The man in the mirror is tired. Not from lifting the world, but from pretending he can. Society loves its men stoic, predictable, and perhaps a little broken—just not too visibly.
When was the last time we asked a man how he’s really doing? Not the polite, “How’s work?” but the uncomfortable, “How’s your head holding up?”
Somewhere between the gym and the boardroom, the art of being human got lost in translation. Men die younger—not just from cholesterol or accidents, but from silence. Vulnerability? That’s a lecture, not a practice. And “mental health” always seems to be for someone else.
This day, International Men’s Day, should come with a disclaimer: Don’t celebrate. Question instead.
What does “I’m fine” even mean anymore?
When was the last time a man felt safe enough to answer honestly?
How many friendships go beyond banter over a match?
And how often is ambition a choice, not just a default setting?
Men don’t need applause today. They need permission. Permission to falter. To feel. To start again. To embrace the strength that comes from admitting, “I need help.”
“The strongest men are not those who lift the most, but those who admit when they can’t and seek help.”
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