It's okay to seek help

 

(mild trigger warning: suicide)

Wazzup blog-verse!

It's been a while since I posted here, and it makes sense as I had just hit rock bottom after my last post. I guess it's time for me to blog once again considering that it's September and that's three months until 2023 ends. 

If you're wondering what happened to me, well I hit rock bottom-bottom last June. My boss noticed that my symptoms were getting out of hand and requested me to seek help, because of this and the pain that I wanted to kill myself. In a glimmer of hope, I decided to make a decision and that was to seek another psychiatrist for June 24.

After declining an invite to attend the birthday celebration of my colleague's son, I decided to stop being lazy and push thru with the session. After an hour, I felt like a new sense of hope came to me. This new doctor was caring, kind and understanding, they also gave me new prescription for medication since the previous medications I took had turned me into a living zombie.  

Also, it was also during this time that I discovered Super Radyo DZBB (ok please don't kill me on this one) and my life changed because I learned A LOT just by listening to their shows. And speaking of DZBB, I'll reflect on the life of Mike Enriquez in a future post since I feel that it's timely in regards to his passing so that future generations will never forget his contribution to journalism and media (and not just memes)

Now that I have finished rambling, things have really changed since I sought out help and started listening to the radio and I guess I could say to myself last year, there is hope-but when things get rough, it's better to seek help now than wait until later.