Men Cry Too, MENtal HEALth Awareness For Men & Veterans

04/14/2026

We are very much a dedicated sponsor and friend! Men Cry Too, MENtal HEALth Awareness For Men & Veterans Darren McCarty Grind Time Wrestling Academy

🤝 SPONSOR SPOTLIGHT: MEN CRY TOO 🤝

Grind Time Wrestling is proud to have Men Cry Too – Mental Health Awareness for Men & Veterans as a sponsor.

They’re doing real work in our community—helping men and veterans speak up, find support, and take control of their mental health.

In a business where people are taught to stay tough and stay silent…
this message matters.

👉 You’re not alone. Help is out there.

If you or someone you know needs support, reach out:
🌐 mencrytoo-mentalhealth.com

We appreciate organizations like this stepping up and making a difference.

More than wrestling. It’s about community. 🐙❤️

04/02/2026

Today is a great day to celebrate someone special. Family is often thought of as some one who you grew up with, was in family pictures, and you saw ever so often. What is great about becoming an adult is you start to create a chosen family.

In the world of metal health, addictions, su***de prevention, etc. we become a unique group of people who only truly understand the pain an alike person is going through or have gone through. You connect stronger because you finally have a person or group of people who really understand something you can’t explain.

Darren, had my back before he ever even knew it. His life story and how he stood up and protected his friends and how he helped himself; kept me alive during a very dark time. His life story and determination saved me. And I have been forever grateful to have as a friend and a brother such an amazing human!

Darren, may you have one tremendous day of celebrations! May you have many many more grand years ahead of you! 🎉 And may you have a very healthy-happy birthday! ❤️ 🏒 🥅 🚨

Cheers to you!

03/16/2026

🚨 LOOKING FOR A WEBSITE DESIGNER…AGAIN 🚨
-Share If You Think You Know The Right Person-

If you or someone you know is AMAZING with creating a website (and more of a plus if they’re creative in taking the design and pulling it across to print business cards, etc. so that everything ties together…this is a HUGE PLUS)

Mandatory:
⭐️ Detailed Web Pages
⭐️ Catchy Landing Page
⭐️ multiple tabs
⭐️ ability to sign up for classes or events
⭐️ run an online merch store with full payment processing etc. & be able to display merch in a modern format
⭐️ sign up for monthly newsletter
⭐️ post YouTube videos and weekly podcast
⭐️ Work within a budget (new business)
⭐️ Super Creative

📣This will be for Men Cry Too, MENtal HEALth Awareness For Men & Veterans

📝 We already own our domain name.

Preferred (but not Required):
✅ Local to Michigan (ideally between Metro Detroit - Lansing)…like the idea of being able to meet in person at times, but not mandatory if your awesome and the price works
✅ experienced with over 3 years
✅ you have websites you have built to show as a reference
✅ Small business; owned and operated by someone who understands mental health issues or deals with their own issues or a Veteran (to be inclusive of our missing to support mental health within men and veterans)

🎉Contact: If you have questions please feel free to send me (Evan) a private message or email me at…
📧 mentalhealthmencrytoo@gmail.com

Looking forward to hearing from you! 💙
-Evan Christopher

ConnectedNAMI Grind Time Wrestling Academy Michigan Association for Su***de Prevention NAMI Michigan

03/11/2026

Hope to see you there!

DETROIT. 313 DAY. MOTOR CITY MANIA. 🔥

The 313 is about grit. It’s about heart. It’s about showing the world what the Motor City is made of. This Friday, March 13th, we’re celebrating Detroit the only way we know how: with absolute chaos in the squared circle.

Grind Time Wrestling is taking over Cass Ave for a night you won't forget. 💥

📍 WHERE: 3627 Cass Ave, Detroit
🗓 WHEN: Friday, March 13th

This is for the city. We’re keeping it local with 313 pricing:
✅ ADULTS: $13.13
✅ KIDS: $3.13

Don't just hear about it later. Be there to witness the intensity, the athleticism, and the pure Detroit energy. This isn't just a show: it's a movement.

🚨 TICKETS ARE LIVE NOW: 🚨
https://www.eventbrite.com/e/313-day-wwe-style-matchdown-with-grind-time-wrestling-gym-tickets-1979959282513?aff=ebdssbdestsearch

Get your tickets before they’re gone. Represent your city.

