By Corey Hirsch
Back in 1994, most people probably looked at me and thought, “This kid is living the dream.” I was 21 years old and had backstopped Canada to an Olympic silver medal in February. A few months later, I was skating around Madison Square Garden, hoisting the Stanley Cup as a member of the New York Rangers. Life couldn’t get any better, right? Think again.
On the inside — in my mind — I was a mess.
I was paralyzed by horrible, dark thoughts that felt like they would never go away. I didn’t know what was happening to me – and the NHL was not a place where you could admit you had a mental health issue. If I had a knee injury, the process was simple. I’d have my injury assessed, then get a treatment plan and be told when I could play again. But the NHL had no treatment plan for mental health back in those days.
When I finally reached out for help, I was diagnosed with obsessive-compulsive disorder. It was such a relief to know there was an explanation for why I was feeling this way. Since sharing my story, I’ve gotten amazing support from the hockey community. Most importantly, I’ve heard from many young kids who are experiencing mental health issues, asking for help.