I almost faded from memory like smoke, but the fire remembered me.

Friends,

First, I want to apologize for my silence. I’ve been away for the past few months in specialized mental health treatment. 

I was dangerously close to ending my life.

I am normally a private person; however, I felt compelled to share this to continue chipping away at the stigma still surrounding mental health.

My entire life, I’ve battled with Treatment-Resistant Major Depression Disorder. 

The only way I can describe the anguish: Imagine you’re at the bottom of a gloomy well with a ladder. Now it begins to plunge to depths that no matter how fast you climbed, the light would vanish. So dark and full of terrors.

Robin Williams said, “I never want anyone to feel the way he felt on the inside.”. That could not be truer for me.

If you ever feel like you’re struggling with something, please don't hesitate to DM me, even if we haven’t spoken in years. No one should be alone in the dark.

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Finally, the hardest and most embarrassing ask, I need more support.

If you can, I would be forever grateful for any donations to help me back on my feet.

I promise my flame will burn bright again.

Love and light, ❤️‍🔥

Brent