It is likely that right now, you or someone you love is experiencing some degree of depression. I am. I have been moving in and out of periods of mild to moderate depression since I was young. Over the years, I have written much about depression, but have rarely shared this material with others.
There is some shame in admitting to feeling depressed. What right do I have to feel this way? My external circumstances have never been better. I am in a long-term relationship that is supportive and loving. My work is meaningful and interesting. I am currently in good health and don’t really have to worry much about finances.
But depression doesn’t care how good my life is. When everything is going well, depression can still seep into my bones and remove the joy from my day. Though I’m learning to make friends with depression, it is something I have to engage with in an ongoing basis.
This month, I am part of a team participating in Movember, a charity drive raising money for men’s health. One of the key focus areas is mental health. One man dies by suicide every minute of every day globally. Men are often reluctant to admit to having struggles and reaching out for support when needed. I hope to raise awareness on this issue by growing a moustache and sharing about some of my own struggles with mental health.
You can help to. Donate to the cause by visiting my fundraising page. Talk about mental health with your loved ones. Most importantly, if you yourself are suffering, reach out for help.