I feel like I've been giving 20 percent energy to every aspect of my life. I'm a distracted father, a sheepish entrepreneur, I've been reading the same book for six months now, and when I write, I let my fingers do the thinking.
Everyone has their ups and downs, but when you feel like you've got more downs than ups, it's time to ask more questions.
Here are the most read Dadding Depressed articles of June 2018. Share your favorite!
A large number of men are struggling with depression and anxiety as well as other ailments, but they are afraid to talk to a doctor about it. Simply acknowledging it and making a small step towards making a change goes a long way to fixing the problem.
What can you do to combat today's suicide epidemic? It certainly can feel like it's slipping away from us, out of our control. And it's often that we don't know what to do. The simplest thing you can do is learn. Know the stats. Share the stats. Defeat the stats.
I didn't watch Queer Eye For The Straight Guy in the early 2000's, but I've been binging on Netflix's reboot. And I think every man--gay, straight, or anywhere in between--should too. Why? Because you just should. Trust me. But if that doesn't do it for you, here are three great reasons.
It was an important reminder that I somehow managed to reflect upon as I muttered the most miserable version of Old MacDonald in Isaiah's ear. On the other side of pain, discomfort, and conflict is, very often, healing.
The thing with overthinkers is that we are thoughtful, inquisitive, and perceiving--we are sponges soaking up the world around us. But we can easily get lost, asking question after question like one step after another into a dark cave until we find ourselves trapped in the darkness. Our problem is we don’t know how to stop thinking, or when to turn our minds around.
If we want to raise healthy men, we need to stop polluting our boys with these classic sayings.
When it comes to bodily maintenance, I was a typical guy, and, we all know, men aren't known for good hygiene. Sure, I'd shower daily, brush my teeth, and gel my hair, but I'd never heard of exfoliation, and I lived simply by the motto: "doesn't show, let it grow." And, boy did I. My wedding night was spent searching for a needle in a haystack.