Why does actually moving the needle on the mental health for the men in my community…

…instead of just spouting off some pretty therapy-speak, feeding them some mantra to chant in front of the mirror about how they’re all kings, send them off, pat myself on the back, and call it a day…

…matter?

I don’t even know where to begin.

Men need immediate mental health intervention.

Desperately.

I couldn’t possibly list all the reasons why if I spent the next ten days working on it and I absolutely do not have ten days for this… or ten hours, even.

So, here are a handful of deeply-abbreviated reasons:

Back on my Reddit account, men weren’t just asking for nudes (which I was giving out like candy because, like I said earlier: we all need a hobby).

They were asking for fucking help.

Often chaotically.

A lot of times, they didn’t even know what they wanted help with, they just knew that their brains were fucking screaming at them from all directions.

They felt crushed.

They were catastrophically alone.

They were confused about how to navigate… literally everything:

  • Women.

  • The absolute fucking psychosis that is the modern internet hellscape.

  • Social interactions.

  • Making meaningful friendships.

  • Feeling connected.

  • Finding purpose.

  • NOT feeling like the entire fucking world was falling apart.

  • NOT feeling like their lives were fucking hopeless.

  • NOT feeling like there was literally no meaning to be found in the world anywhere anymore.

  • NOT wanting to just throw in the fucking towel and die already.

…just to name roughly 1% of the things that are actually on that list.

I could actually go on for days.

We do not have days.

They needed help.

I have a messianic complex.

They were already in my audience.