I Am A Man….

You may or may not know this, but I am a man. A supposedly fully grown, mature one at that, although my family may beg to differ. Yet, for years, I neglected my mental health to the point where it was having a detrimental effect not only on myself but also those around me. It was only when I hit rock bottom that I was forced to confront my inner demons. Head on. It wasn’t a pretty process but it got me to where I am today.

Where’s that? A better place, thankfully, on more solid ground. It was only when I recognised I had problems and was prepared to discuss them with others that the situation improved. A weight was lifted off my shoulders and I started to make forward progress. You are not an island, you cannot muddle through on your own. If times are hard, talk to someone about it. Doing so is a sign of courage and strength, not weakness.

Published by Fractured Faith Blog

We are Stephen and Fionnuala and this is our story. We live in Northern Ireland, have been married for 17 years and have three kids - Adam, Hannah and Rebecca. We hope that our story will inspire and encourage others. We have walked a rocky road yet here we are today, together and stronger than ever. We are far from perfect and our faith has been battered and bruised. But an untested faith is a pointless faith. Just as a fractured faith is better than none at all. We hope you enjoy the blog.

32 thoughts on “I Am A Man….

  1. Thank you for sharing. I am glad you were able to find someone to talk things through with, what a difference it makes right? And yet somehow I feel as though men get much criticism for doing so. As I was reading your post it made me think of a friend of mine suffering in silence because of legalist views. I commend you on your bravery to share this


  2. Amen. I have had a similar experience. It took a nervous breakdown in order for me to commit to therapy. But, the healing is well worth going to therapy for a year. I have become a much better version of myself. I have learned how to manage stress and communicate better. I am so grateful for an experience that I thought was the worst time of my life but turned out to be the best thing for my wellbeing.


  3. I used to keep stuff bottled up but not so much anymore, especially since I found a good counselor to open up to once in a while. I highly recommend it. Just like finding a good mechanic can do wonders for your vehicle, working with a pro counselor/therapist can really help diagnose and work out issues of the heart.


  4. Indeed.
    Before someone can find his roots and really be GROUNDED as a Man, he’ll need to fall many times. It’s all part of the process, you got this.


  5. Talking things out always helps when you have sane people around you. Haha. Well, heck. Even sometimes crazy people can help if they just listen. As a man, I don’t want to be pictured as blubbering wimp, sure, but that’s a far cry from talking about what’s bothering you. Talk is out and get it out and move on. I agree. It makes for a happier life.


  6. I used to be cold, emotionless. I had little to no empathy and I was completely unfeeling. I didn’t even realize how terrible I was until it nearly cost me my marriage. Now I seem to have every feeling in the world. I don’t know what to do with those feelings, but I am a much better person now and it’s helping me to salvage and repair what I unknowingly destroy for so long.

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