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I Wasn’t Okay… But I Kept Going

A few years ago, I hit rock bottom.


My midlife crisis.


My “I don’t know if I can do this anymore” moment.

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It wasn’t just one thing—it was everything. A cascade of failures, one after another, like every domino in my life had started to fall.

 

Relationships. Friendships. Career. All slipping at the same time.

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And then came the aftermath.

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The debt.


The loss of self-worth and confidence.


The isolation.


The fear.


The loneliness.


The hopelessness.

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There were days when everything in me wanted to give up. But underneath all of it, there was a small, quiet voice that refused to go away.

It kept saying: “This is NOT how your story ends.”

And somehow… it got louder. Even when nothing around me was getting better.

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So I made a decision: if I couldn’t fix everything, I would at least try to fix myself.

 

I became relentless about it.

I focused on one thing—feeling even a little bit better. I filtered out the noise. I refused to stay stuck, even on the days when I could barely function.

I did whatever I could:


Therapy. Medication.


Journaling—tracking my thoughts, my moods, my patterns.


Support groups. Online communities. Conversations with people who understood.


Treatment for depression, anxiety, and ADHD.


Job applications—more than I could count.

I asked for help. From friends. From acquaintances. From strangers.


I even started a GoFundMe just to cover rent and food.

And yeah… it felt humbling. Uncomfortable. Sometimes even a little pathetic.

But I kept going.

 

Fast forward to today—things aren’t perfect, but they’re better.


I’m in a healthier headspace.


I found work. I’m rebuilding my credit.


I’m in a strong, supportive relationship.

I’m rebuilding my life—slowly, quietly—but for real this time.

 

That’s why I started Rock Bottom Rising.

 

Not just to tell my story—but to build something bigger than me.

 

A community for people who are in the thick of it.


A place to shine a light on the struggles most people never see.


A place to talk openly about mental health—without shame, without filters.


A place to share the tools, the lessons, and the small wins that help you climb out.

 

Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this:

 

Rock bottom isn’t the end.

 

It’s the starting point.

 

And if this community can help even one person hold on a little longer, take one more step, or reach out for help…

then it’s already worth it.

 

- Chris

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