Alone, without a partner or the use of his arm, Humphreys plunged into a deep depression.
“I’m a very sensitive person and she was my world,” Humphreys said. “I was lost. I started drinking for a purpose instead of just socially.”
Slowly, Humphreys' arm began to heal and he started to work once more — but the depression lingered. It seemed there was no escaping the darkness until Humphreys received an unexpected request from a friend named Constance Rogers.
“She messages me one day saying, ‘Do you mind if Lady stays with you for a little while?’” Humphreys said.