Sunday 22 April 2018

Conor Cusack: Depression nearly killed me – yet now it's become my friend

Conor Cusack.
Conor Cusack.

I STILL remember the moment well. It was a wet, cold, grey Friday morning. I rose out of bed, having had no sleep. Panic attacks are horrific experiences by day; by night, they are even worse.

I had loved and excelled in school but it was the same with my hurling, it was the same with my friends, it was the same with my family, it was the same with the people of Cloyne, it was the same with life – I had lost interest in all of them.

They say something has to crack to allow the light in. That morning, I finally cracked. All my strength at keeping up my pretence had gone. I curled up in the corner of the building and began to cry.

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