The Hard Truth Of Men’s Mental Health

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I kept seeing The Hidden Mind Codex mentioned in random threads, so I finally checked it out. Didn’t expect much, but wow—it actually made sense. It wasn’t just more “think happy thoughts” talk. It got into the structure of thinking, like how your brain really processes identity, pressure, and stress. Definitely worth a read.

nareshraam
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After all that bullshit he is just trying to sell you his fitness courses

laupeter
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Men's mental health is a crucial topic that needs more attention and understanding. Breaking down stigmas and encouraging open conversations is vital for men to feel comfortable seeking help when needed. Let's keep raising awareness and supporting each other in this journey towards better mental well-being. I also speak about that in my channel

DoctorCharlesSophy
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My depression is genetic. My mother has depression, my father has depression, Both sets of grandparents have depression, and we have a family history of depression, anxiety, and alcohol abuse. Not to mention the bipolar disorder on my father side.

dutchvanderlinde
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When people read an ad about depression and suddenly thought they were experts:

JeffGranja
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Any person can be depressed male or female. Everyone who is deserves help and resources as a human being to be safe in their mind and within themselves. Saying “man up” or “just work out and don’t seek any further help” is often the same as saying “slowly ignore your inner self’s needs and emotions until you can no longer take it and attempt suicide”. Men deserve to be safe being vulnerable emotionally to process things and release them instead of suppressing.

Jess-zmxt
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We live in a fucking world where people say male depression is fiction but we have to use the right pronouns to stop hurt feelings

xalian
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Working out definitely helps but it don’t help you forget what’s going on in your life and what’s causing the depression

gabegreer
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Working out...
Like if going to the gym is gonna make me forget the people ive lost, the things that I had to go through...

miguelcardenas
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Saying male depression isn’t real is like saying only women can catch covid. But we all know that would be a ridiculous statement to make don’t we.

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This is the most triggered and angered I’ve ever been seeing someone make fun of mental health like that

AndrewAndKeven
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I’m not depression, i feel trapped in a feeling of wanting to live at the same time giving up.
I feel that everyone around me is againts me, at the same time there is everything is my fault.
Maaan, I feel so tired, work, relationship, family… EVERYTHING sucks.
Sorry guys, I lose the battle. I think my September will be gray.

Sorry for my bad english… I can’t write, think and cry at the same time.

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Men’s life is so sad 😔 say wtv u want but as a woman I really think society should give more attention to men, to their safety and wellbeing! Men have emotions too, they should talk and be listened to too. Enough of women taking all the space in terms of attention. Men suffer mentally more than women do and I’m not the one saying it but mental health studies and suicide rates are. Society makes men feel ridiculous and ashamed if they talk about their feelings, so even if they are crying inside the majority of them will play it cool and wear that happy mask. No one has the right to tell a man to “man up!” when he speaks about his feelings. I’m sending love and support to all men 🫶🏻

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When I was 10, my dad said I was strong. He would hit me till no tears were shed.

In the modest confines of our home, nestled in the quiet suburbs, I, Alex, navigated the complexities of childhood beneath a cloud of fear and uncertainty. My father, a stern man with hands that knew no gentle touch, believed in a harsh brand of discipline that left me battered and bruised, both physically and emotionally.

Each blow was a painful reminder of my perceived inadequacies, a relentless assault on my fragile sense of self-worth. I learned to endure the pain in silence, burying my tears deep within the recesses of my soul where no one could see them.

As the years passed, the cycle of abuse became a familiar refrain, an ever-present specter that haunted the halls of our home. I watched as my peers reveled in the simple joys of childhood, their laughter a painful reminder of the innocence I could never reclaim.

But amidst the darkness that shrouded my youth, there were moments of fleeting tenderness that offered a brief respite from the storm. In those rare instances, my father would offer words of praise, however hollow, a fragile thread of affirmation in the tapestry of my despair.

And so, I clung to those moments like a lifeline, desperate for any semblance of validation in a world that seemed intent on breaking me. But even as I searched for solace in the arms of fleeting kindness, I found myself consumed by a profound sense of loneliness, a void that threatened to swallow me whole.

In the depths of my despair, I turned to the written word as a means of escape, pouring my heartache onto the pages of my journal. With each stroke of the pen, I found a measure of release, a fleeting reprieve from the turmoil that raged within me.

And though the scars of my past would never fully fade, I refused to let them define me. I carried my wounds with me as a testament to the strength that lay within, a reminder that I was more than the sum of my pain.

As I journeyed into adulthood, I forged my own path, guided by a fierce determination to break free from the chains of my past. And though the echoes of my youth still lingered, I faced the future with courage and resilience, knowing that I was not defined by the darkness that threatened to consume me, but by the light that burned brightly within.

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Kept seeing The Hidden Mind Codex mentioned in comment sections, so I finally read it. Man… this book goes deep. No sugarcoating. No recycled advice. Just clear, honest breakdowns of how the mind really works—and how to take back control. It’s like someone finally connected the dots. Can’t stop thinking about it.

DindyalSahani-ez
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It’s not about just working out or pills. I work out almost everyday. I don’t take pills. I have a good life and a fiancé and still I feel depressed. Sometimes there’s nothing you can do. I do the best I can with it but I’ve learned if you have it, it’s not going anywhere. Mentally you just have to break down and keep going. Surround yourself with love. Killing yourself is not an option.

Gaza-olvu
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Absolutely. There's a such thing as male depression. A lot of men experience it, but a lot of people don't believe in it, including guys.

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No one should have to go through things that are hard to go through by themselves. And it doesn’t matter the gender of that person, they shouldn’t have to go thru something hard ❤

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Working out helps me with my self esteem but that’s just one facet of depression if it’s a chronic mental illness

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Not one thing is gonna work for everyone I work out I look good ig but I still wake up and have those thoughts

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