Going to be honest with you, I was never any good at openings. So let’s just jump into it.
My name is Brock Rhysner, MFX universe member, Fit Club enthusiast, and soon to be the one at the bottom of the FWL league in a few weeks’ time. However, as to prevent any further confusion as to my namesake, here are the key differences between us:
Brock Lesnar is a multi-millionaire who lives out on a farm with his hot wife, and has Paul Heyman as his legal representative.
I am a Brighton based fiction writer (read: unemployed) who is no kind of relationship, and the closest thing I have to a Jew for representation is Alex K, a Christian who believed that the Lucy Beal murder was real until told otherwise.
God have mercy if I ever get sued for this.
But speaking of this, a quick shout out must be given to the lovingly gullible Mr. K, and his collection of well-trained monkeys for putting this together for me, as well as the other members of the Galaxy. I’ve read a few of the pieces that have gone up already, and all prove an interesting insight into the collection of people brought together by a wrestling podcast that doesn’t talk about wrestling anymore…
Right, had enough of the stalling now. Let’s get to the kicker of this.
I suffer from rather severe depression. I’ve discovered that since the death of Robin Williams, this topic has been something of a hot button for people, and perhaps most importantly, has allowed for those of us suffering to be a little bit more open about our condition. This is both good news and bad news.
It’s good news, because it allows people to come forward actually seeking treatment, before they get into a situation where they feel they must follow Mr. Williams down the path he took.
The bad news is, you get people like Rob coming along, and writing a blog about it a million times better then you could, perfectly equating the apparent juxtaposition between the newly-forming consciousness of mental health, and the complete disregard for it in the media when used to their own advantage.
Seriously, damn you Rob for writing such a good article (which can be found here: Rob’s Blog)
Joking aside however, if you read the tag line to this blog, you understood what it was about. However, it is not my place to comment on other people’s conditions. Depression is a very personal thing, in regards to the fact that it is very self-involved. As such, better get this out the way now:
I, Rhys David Tester AKA: Brock Rhysner, am not a qualified medical professional. I do not hold any medical qualifications, am not part of any medical organization, and do not represent any organization is the areas of health, mental health, fitness, or any other topic that this blog may address either now or in the future. This blog is my opinion and experiences, and nothing more than that. If you are feeling sick, sad, depressed, suicidal or are suffering from any other medical problem/emergency, please consult a medical professional.
OK, just wanted to get that out in the open before I move on.
This blog, in short, is about me and my battles with depression. It may cover other things of my interest, but until further notice, that’s what we’re going with. The harsh reality is that I really don’t expect people to pay much attention to this. Who wants to hear some guy complaining about how shit his life is? But, in short, it’s not about that. It’s about effectively communicating, which is honestly something I’ve struggled with my entire life. I’ve always had a better time of writing things down then I have saying them aloud. However, the more I delve into my condition as well as others afflicted by it, the more I’ve seen it come out that this is a common trait. Those of who struggle to communicate do it any way they see fit.
Because some things just have to get out in the open.
As I said before, I don’t think this will get much attention, so the way I see it I’m just gonna write what I want in an effort to chronicle the way that I’ve been unable to effectively communicate with those around me. Consider it something of an “open diary”. Take that for what it’s worth.
Because if you’re gonna have a mental breakdown and cause a scene, then you might as well have an audience.
I’m gonna keep this one short, because this was hard enough writing this already with no clear topic in mind. I think I’ll cover some stereotypes and stigmas in my next blog, and maybe we’ll have a little more structure in comparison to this rambling I’m doing. Still, first step is always the hardest. If you are suffering, and you do want someone to talk to, go see your GP/Doctor. They will be prepared with wellbeing services at your disposal. And if you take one thing away from this, be it this:
You’re not alone. May feel like it, but you’re not. There are plenty around you who know you’re suffering. You may not realize it, but they know.
Anyway, I said I’d end to paragraphs ago, so I’m gonna finish here. Go read Rob’s blog. Go read the other blogs too. Follow me on twitter @brockrhysner for updates as to when the next one of these will be out if you’re interested. Until next time, Friends.
Far thee well.