Mental health matters. I’d rather hear about your battles than learn you lost the war. Open up, share your struggles, and let’s win this fight together.
Look, we’ve all been there. That moment when the walls feel like they’re closing in, the weight on your chest gets a little heavier, and you wonder if anyone would really notice if you disappeared for a while. Yeah, those moments. The ones nobody likes to talk about because it’s uncomfortable, or awkward, or because we’re all too damn proud to admit we’re struggling. The truth is, mental health isn’t just some buzzword for therapists to throw around while they bill you hundreds of dollars an hour. It’s real, raw, and for many of us, it’s an everyday fight just to keep our heads above water.
But here’s the thing — I’d rather hear about your battles than learn you lost the war. Let that sink in for a second. I don’t care if it’s messy. Hell, life is messy. It’s supposed to be. But if you’re going through it, I want to know. Not just because I care — although I do — but because we’re all human, and the reality is, no one is bulletproof. There’s no badge of honor in suffering silently until you’re in so deep that there’s no way out. This isn’t about weakness; it’s about survival.
We have this screwed-up way of thinking that asking for help means you’re weak, broken, or somehow less than. Like everyone else has their shit together, so why can’t you? The truth is, most of those people you think are cruising through life? They’re struggling just like you. Maybe they’re better at hiding it, or maybe they’re just too damn scared to admit they’re hurting. Either way, we need to quit pretending like struggling isn’t part of the deal. Because it is, we all have battles — some of them small, some of them catastrophic — but they’re all battles, and every single one of them matters.
So, why do we wait? Why do we wait until things are on fire, until we’re standing on the edge of the cliff, until we’ve hit rock bottom, before we reach out and tell someone what’s really going on? Is it fear? Pride? Shame? It’s probably a mix of all three, to be honest. We’ve been conditioned to keep our personal shit locked away, hidden from the world like some dirty secret. But what we’re really doing is feeding the stigma that surrounds mental health. We’re reinforcing the lie that it’s something to be ashamed of.
Let me tell you something. There is nothing to be ashamed of. You don’t owe it to anyone to be strong all the time. You don’t have to pretend like you’re unbreakable because no one is. I’d rather have a messy, honest conversation with you about your struggles than hear a speech at your funeral. We all would. But here’s the catch — that conversation can only happen if you’re willing to have it. If you’re willing to drop the act, the mask, the bullshit and just be real for a minute.
You don’t have to have it all figured out. I know, shocking, right? We live in a world where everyone feels like they need to have the answers and a plan and know exactly where they’re going and how they’re going to get there. But the truth is, most of us are just trying to make it through the day without losing our minds. And that’s okay. It’s okay to not be okay. I’m not saying you should stay stuck in that place forever, but there’s no shame in admitting you’re struggling. Because the minute you say, “I’m not okay,” you open the door for someone to say, “Me too.” You create space for real connection, and that’s when the healing starts.
And before you start thinking this is all some kind of kumbaya moment, let me be clear. Talking about your mental health doesn’t make everything better overnight. It’s not like you vent to a friend or therapist; suddenly, the sun comes out, and everything’s perfect again. Nah, it doesn’t work like that. It’s a process. It is a long, grueling, sometimes ugly process. But talking about it is the first step. It’s like taking the lid off a pressure cooker — you release some of that tension, and suddenly, the weight feels a little more manageable.
The thing about mental health is it’s not just about you. It’s about the people around you, too. It’s about your friends, family, partner, and kids. They need you. And not just the version of you that’s pretending to have it all together. They need the real you, the one who struggles, who’s vulnerable, who’s sometimes scared shitless about what tomorrow might bring. That’s the version of you they love, not the polished version that’s holding it all in until you break.
When you open up and talk about your battles, you give other people permission to do the same. You say, “Hey, it’s okay not to have it all together. It’s okay to struggle. We’re in this together.” And that’s powerful. You never know who might need to hear it. You never know whose life you might save just by being real about your own.
I get it — talking about mental health isn’t easy. It’s uncomfortable. It can make you feel exposed, vulnerable, even weak. But vulnerability isn’t weakness. Vulnerability is courage. It takes strength to admit you’re struggling. It takes guts to reach out and say, “I need help.” And if you think you don’t have anyone to talk to, trust me, you do. There’s always someone who cares. Sometimes, it’s the person you least expect, but they’re out there. And they’d rather hear about your battles than learn you lost the war.
So, here’s what I’m asking you to do — check in. On yourself, on your friends, on the people you love. Be the one who starts the conversation, even if it feels awkward or uncomfortable, because that awkward moment could be the difference between life and death for someone. And if you’re the one struggling right now, if you’re sitting here reading this and thinking, “Yeah, but I don’t know how to talk about it,” just start somewhere. It doesn’t have to be eloquent. You don’t need the perfect words. Just say, “I’m not okay.” That’s it. That’s all it takes to crack the door open.
Look, I know this is heavy stuff. But it’s real. And if we’re going to talk about mental health, we need to be real about it; no more sugarcoating or pretending like it’s not a big deal. It is a big deal. Your life is a big deal. And you’re worth fighting for, even on the days when you feel like you’re losing.
I’d rather hear about your battles than learn you lost the war. And I mean that. So, let’s talk.
Stay disciplined. Stay resilient.
Jim Lunsford
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