During the period while I was in my transition from St. Louis to Chicago, I really hit a wall. I’m not sure if it would be considered depression or not, but it sure felt like it.
I couldn’t find a job, I wasn’t doing music as much as I wanted to and I really felt stagnate in my life. I’ve always been a person that goes at 200 mph everyday trying to accomplish as much as possible. My biggest fear is being average and I’m always working on exceeding expectations.
But I was afraid to tell people how I felt. I’m always the person with purpose and vision, how could I let people know all I wanted to do was curl up under the covers? Somehow I started talking about my problems, and my friends and family were there to pick me up.
My Dad gave me confidence, my friends told me not to worry and kept me preoccupied. I put a lot of effort into going to the gym and just focusing my mind. I started meditating and really tried to find me.
My time off helped me find out what type of person I wanted to be. How I wanted my temperament to be, how I wanted to be perceived and how I wanted find and maintain my happiness.
I’m not writing this to give anyone the solution to depression; I just want you to know that there is light at the end of the tunnel. It may come fast, it may take a while, but don’t stop walking. I believe in you.