A collection of memoirs from a batch of friends.

“To this day, I still haven’t figured it out bro.”

Stressball

The below piece was not intended to be the submitted entry. I asked my friend whether he would write something for this mental health website I was putting together and he responded with the below as a voice message. When I listened to the message, I was brought to tears. The sentiment paints such an accurate and beautiful depiction of mental health – the frustration and torture that comes along with spending years working through mental issues only to resurface time and time again. I connected with the feeling in this message so much and knew that others would feel the same. The below transcribed message is pure raw energy and more than I could have ever asked for.


Friend

… Who the fuck knows man. Yea, but Ima tell you the truth, Ima tell you the truth.. To this day, I still haven’t figured it out bro. If I was the, if I was the fuckin.. If I had figured it out.. Fuck bro.. ima tell you the truth man, I really, at the, like we can boil it all down.. all the little bits – of course I figured some of it out. But the baseline of where it comes from, I don’t, I still don’t know. Fuck A. That’s what, that’s what pisses me off the most sometimes, like, I went through all of that and I still don’t even know about what it was.