In the winter of 2012, two prominent American performance artists, unknowingly, both overdosed on Xanax while preparing for a West Coast performance. One survived, the other did not. The artists were Whitney Houston, who tragically died, and the author of this account, who lived. Following this event, the author was hospitalized in a psychiatric ward and embarked on a challenging journey to recovery. The narrative explores the question of life's meaning, presented as a confusing and perplexing experience. Ultimately, after thirty-seven years, the author finds a simple yet elusive answer: Love.