When I lost my uncle to his silent battle with depression, I felt many things. I was sad, confused, a bit angry and overwhelmed. I didn’t understand at the time how someone could get to a point where they had lost all hope—where they would want to give everything up. Several years later, I suffered from severe postpartum depression.
I was fortunate to have a lot of support and was vocal about getting help—but it was the toughest time of my life. I remember trying to explain to the doctor that it felt like someone took out everything inside of me and replaced it with a black hole. I had everything anyone could want—love, health, a home, food, support—and I didn’t want to exist. I got help immediately, but that feeling came back over the years. I knew what to do and I bounced back—but I’ll never forget that feeling. And I know that the more people I’ve spoken with about it, the more I realize I’m far from alone.“Blackest Hole” pulls from my own feelings, both as a person who has needed help and a person who has done the helping.
I hope that it will resonate with anyone who has struggled in any way. It has also meant a lot to Adam—who has also struggled with his own anxiety and depression. There is a stigma when it comes to mental health and we must stop it. Depression and anxiety affect almost everyone, either directly or indirectly. So, this song—which is just a little piece of me—is for all of you.3 comments seen by 1LikeCommentShare
