually get you.
Thereâs no way around it. At some point, youâll find yourself in a dark place.
Most of you reading this are entrepreneurs, parents, middle-aged.
Youâre fighting every day to avoid burnout and stay afloat in business, family, and life.
When your day comes, and itâs coming, no one can save you if you donât invite help.
You wonât find your way out alone.
Donât run from help. Run to it.
If Marshawn had turned around and embraced those cops instead of running.
If he had answered his girlfriendâs calls instead of silencing them.
If he had called the national suicide hotline.
Heâd be here right now.
This is a reminder for everyone reading this.
If life could get someone like Marshawn, who had everything going and every resource at his disposal, it can get any of us.
When your day comes, remember:
Itâs not as bad as it seems, and youâre not alone.
Please remember the number â988â, the national suicide and crisis lifeline.
This was Marshawn Kneeland on Monday night â recovering a blocked punt for a touchdown, living his dream.
Just a few days later⌠heâs gone.
So, so heartbreaking. đ