Life after football is when I discovered how bad my mental illness was. I battled clinical depression and didn't know it until I saw myself at an all-time low. Struggling with sleep and communicating with others; all the signs was there of me falling apart and not being myself. I ignored the signs for a while trying to tell myself I was okay but deep down inside I wasn't.
Read MoreWit’ so many Me’s which face do I see?
I never really know until I awake from my sleep.
I beg and I plead unto sanity’s Peace.
Because indeed only prayer works for a man incomplete.
Read MoreWhen we hear those words, “I battle with mental illness,” we often think crazy. I knew that I wasn’t crazy, I just knew I needed more. More of something to help me get through what I was going through. Where I am from mental health isn’t a cool topic of discussion; so unfortunately many of us are left fighting silent battles alone.
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