This is a powerful piece from Moira Were that speaks to me, as it should to all men.
A funeral is not a place I would think of immediately as a place to exercise activism, yet I got to see first hand how it could be a place to show a pathway to be a mental health activist this week. A working class man, a carpenter, a son, a brother, an uncle, a grandfather, a dad, a husband, a friend, a fisherman, a drinking buddy, a lover of Johnny Cash, a person with type 2 diabetes, a person with depression parted ways with this side of the planet by his own hand. There are so many reasons why this happens and it leaves a very long tail of grief behind.
Men’s health, in particular men’s mental health is faced with an enormous challenge in combating suicide. If you work in the construction industries you are more likely to suicide than die on site. Tradies, or men in blue-collar…
View original post 1,026 more words
Depression, it can gnaw away, gnaw away, gnaw for years, then finally, one day…
LikeLiked by 1 person
I know only too well of what you speak. Fortunately, that day has not come for me yet.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Doug
Very powerful
And on point
Stay well stay safe🌷🌷
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Deb. And great to hear from you.
LikeLike
Couldn’t agree more Doug. I found it both powerful and, personally, very timely having spent several hours in a deep fog that I had pulled myself out of but so many walk this line and it has to be put out there way beyond the RU OK approach that is well meaning but too superficial
LikeLiked by 1 person
It does speak powerfully. Thank you for sharing Doug. Acknowledging that many of us walk this line is a powerful reminder that we are not alone. Our greatest enemy is ourselves and keeping this stuff in your own head without sharing is a recipe for eventual disaster. We are social creatures and need social support
LikeLiked by 1 person