10/10/2025
๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ง๐ก๐ฎ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ช๐ฉ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ก๐ก๐ฃ๐๐จ๐จ ๐จ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ข๐.
๐๐โ๐ ๐ช๐ผ๐ฟ๐น๐ฑ ๐ ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐๐ต ๐๐ฎ๐, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ ๐ต๐ถ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฝ.
There was a time I didnโt want to be here. Iโve been in a psychiatric ward wondering if I even wanted to exist. Iโve stood in my kitchen staring at a knife, not because I wanted to die, but because I didnโt know how to keep living like that. Iโve crawled on my mumโs floor begging her to stop cleaning because I couldnโt cope with the sound.
But something kept me going. Not therapy. Not talking. Just stillness. I ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐บ๐ฒ๐บ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ถ๐๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐, ๐ฏ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ป, ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ. And for the first time, I noticed something underneath the noise. I realised the voice tearing me apart wasnโt me. ๐๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐โ๐ฑ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฟ๐๐ป๐ป๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐. ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ปโ๐ ๐ฒ๐ป๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต.
That moment didnโt fix me. ๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ฝ.
I began to see how much of my pain came from the patterns in my mind. The pressure. The pretending. I didnโt need more words about it. I ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐ป๐ด๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ต๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ถ๐. ๐ง๐ต๐ฎ๐โ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐น๐ถ๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ด๐ฎ๐ป ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป.
Now I help other men do the same. ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ ๐ธ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐โ๐๐ฒ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐ป๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐โ๐ ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ ๐ณ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ ๐ฏ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป.
๐ง๐ผ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐. About dropping the act and being honest. Thatโs why I want to mention ๐๐ฒ๐โ๐ ๐ง๐ฎ๐น๐ธ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฑ๐๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐, ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐ธ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ป๐, whoโs doing incredible work opening these conversations and showing men that talking can save lives.
๐๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ผ๐๐ ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฐ๐น๐ถ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ธ ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐น๐ผ๐.