Let’s Talk About Mental Health

So, I won’t lie, son. The suicides of both Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain threw me for a loop, man. Now, my wife is way more familiar with Spade than me, but I was always a big fan of Bourdain, fam. In any case, their respective deaths hit close to home for me, bruh. Look, I’m no stranger to talking about mental health on this blog, folks. On the real, I’ve written multiple articles about my own struggles with depression. All I know is, we need to talk WAY more openly about mental illness. Frankly, it could save our life or the life of a loved one.

Ok, real talk, I’m not going to go into much depth about the particulars of Spade’s and Bourdain’s deaths. Shit, that’s what Google is for, son. However, I want to talk about depression and the damage it can do to our psyches, man. Now, for me, I can’t say that I’ve ever contemplated suicide. But, there were definitely times in my life where I didn’t care if I lived or died. Like, I never cut my wrists or tried to hang myself, but I would FREQUENTLY drive highly intoxicated. In my mind, if I happened to just run off of the road, I wouldn’t really give a shit, fam.

Now, as ashamed as I am to say this, being a father didn’t immediately change my destructive behavior. Keeping it a buck, my first son was barely a year old when I was in danger of losing my family. My then-girlfriend (now-wife) broke up with me because of my emotional distance, excessive drinking, partying and infidelity. Real talk, I knew I needed to make a change and FAST. Since college, my homie Mitch suggested therapy, but I always resisted. All I can say is, at that time, I knew it was now or never, bruh.

Anyway, I told that entire story because I want to stress the importance of getting help, son. Honestly, I didn’t even know I had mental issues until I saw someone. From there, so much of my previous behavior started to make sense, man. Listen, I was using all of my vices as coping mechanisms as opposed to getting to the root of the problem. Sadly, I don’t know what was eating at both Spade and Bourdain. All I can say is, it’s truly heartbreaking that they weren’t able to find the relief they desperately needed, fam.

In the end, I don’t want anyone to feel alone, son. If anybody is having mental issues or thoughts of suicide, there’s an outlet, man. Ultimately, there’s therapy and/or medication to help with those cognitive struggles. There are prevention hotlines to help curve those suicidal thoughts. Furthermore, even if we’re not the ones having the problems, I want all of us to be a helping hand and/or ear to anyone who is struggling. At the end of the day, I wish individuals like Spade and Bourdain saw the beauty in their respective lives. But, it’s not to late for those who are still here. That is all. LC out.

Advertisements

Drake Is A Certified Clown

So, let me start this post off by saying I’m a fan of Drake’s music. While I believe his Views album is nothing more than weed plate material, when it comes to his overall discography, I rock out with most of Drake’s records. Now, I feel like I needed to give that disclaimer because any time someone criticizes someone else, they’re automatically labeled a “hater.” With that being said, after hearing the bullshit he said about Kid Cudi on “Two Birds, One Stone,” Drake is looking like a real bozo to me right now. As a man who’s very recently written about mental illness, the fact that Drake would poke fun at Cudi’s situation says A TON about him. All I know is, I’ve lost a lot of respect for him because of this.

Ok, yes, I know Cudi dissed Drake first. Hell, I even wrote about that situation on this blog too. However; at some point, we all need to be responsible. Even though Cudi technically drew first blood, once the entire situation was put in its proper perspective, Drake should’ve let this silly feud go. Frankly, to me, it doesn’t matter when Drake recorded the song. If he recorded it BEFORE he knew about Cudi’s issues, he should’ve kept that record to himself. If he recorded the song AFTER he knew about Cudi’s issues, then he’s a pure asshole, man. Either way, there was a much better way to approach this circumstance and Drake did NOT do the right thing.

Now, I may be getting ahead of myself here. Let me actually tell everyone what Drake said about Cudi. During his extended verse on the aforementioned song, Drake uttered the following words:

You were the man on the moon,

Now you just go through your phases,

Life of the angry and famous,

Rap like I know I’m the greatest,

Then give you the tropical flavors,

Still never been on hiatus,

You stay xanned and perked up,

So when reality set in you don’t gotta face it.

Really, Aubrey? Fucking really, man? Just from reading these lyrics, it seems very apparent that he was aware of Cudi’s illness and wrote this on purpose. So, that basically makes him a worthless piece of shit. I mean, where are his people, son? No one in the studio told him this was a sucker move? Mental illness isn’t a fucking punchline, man! On the real, since he’s the biggest rapper in the world, I bet he just figured his fans would ride with his fuck shit. However; as social media is currently showcasing, people aren’t cool with his stance here. Even if he has a legitimate gripe with Cudi, there are so many other angles to take. He could talk about Cudi’s music. He could talk about Cudi’s strained relationship with Kanye West. Shit, he could even talk about how Cudi’s show, How To Make It In America, got cancelled years back. But nooooo, Drake decided to be a dick and kick a man below the belt. What a fucking clown, son.

In the end, I simply can’t respect what Drake did here. This is Rap music, son. Rap music, bro. In the grand scheme of things, it’s not that serious, man. However; mental illness is serious. Making jokes about someone’s well-being is not what real men do. Then again, what can I expect from someone who’s made an entire career out of being the male version of Taylor Swift? I’m out. Good day.