My journey, my development, my truth – uninterrupted

May was harsh, y’all. I speak deep into arch, I lose my kind of hard.

But it also brought clarity, truth and more than me than I have shown shortly.

I am here. Rough. Honest. My.

💯 the Really me this May – not just the lawyer

This past month was one of the most difficult I have been facing for a long time.

Emotionally, I have drained – a lot. My anxiety has gone through the roof and I felt like I was forced to rejuvenate who I am again. It’s like my mind doesn’t recognize me anymore, and that’s a scary thing to sit.

There were days when everything felt that it was falling around me – and inside me. The darkness became loud and I found myself in a battle with thoughts to give up. It is not easy to admit it, but it is the truth.

This month was not just about spreading awareness – it was for the survival of thin to minute. It was a long, violent struggle, and even though I don’t have a clear summary or a neat end to offer, I know I’m still here. And that counts for something.

Just be honest – this May was heavy.

💜 What has helped me to deal with

As hard as this month it was, I wasn’t alone – and I’m so grateful for the people who helped me keep me grounded.

My daughter Olivia, my wife Hailey, my best friend Teresea and her husband Steve, and my “selected” daughter MJ – was/is my salvation. Whether it was right there, check in, or holding room for me when I couldn’t keep it for myself, their love brought me.

When my mind was spiral, I turned to the little things that bring me comfort. Music – especially five fingers of death – has always helped to feel less alone in chaos. And escape to broadcasts such as Merlin, The Golden Girls, Liv & Maddie, or Game of Thrones It gave my brain a break when one needed desperately one.

There are even some others who have been there for me, or they hear me when I’m really down, like Ms. Sue has done many times and even in the last hours of the night. It’s always there when I need someone to ventilate or talk when I’m upset.

Mrs Yvette always listens to and shows that she cares about me thinking as an adult and helped me give me tips as well as resources that can help me.

And Kim, I know I can count on her to be there if I have to talk, but also to be someone I know she prays for me and support me and root for me to succeed and be the best I can be.

All these people know me, the real Me … and he never judges me, but it helped me laugh at my fool/foolish part, as well as how to straighten and be serious when I have to be.

These may look like little things, but when your world feels like it collapses, Everything is done.

Toward worldIt’s all simple peoplebut to myis My world.

In one way or another, everyone is all my existence. If not for every person I mentioned, I wouldn’t be alive right now, writing this, hoping that I help someone, as they helped me. 🩵

🗣️ Why share this issue

I didn’t write this about sympathy – I wrote it because that’s what must be the month for mental health: honesty, connection and breaking of silence.

Very often, people only see the lawyer, the strong voice, the one who “took it together”. But behind the scenes, I am human. I’m fighting. Weep. I reject.

And I know I’m not the only one.

That’s why it’s so important to talk about it. If my story even helps a person feel less alone, less ashamed, or more seeing – then it’s worth it.

The discussion of dark things does not make us weak.

It makes us real.

And being real is how we heal.

Together.

💬 You’re not alone

If you are contestant At the moment, Please know this: You’re not alone.

Either hang from a thread or just feel away – Pain applies; Your story matters.

Let’s spend that together.

– Deb, with care uninterrupted