See you at ringside. 🦾

03/03/2026

✍️ 🚨 The “Pause” ✍️ 🚨 Words of Encouragement, Welcomed ✍️ 🚨 I Break Too ✍️ 🚨

To my friends and family…

The things in life that I try to help others fight, is currently what I am fighting. I don’t see the point in hiding it. If you love me, if you like me, if I want you to trust me, if I want you to know you’re not alone…I must show you the real side of me during these moments.

I shut down too. I get scared too. These are the darkest days. I don’t know if they last for a few days or a few weeks.

⭐️ My nausea and nerves are at new levels.
⭐️ The thoughts of su***de to take away the pain do creep in. But I do know better. But it hurts to know my walls can’t block out all of the negativity.
⭐️ I am scared. Because it is normal to be scared when you feel like you can’t control your thoughts or your body.
⭐️ I feel alone. Though I know I am not.
⭐️ The flood gates open…everything that hurts me is blown out of proportion.
⭐️ I see the “fat” Evan who has gained weight.
⭐️ I see the “useless” Evan who can’t keep his word.
⭐️ I see the “worthless” Evan who thinks everyone must be talking about what a loser I have become.
⭐️ I see the “old” Evan that everyone must compare me to.
⭐️ I see the “new” Evan that doesn’t know if he can leave the house tomorrow, that isn’t sure if he can eat today, that is scared to eat because I hate throwing up, that wants to stay in bed and sleep because while I am asleep…”I am not here”…I don’t feel the pain or darkness.

I want to be me again. I want to laugh. I want to see the light. I want my thoughts to be bright and positive.

I have not felt this bad for probably 15 years. It’s sad how quickly you can remember it.

To those who read this…my friends…my friends of friends…strangers…This is when “we” need you. This is when I and others are beyond scared and we might not show it or we are an iceberg. You are only getting 10%; we are still hiding the 90%.

My minds negativity is being further condemned because I can’t turn on the tv, I can’t go on Facebook, I can’t go online without seeing stories of war, stories of those stuck, stories of those killed, stories of disagreement, stories of one side attacking another, stories of one country attacking another, stories of death, stories of hate…etc.

My mind needs positivity. So I find strength. I can’t do it on my own. It’s why I try so hard to be there for others. I know how much it hurts. I know how dark it gets. I know what it was like to fight alone. I hated it. That’s why I broke away from it.

No, I don’t think this is a cry for sympathy. No, it is not a false cry at su***de. I know I am strong. But I am educated. I know it takes a millisecond to make the wrong choice in the midst of trying to do the right thing.

Some people who get scared of su***de are not crying wolf. If done daily we might have a problem. Someone who does it every few years…they’re scared. They’re scared because they know better and they feel themselves losing power. They know a strong support system is sometimes what they need to fight to get out of the darkness.

I don’t ask for prayers. I ask for some kind genuine words. Yes, they do help. Sometimes being reminded your worth does mentally help you battle the darkness and get back to the light.

I wouldn’t do something I didn’t believe in. Right now I just want positivity in my world. So I have something to hold onto during the darkness. The hard parts are only something I can conquer. I know that. But support is just that; support.

To those who see this. To those who respond with something positive. My “thank-you” will never be powerful enough to explain, truly, how thankful I am for those who took the time to read this and say something positive.

For now I can simply say… “thank you”; but know I mean so much more!

🧡 💙 💜
Evan

Men Cry Too, MENtal HEALth Awareness For Men & Veterans

02/17/2026

✍️…To Those Who Stand With Us…Even When We Can’t Respond… ✍️

…The pain and suffering of anxiety and depression…the darkness is a pain none of us will be able to explain to a person who has never been diagnosed. We don’t wish you to understand; as the only way to understand is to have it.

One of the many reasons we don’t reach out is because we know we have lost the ability to be accountable. It’s a truth that hurts us more than you will ever know. We become afraid of making appointments…making plans…because we don’t know what the day will be like. Will we have just gone 30 hours of being awake; battling rolling panic attacks to now we need to be in the shower to get ready and it is the first hour in over a day where we can finally feel our brain letting us sleep.

