Brainy Books: Boys Don’t Cry by Tim Grayburn @TimGrayburn @HodderBooks

Hi Guys, so I told you a little while back that these new features would be starting over here to spice things up a bit while I’m focusing on my book and it’s taken a bit of setting up but here is the first one, Yay! This is Brainy Books, each month I will highlight a new(ish) book with a mental health slant. There are so many of these great books out there especially one’s where people like you and me are putting their hearts and souls out there and taking a risk to bare all so let’s give them some support eh?

If at any point one of you thinks you would like to read and review one of these books I would love that so please hit me up! And if you want to read more of my bookish talk I have another blog full of it BrizzleLassBooks.com!

So…here is everything you want to know about Boys Don’t Cry by Tim Grayburn…enjoy folks!

Description

Boys Don’t Cry is a book that will make sense of depression and anxiety for people who might not recognise those feelings in themselves or others.

Suicide is the single biggest killer of men aged 20-45 in the UK. Depression and undiagnosed mental illness are huge contributors to these deaths as they’re often more difficult to diagnose in men. And those men don’t tend to talk about the typical symptoms or visit their doctor.

Meet Tim.

For nearly a decade he kept his depression secret. It made him feel so weak and shameful he thought it would destroy his whole life if anyone found out.

And Tim is not alone.

After finally opening up he realised that mental illness was affecting many men around the globe – and he knew that wasn’t ok.

A brutally honest, wickedly warming and heart-breaking tale about what it really takes to be a ‘real man’, written by one who decided that he wanted to change the world by no longer being silent.

This is Tim’s story, but it could be yours too.

Review

Boys Don’t Cry is an honest account of what happens when depression intrudes into your life. Tim Grayburn writes with an honesty which is refreshing yet intensely heartbreaking. His accounts of how crippling and terrifying his illness was at times left me raw with emotion. Even as someone who is no stranger to depression I couldn’t help but feel the power of the words he had put on the page.

Time writes as though he is writing to a friend, his writing is friendly and comfortable, there is no formality and this informal style stays in place throughout the book. He is clearly comfortable in his own skin but this has not always been the case and he shares this story with brutal honest.

His determination to share his story, to help others is a trait I admire and share and I understand this need to break down walls and make people understand the misunderstood.

Tim is one of many people who has had an horrific experience with medications, and not surprisingly he’s not particularly a fan of them as a result. Having Bipolar and literally having my life saved with medication I have a different outlook on meds BUT I’m a very strong believer in everyone getting all treatment paths possible so that they don’t get forced down one road. Nobody should be forced onto medication then kept on it for years if they don’t want to and some of Tim’s experiences with the meds in this book made my blood run cold.

I felt particularly touched by his relationship with his partner Bryony, finding someone who will do anything and everything to see you through the dark is a rare and precious commodity and I felt lightened reading their story, how they developed a play and took it around the world to tell his story together. There was such strength demonstrated by them both which I really admired.

At the end of the book are a selection of letters and emails sent to Tim from men who attended the play. These letters are so deeply moving I defy anybody to read them and not shed a tear. These are just proof that this is a man who has found a way to touch people deeply and make other men feel like it’s OK to talk about their own illness and that can only be a good thing.

I have to send a huge thanks to Vero at Hodder Books for sending me the Review Copy so that I was able to honestly read and review this wonderful book.

Extract

The quick fix of drink or drugs or sex wasn’t really doing it any more – maybe sex was still doing it a little bit. I needed something else, though, but I had no idea what it was. Back at home and trampling through the fields near our house with our dog Maisy, I walked past a tree we used to play when I was a kid called the treehouse tree – the wonderful creative minds of eight-year-olds, eh? – and I thought that if I were going to hang myself then that would be where I’d do it. This was my first suicidal thought. It wasn’t conclusive in any way and I was lucky enough to fight it enough to convince myself not to actually do it. But just the fact that I’d even thought about it made me even more confused and upset. I looked into Maisy’s eyes for ages after that and thought about the possibility that she may be depressed, too, and if she were she wouldn’t even have the capability to hang herself – she just had to keep going and live her life until old age takes it away. Maybe she’s living her life to protect mine – her being there made me feel the love that she had for me and made think that maybe that was my purpose, to protect someone else from pain, whatever theirs might be. I was saved by a dog.

Buy Links

If you like the sound of this here are the links you need to pick it up or add it to your Goodreads!

Goodreads | Amazon UK | Amazon US | Waterstones | Foyles | Book Depository | Speedy Hen | Wordery

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