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Nobody wakes up one morning suddenly "not coping." It comes on like a slow leak, so gradual you adjust to it without noticing, until one day you realise you've been running on the rim for months.
I'm not a doctor and this isn't a diagnosis. It's the stuff a bloke can actually spot in himself, told the way we'd tell it. If a few of these have been you lately, keep reading to the end.
The signs, in plain language
Sleep's gone weird. You're knackered but you lie there wired, or you wake at 3am with your head going like a bandsaw. Or all you want to do is sleep, and it never touches the tiredness.
The wind-down drinks have crept up. What used to be one or two after a big day is now most days, and it's less about the taste than about switching your head off. (There's a whole piece on this one.)
Short fuse at home. The people who cop it are the ones closest, snapping at your partner over nothing, no patience with the kids, then feeling like rubbish about it, which winds you tighter for next time.
You're dreading the job. Not normal Monday-itis. Sitting in the ute in the morning not wanting to get out. Work you used to be proud of feeling like wet cement.
You've gone quiet. Turning down the things you used to say yes to. Not returning calls. Weekends thinning out. Somehow both wanting company and avoiding it.
Nothing's got any juice in it. The fishing, the footy, the shed, the stuff that used to top you up just doesn't. You're going through the motions and privately wondering why you bother.
Why we miss it in ourselves
Two reasons. First, the slow leak: each week is only a little worse than the last, so there's never an alarm, just a long slide you keep calling "a bit tired." Second, we grade ourselves on output. Still turning up to work? Still paying the bills? Then I must be fine. But "functioning" and "fine" are different things, and plenty of men run not-fine for years behind a full diary.
Signals, not failings
Get this bit right: none of the above means you're weak, broken, or failing at being a man. They're signals, the same as a squeal from a bearing. A bearing that squeals isn't a write-off; it's a part asking for attention before it becomes a bigger job. You wouldn't call the machine a failure. You'd call it early.
That's the whole trick with a rough patch: caught early, it's usually very fixable. Left to run, it digs in. The signals are doing you a favour if you'll let them.
What to do with an early signal
Nothing dramatic. Pick one:
Tell someone. A mate, your partner, your brother. "I've been in a bit of a hole lately" is a complete sentence and a good one.
Ring or text 1737. Free, 24/7, confidential, trained people. There's a peer support option (2 to 10pm daily) where you can ask to talk to a man who's been through his own rough patch. You don't need to be in crisis, "I've been feeling off for a while" is exactly what it's for.
See your GP. Rough patches have plenty of workable fixes, and some have physical causes worth ruling out. Book it like you'd book the ute in: overdue, routine, done.
A rough patch is a patch. It's a stretch of road, not the whole road, but the blokes who get through them fastest are the ones who say something early. Tools down for a minute. Make the call.
If you need to talk: call or text 1737, free, 24/7. The Depression Helpline is 0800 111 757 (or free text 4202). In an emergency, call 111. The full list is at the bottom of every page.