realstory

"the world is a little blurry, or maybe it's my eyes."

Men’s Mental Health matters. We have feelings, we can be vulnerable and we can cry. I have been seeing some toxic masculinity posts and decided to be the real me here. If you feel differently about me after reading this, go ahead and leave respectfully. Now, let me tell you about real me:

I am depressed. I have been depressed for months. I have also been struggling; no, I have been battling depression and anxiety. You might have said ‘oh, I am depressed’ at least once. But what does clinically diagnosed depression mean? Well, think about the time you felt unfortunate; now add having no energy, worrying about everything, and just struggling to survive. Now, that’s sad, but that’s reality. I started isolating myself from my friends; I loved spending time in the dark, gained 15+ extra Kilograms, slept horribly, cried a lot and felt so so horrible. Men can also go through this as well! The day I tried did self harm changed my life. I am feeling so sad and ashamed saying this, but this is my life. And I have to learn to be proud of myself.

But if there is one thing I know is that there is hope. For me. For the future. And there are moments when I feel hopeless, useless, ugly, dumb, and they happen quite a lot. But I don't just jump to hurting myself anymore. I felt genuinely happy a few weeks ago. How good did that feel? It was so beautiful. To feel so delighted. I might cry now. And I have not felt as good ever since, but I am working towards it. Towards happiness. And maybe, just maybe, I can do it.This is really me. I have hope for myself. And that makes me feel powerful.

You, whoever you are, should know that someone out there loves you unconditionally. Someone is out there who cares for you. Always be you. Never be ashamed of being you. Never, and I mean, never be ashamed of asking for help. Know that suffering is not showing weakness, but asking for help is showing strength. You are beautiful just the way you are. Know that God always supports you, and he loves you. Never let pain and struggle to define you. This is what I wanted to hear all the time, but I never asked for help. I tried to scream so many times from frustration and pain, but I chose not to. And now I regret my decision. But there is no time to look back now. There is no time to die. And never will be. There always is a light at the end of the tunnel. Keep loving, keep shining, keep fighting. I want to end this message with the following: I suffered from depression&anxiety for many months; I became a victim, but the moment I acknowledged the problem, I became a survivor, and I started battling it. Thank you for reading, whoever you are.

Thank you, Thank you to my incredible friends and family for always being there for me.

Always remember - I appreciate you.

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