- Nov 3, 2007
- AFL Club
- North Melbourne
- Other Teams
- swfc, carrum cowboys
Well done mate, and keep going. I was thinking about a mate last night who has taken many many years to seek help. 8 years. He calls it 6, then "nah, maybe 5 .... definitely 4, well, the last few years have been ok" ...... 8 years. His wife has been bangin' on about it. I have been in his ear too for 2 years. I spoke with him the other night he said "oh it's good working from home .... actually I didn't work today I wasn't feeling well. Actually all week. Well actually 3 weeks now". TBH my mate is cooked, burnt out big time and now struggles to function almost properly. Will walk the dog but forget to wear shoes. Will get up at 12, have a beer and go back to bed. He's not in a good way, but has a loving family and medical support. It's quite sad. I told him well done on getting help, that I was proud of him. He seemed to perk up at that. Reminded me of a song by The Levellers - Far Away is close at hand. Although things can seem, or even be quite dismal, you just never ever know what is gonna happen tomorrow. Work will show up mate, it's the best thing about life I reckon, well, other than being a dad, something always shows/turns up just in the nick of time. For example, 8 weeks ago I was told my job will change quite significantly. Two mondays ago it did, and although I was nonplussed, it's better than having to search for work, no offence. Then on Friday last week, my ex said she's heading back from whence we came ....... turns out she didn't want my best little mate to go with her and now lo and behold, because my job has changed, I can fit his school timings in with work. Almost perfectly scripted. The side note is it's taken almost 4 years to now be in this spot, and I have 1 happy little bouncing bean as well, but just hang in there. You will find your path again, or it will find you. Be patient, be calm, tick boxes, suck eggs if you have to, but life will come good againBooze is a difficult one indeed.
For 18 months I tried to treat my Depression and Aniexty with 6 to 10 pints of beer a night - needless to say, it didn't end well. The last week of Feb this year I lost my job, my home, and nearly took my own life - It was a phone call to lifeline that probably saved it.
I'm a massive advocate in people seeker professional help with their mental health, however when it came to myself, I viewed it as a weakness. I thought that at the age of 46 I should have my sh*t together and was ashamed of myself and the way I was feeling.
Its been six months now, six months today of sobriety, six months of reflection, six months of counselling and although I have a way to go, things are better. Im still searching for work, however volunteer with the Salvos a few days a week. I know I'll find work eventually.
I just wished I sort help earlier.
It would have prevented alot of unnecessary hurt for myself and the hurt I inflicted on others.
I will never drink again- I know it will kill me.
I share the above for one reason only; its ok not to be ok, but its not ok to suffer in silence. There is help is out there. Please don't minimise the importance of your mental health.
I dont really feel comfortable telling people that I was suicidal, however I know its important, because the more we talk about suicide, the less we'll hear about it.