After 8 years of raising my kids solo, I’ve learned what truly matters. It’s not money or flashiness—it’s a partner who is gentle, honest, and truly respects us#WhereAreTheGentlemen
My friend took his life Saturday. He was 31. Had a career he was proud of, a wife who loved him, two kids who needed him. From the outside, he had it all. From the inside, he was drowning and none of us saw it.
That's the part that keeps me up at night. We were friends. We talked. We laughed. He knew what I do for people who are suicidal and somehow, the thing that was killing him stayed hidden behind all of that.
Men are raised to be the rock. The provider. The one who holds it together no matter what. So we learn to swallow the pain, to smile through the cracks, to carry everything alone until the weight finally wins.
If you're a man reading this and you're struggling please, please ask for help. Not because you're weak. Because you're human. Because the people who love you would rather hear the hard truth than lose you to a silence they never knew existed.
And if you're a friend of a man, really check in. Not the casual "how are you." The real "what's going on with you brother." Sometimes the strongest ones are the ones falling the hardest, and they won't say a word until someone asks.
I wish I had asked him. I wish I had known. I wish I had said something. We talked for 30 minutes on Wednesday and I keep going over in my head what I missed. Miss you and love you brother 💔
988 is the Suicide and Crisis Lifeline. Free, confidential, and it works. Please use it. Please.
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