Michael Oyier will be remembered as a father, husband, brother, and friend who had a profound impact on many people during his lifetime.
In a vintage video, the departed journalist discussed his battles with depression and how it reduced him to a shadow of his former self.
The journalist reassured individuals with depression in the film that their condition will improve with time. Journalist Michael Oyier, who passed away, talked candidly about his battles with depression and baby mothers.
In a recently released video on Engage Talk, Oyier discussed his professional achievements and likened it to a pastime. I believed that I had peaked in my television career in 2006.
My television program came in second place, only to be surpassed by The Beat, a music program. I used to tell my coworkers that my job was “like a well-paying hobby” because I was enjoying it so much.
“I was also known as the church boy, but that was my life in the public eye. I did a lot of moving. That was the private life, though.
Something was going on, an internal conflict. I’m not sure when that might have started. Yet I will divulge this. My parents are Alfred and Linet Oyier.
The second born son is me. a father to two moms and two daughters. Those two, the firstborn, whom I call my wonderful gift since I asked myself who I had become when she was conceived.
The individual battles with life. Which one do you identify with? My daughter, my second child, was born. I refer to her as my healing balm since, at last, I had the chance to give birth to her. Because I at last had the chance to feel worthy of becoming a father once she was born.”
Oyier mentioned that he had a different self-image as a father than he did when he was a co-parent. He disclosed that it became so burdensome for him that he experienced depression.
As you can see, I grew up in a setting where having a father figure and the expectations I set for myself regarding that role and my parenting style were crucial, if not vital.
However, the way my children were born did not allow for the vision I had in mind. I started to sink after that as I was unable to correct it. I was unable to make it right. Not even that I could disguise it. It was removed.
This life was led by Michael, but it was also his life. I therefore carry on living the life I’ve now realized is full of misery, agony, spending long days by myself in the house, being averse to food, and wishing to do nothing.
You could call me, but I wouldn’t answer. I was grumpy. Was there anything I could do with my energy? Just what was absolutely required. Being with and meeting my girls when we reached an agreement with their mothers was also one of the most important things.”