corook drops the wit and gets vulnerable AF

If there is one thing I consider myself a expert in it is using humor to deflect my emotions. I like to subtly sprinkle in my fears and anxiety into conversation in hopes someone asks if I need help because actually admitting I can’t handle something on my own sounds absolutely awful.

Unfortunately, I feel like that sentiment is pretty common place for the peoples of my generation. You know, the one that has had countless “once in a lifetime” occurrences happen annually and there is always someone else on their soapbox saying “they don’t have it THAT bad” or “mental health issues aren’t real, how could your thoughts make you sick or hurt you?”.

I went 28 years of my life rehearsing canned responses to “how are you Alex”…pretty good…living the dream…could be worse…it’s a time…not too bad… it wasn’t until recently I’ve even been able to recognize that I have depression on top of anxiety, let alone state what corook is able to say to the world with her newest single:

I’m not doing well.

Fuck….

When I saw her tweet she’s got incredibly raw single coming out I knew it was going to wreck me in the best way possible but I didn’t expect them to masterfully do so…tragically beautiful. And I hate to use that phrasing to be honest because there isn’t anything beautiful or poetic about mental illness and the battles it creates for millions, but what is beautiful is seeing people grow and work on themselves despite their brain telling them its not worth the energy.

I don’t know how to ask for help when I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

I could have used this track as a catalyst to get me into therapy a lot sooner than I did, but I say that as hindsight on how hard it was to even admit I wasn’t in a good place and I need to get better.

The song is somber, the guitar pulls at my heart threads like corook pulls on the guitar strings.

Vocals are spectacularly vibrant and cut deep similarly to how I heard idk God for the first time (in concert at a time I was not prepared to get punched in the face with emotion).

Corook is one of the strongest lyricists I have ever had the pleasure of seeing perform and I am never surprised at the emotional response I have when listening to anything they release.

Give I’m not doing well a listen below.

Additionally, if you feel similarly to anything I just wrote about or you connect with the lyrics in a sense of “I connect and I don’t know how to get better”, the hardest part in my experience was asking one simple word. Help. It’s scary as a motherfucker but brains are mean and constantly lying to you, find your people and they will support you.