My parents unsuccessfully tried to prevent me from sharing my mental health stories online.
Whenever my parents took me for my psychiatric sessions at the Neuro-Psychiatric Hospital at Aro, Abeokuta, Ogun state, I would try to take pictures and videos of myself walking by the trees.
Those trees are beautiful and peaceful.
The ambience of that hospital is serene, soothing and calming.
Soon, I would love to visit the doctors and patients.
I would love to show myself to the doctors as a product of their intellectual efforts.
I would love to show myself to the patients as encouragement of what would be if they take their medicine and therapy according to prescription.
I would love to shoot a music video in that environment too.
As I was saying, they said that I was disgracing their family.
So, I stopped using my parents' names on my wall.
I have stopped using my ex-husband's name even before our marriage packed up.
I am Irawo Drummer!
AKA Drum Jamming Irawo!
AKA Disc Jockey Irawo!
Let me disgrace myself by myself.
After a second chance to live, I no longer care about disgrace or anything of that nature.
My aim is to bring light to the issue of mental health in Nigeria.
I am not ashamed to share my story.
I am a living testimony that one can still live a purposeful life after depression, suicidal attempts and divorce.
Check out my Cool Vibe videos about music therapy and mental health via these links:
- https://fb.watch/7S2GplEfUo/
- https://fb.watch/7S2JAh459E/
- https://fb.watch/7S2L0W1nvC/
- https://web.facebook.com/100000391516877/videos/3555834334439582/
Musically yours,
DJ Irawo
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