It’s not easy watching a friend go through a rough time, especially when it feels like the world is just piling on.

Ah, the friend zone. The place where many of us have spent a little more time than we’d like to admit. You know the one – the cozy spot where you’re not quite “just friends,” but you’re definitely not anything more. Sometimes, it’s harmless, sometimes a bit uncomfortable, and occasionally, it’s downright awkward.

Almost three years ago, I sat behind a microphone for my very first radio broadcast for Andover Radio.

Three months after my last relationship ended, I’m still trying to get back into dating. Watching friends move on with confidence is inspiring, but I’m still healing and unsure when I’ll be ready to take that leap myself.

For years, I wore a mask—one that showed a smiling face, confident demeanor, and the illusion of having it all together. But behind that mask, there was a different story: a story of silent battles, hidden fears, and a constant internal struggle. Mental health isn’t something you can always see, and for a long time,