The sleep isn’t always needed. Sometimes it is. It allows for us to reset. But when your mind has attacked you for 30 hours…what you really want is a place to hide from your thoughts.

When we close our eyes…it is our one shot of freedom. And to be clear; that isn’t always a guarantee. Those of us who have night terrors from PTSD, vivid dreaming, relive our fears in our sleep…we wake up in soaked clothes, sheets that are damp, pillowcases that need to be changed.

We didn’t even get to rest once we thought our brain would let us.

But you stay by our side. You send us messages. You send us text messages. Call us. Some times even show up at our door.

Don’t ever think I/we do not love what you have done for us. But for a few hours…a few days…a few weeks… we may be silent. It’s not because we desire to disrespect you. We are struggling or we are having a good day, week, etc. and we don’t want to think of the bad days…the days you rallied behind us.

I can speak for myself… I hate missing emails, texts, messages. I don’t know why my mind avoids them at times. Why I won’t respond faster, I know better…I know how much your words mean to me…but sometimes I guess it’s just that my mind is in such a haze that I don’t know how to say “thank you” because what you have done for me means more to me than saying two words. But my mind is too tired to want to write more. So I stay silent. It’s never what I mean. I am sorry to those who reach out and get a delayed response from me.

What I can tell you is please don’t give up on me. Please don’t stop. Because every message I do read. They do help. And I will get better at being quicker to respond. If you know me, you know that isn’t the person I once was. I was always so timely. But things have changed.

And I/we are learning how to maneuver the world in these new boundaries.

But you are appreciated. Loved. And I do need you to not give up on me.

💙

Men Cry Too, MENtal HEALth Awareness For Men & Veterans Evan Christopher

02/11/2026

This is truth!

02/10/2026

✍️ I Miss Me…and You Miss You ✍️

Whether you were 5 years old, 12 years old, or maybe lucky enough to be 30 years old…the first time you “lost” someone…there wasn’t a necessary surprise. You and I were aware as we grew up that we would say our final good-byes to our grandparents, parents, and so on.

Maybe more shocking were those who were our age. The motorcycle accident, the late diagnosis of cancer, the drunk driver who ran a red light. It hit us hard…we grieved…and in time we did move on. We never forgot them; but we could move on.

We all experience the loss of a loved one. But not all of us experience the loss of ourselves.

Mental health…anxiety…depression…PTSD…these diagnosis’s steal who we were. Though many of us survive…the person we once were is gone. We never got to say goodbye, we never got a funeral to embrace the change and the passing, the person we remembered died and we never got a chance to accept we would need to move on.

We have the same shell. The same skeleton. But our mind works differently now. Our soul has been adjusted. We hurt differently these days.

We are not allowed to be angry. Because being angry means you’re not moving on. We are not allowed to think about the past because people tell us there is no good in doing so.

You and I, we look in the mirror….what happened?

The weight gain, the loss of pride in our appearance, the lack of energy, the nausea in our stomach, the feeling like all we have is acid burning a hole inside of us, the anxious feeling of always feeling like your one second away from throwing up, the fight to get ready to go to the smallest event.

Being angry that you finally pulled yourself to complete every task it takes to be ready to leave your house and then SLAM…the floor falls out…the anxiety doubles, the heart rate takes off, the sweat runs down your forehead and down your back, all the hard work you did to get ready is ruined…if you go looking like this you imagine all the comments said behind your back.

If you re-shower and change you know more panic attacks will continue to hit you because now you are rushing and know you will still be late.

So you stop…you sit on the edge of your bed and your remember who you once were.

You remember how excited you got to attend events. You remember the joy of getting dressed up. You remember how much fun you had to see your friends laughing. You realize so many life events have happened for others…and you couldn’t make them. You tell yourself that your a disappointment and your apology to others mean nothing.

You remember who you were before all of this…and you cry. That version is gone. You didn’t get to say goodbye. But you have to push to enjoy life. The remaining life you have. New memories can be created…you just may need to find new people to bring into your life.

No matter what…I will always miss me. But now is the time to remember the new me; just might be better.

Men Cry Too, MENtal HEALth Awareness For Men & Veterans Michigan Mental Wellness

02/09/2026

✍️ Your War…Your Win ✍️

When life changed for me 18 years ago…I didn’t believe I would see 21. My fears ran too deep. My pain came from the roots up. I sat alone; until I found my voice.

