Hello world!

Welcome to my life! Here I am, sitting in the middle of what feels like an endless journey to navigate through my midlife crisis. It came crashing into my world with a force I never expected, leaving me to grapple with emotions I never truly understood before. Depression, something I once thought I could simply brush off, has revealed itself to me in ways I could never have imagined. Growing up, I was taught to push through, to “just get over it,” but now I realize how much more complex and consuming it truly is.

It’s wild how people tell you to just “get over it,” as if it’s that simple. The truth is, you never truly get over it—you just shove it deep down, hiding it away until it builds up, overflowing and bursting at the seams. Then suddenly, it’s far too much to manage, and it all comes crashing down. That’s exactly what happened to me. I often reflect on when it all began, and I think I know the moment things started spiraling downhill. It never really got better until I finally faced it head-on and decided to take action. The process of change didn’t happen overnight—it was slow, messy, and took a lot of effort. Honestly, I’m still working on it every single day. But the important thing is, I’m in a much better place mentally now than I’ve been in a long time. That, in itself, is a huge step forward and something I’m proud of.