Getting Help

I’m not depressed. I’m not suicidal. I’m not unhappy. I just felt a bit stuck. So I’m getting some help and have been going to counselling the past few weeks.

I’m not going into much/any detail here, that’s not what this post is about.

This post is about me saying that I am receiving counselling, I am getting help. This post is about saying it publicly, making it less taboo for the next man, even if only slightly.

And for those concerned about my own well being. I am well. I am good. The counselling is helping already, and I’m glad I’m doing it.

If anyone reading this wants to discuss, or ask, me anything further. Or even just shout into the void at me to get something off your chest, please do (there is a contact link up top).

Or better still, get help if you need it. There are many organisations and private practices, all of which are there for you, all of which have trained people who will listen and help you. It’s not easy taking the first step, but once you do the second step is easier.

Useful links

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Father, husband, feminist, ally, skeptic, blogger, book reader, geek. Always sarcastic, imperfect, and too cheeky for his own good. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 He/him.

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2 comments

Good for you – glad it’s helping 🙂

Cheers, it certainly is!

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