konceptjones
The one between three and three.
I get where he's coming from.
When you got responsibilities, wife and kids and alladat, you really ain't got time to stop and wallow in your own despair. YOu get up every day, put on a brave face, and go do what you have to do to make sure your family has food, clothes, and a roof over their heads. When the shit really gets to you, there's always that bottle willing to help you escape or even just numb yourself enough so you can do it again tomorrow.
To actually sit off and say "I'm depressed and need help" is the luxury. Folks that gotta grind to make it happen for their families don't usually have the time in any given day to go to a therapist. Thos that do have money and are afforded that luxury.
kinda like this ^^^
When you got responsibilities, wife and kids and alladat, you really ain't got time to stop and wallow in your own despair. YOu get up every day, put on a brave face, and go do what you have to do to make sure your family has food, clothes, and a roof over their heads. When the shit really gets to you, there's always that bottle willing to help you escape or even just numb yourself enough so you can do it again tomorrow.
To actually sit off and say "I'm depressed and need help" is the luxury. Folks that gotta grind to make it happen for their families don't usually have the time in any given day to go to a therapist. Thos that do have money and are afforded that luxury.
Depression isn’t a luxury. Being able to recognize your depression and deal with it in a healthy way is a luxury.
kinda like this ^^^