So, I’m going to try and keep this post short today, son. Ok, yes, I say that almost every time that I write and I never follow through, man. In any case, I wanted to briefly speak about an Instagram video that resonated with me. Both my wife and my broski BK sent me a video from Kier & Them that touched on therapy. More specifically, the video highlighted the fact that people, especially emotionally-distant men, will never truly be happy until they work through their past trauma.
Ok, anyone who’s ever read this blog knows that I’m a BIG advocate for therapy. I mean, as someone who’s dealt with various bouts of depression, I owe my life to getting help, fam. Shit, as I’ve mentioned on this site before, between the ages of 19 and 28, I was a fucking madman, bruh. I always felt isolated, I put an immense amount of pressure on myself and instead of talking my issues out, I drank. A lot. Like, a whole lot, brethren. Frankly, I wasn’t necessarily suicidal, but I also didn’t care if I lived or not. All I know this, that was a terrible feeling to have when I was supposed to be raising a child.
Now, it’s no secret that my wife was the main person who inspired me to get help. Yeah, my homie Mitch tried to get me to go to therapy in college, but I wasn’t ready then. It wasn’t until I was faced with the possibility of losing my family that I finally woke up. All in all, I wanted to be better for her. I wanted to be better for our son. More importantly, I wanted to be better for me. I was tired of feeling like a prisoner in my own head. I was tired of keeping my loved ones at arm’s length because I was waiting for shit to go wrong. I wanted to give my son the love that I never felt as a child. Yes, my mother absolutely loved me, but she wasn’t the best at showing it. This was because it was never really shown to her either. All I can say is, the cycle is fucking vicious, bruh.
Moving on, the Kier & Them video did a great job of explaining the importance of getting help. Hell, social media LOVES talking about “couple goals,” but never talks about the difficulties in maintaining a strong union. The truth is, my wife and I have been through some shit, son. Now, I’m not saying that relationships have to be painful, but I can attest that they aren’t a cakewalk either. The fact of the matter is, both parties involved need to check their own trauma before they bring it to their companion’s front door. The way I see it, a functional relationship recognizes dysfunction and works through it. Plain and simple.
In the end, shout-out to Kier & Them for that dope video. Ultimately, I hope people learn a valuable lesson here. By and by, let go of the stigma of therapy and let go of any baggage that is holding us back. At the end of the day, that’s the real pursuit of happiness. That is all. LC out.