Rubbing my temples, I try to relieve some of the tension in my skull. Apparently my first week of therapy is supposed to gently break me in. Well fuck, if that was easing, then I have no idea what I’m in for as this goes on. I won’t give up though. I made a vow to myself and to Sofia that I refuse to break. I never want to go back to that dark place and put the people I love through that again. I’m one of the lucky ones. I had Sofia to drag me out of the depths of hell. A lot of men, they don’t have that. It’s drilled into us as kids, you don’t cry. You don’t show weakness. You must be
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the way men's mental health is treated really is one of society's biggest failures.