Luckily, I found courage at that same time. Because while speaking led me to survival. While friends cheered me on. My family gave me the “shhshhh” that I once received being a child and speaking out of turn at the dinner table.

Verbally beaten like a puppy who had an accident on the living room rug. I was new to this. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to change how I lived. I was scared. I was angry. I wanted to know “why me?”

21 came and gone. Victory was on the forefront. I had found ways to beat the panic attacks, to float higher than the grey clouds of depression… I found life. I found my laugh. I found my heart. I found my smile.

At the knock of 32, a business promotion took me to Oz…the world I had always wanted to live in…be a part of…be near family. But the emerald walls were the only attraction once you got inside the doors.

I had survived what life threw at me since birth; surgeries, anxiety, depression. And I had worked hard to make something of myself by 30. Double credit hours in college while working 70 hour weeks. Be the youngest to achieve many things…I was the thorn in the side of a family who wanted my negatives to be my story…not be the encouragement to lift me up.

At 33, the middle of Covid…legally blocked from coming home due to the border shut downs. No life raft could reach me. I was sitting alone in dark waters. Though in the moment; I felt false security since I had family north, south, east, and west of me. My Oz didn’t have a Glinda…it was all wicked. Well maybe that is the trick… maybe all I had was Glinda…the fake smile in every direction.

I still evade the story that is to tell. The day will come when the story of the months leading up to my return to Michigan is a well known story. One that is hard to believe. Twists and turns. I question if the best writers could produce the storyline my life took on.

Here we are at 37 soon to be 38. The depths of darkness reappear much more than I desire. But I fight. Never knowing if it will last an hour, a day, a week, or more.

I want the silence. The quiet. The thoughts to stop. I close my eyes and pictures a wave only Poseidon himself could conjure. Miles high. Waiting to crash down upon me. Not in pain. But in embrace. Bringing silence to my thoughts. Floating in freedom. Ending the negatives and letting me feel as if the voices and darkness have been washed away.

It takes strength to find serenity in the unknown of the depths of water. But I only see myself standing tall at the end of it. As the tide retracts. As the ocean regains its calming allure. How the sea birds fly above head. As the sun peaks across the calm waters. For some it is a new day. For me it is the war that I have won.

*In life we all will face moments that test us. Moments where we cry. Moments where we don’t believe the darkness goes away. Moments where we feel alone. Scared to ask for help. Scared to move. Scared to leave our room. These are the days you work for the small goals. Brush your teeth, comb your hair, put on a song or show that makes you laugh or makes you feel good. Avoid the people who pray on your pain. That enjoy knowing your suffering because it makes them feel better about their life.

This was a war you never asked for. But it is a war you will win.

All my best wishes to those who struggled yesterday, today, and so on. Only together will we win. Our honesty is our weapon. Our loyalty to one another is our army.

NAMI Michigan Men Cry Too, MENtal HEALth Awareness For Men & Veterans Evan Christopher

02/05/2026

Come one. Come all. Come see all the fun & check out Men Cry Too, MENtal HEALth Awareness For Men & Veterans we are a proud sponsor of the event and supporting Grind Time Wrestling Academy. We will have a table set up with some of our new merch! Couldn’t be happier to see Detroit come together for so many great things!

Michigan Mental Wellness DMac Osb Darren McCarty

🔥 313 DAY: MOTOR CITY MANIA 🔥
This is a full-on celebration of Detroit wrestling, Detroit culture, and Detroit pride.

🎟️ Tickets are ONLY $3.13
✨ VIP options available
🏆 We’re raffling off a custom 313 Day Championship Belt
🎓 PLUS: Graduation of our newest class
🎉 Activities, surprises, interactions, announcements — the whole night is stacked.

📅 Friday March 13th, 2026
📍 3627 Cass Ave Suite C, Detroit MI 48207
🚪 Doors: 4PM | 🔔 Bell: 7PM

🎟️ Grab tickets here:
https://www.eventbrite.com/e/313-day-wwe-style-matchdown-with-grind-time-wrestling-gym-tickets-1979959282513

313 STAND UP. 🐙🔥

01/31/2026

Real words!

01/31/2026

Men Need To Be Seen As Equal!