By the 3rd one or so, I was awash with a familiar doubt.
“I don’t feel like being there. How does this help me? I’m not making a difference there. Why bother?'“
I seriously contemplated not turning up for the next one.
“What difference would it make?” I asked myself.
It is at times like these that I realise how important to my mental well-being it is to make decisions before they need to be made. As I had already decided to keep attending early on, I kept to my decision.
And I never doubted myself in this area again.
Since that incident, I had ‘religiously’ been present at every monthly meeting.
At this point, having just attended the 10th session (I hope my math is right), I told the group my experience and that I had grown since that first meeting.
Because our meetings are meant to be private, I am not at liberty to disclose what we have discussed or done in them. Suffice it to say that I have found them to be an important part of my growth this year.
I am immensely grateful to have found this group of men. Though we aren’t necessarily ‘brothers in arms’ in closeness (yet), I know that I can count on at least some of them should I ever need to call for an listening ear or for help.
It is a relief to know that I am not the only one bothered by the oft-unspoken loneliness that many men face.
Though we may put on a brave front or say that we are fine, more often than not, we aren’t.
I believe that this needs to be a more widespread thing. And as I have been inspired, so shall I inspire others.
Perhaps in 2020, I will start one and see where that takes us. There is much to consider, of course, but, as one of the lessons I learned attending this Group, I need to take action, not just stay in my head.
Here’s to a connected 2020, for all men everywhere.