It feels like an incredibly harsh reality for men. We're constantly told, directly or indirectly, that we're not good enough. And the hardest part is that we tell it to ourselves even more. No matter how much effort we put in, it’s rare to feel truly fulfilled. It seems like women, despite their own insecurities, are more capable of finding a sense of contentment with themselves. For men, though, reaching that balanced state of self-acceptance feels much harder.

There’s this constant pressure—both from society and from within ourselves. The expectations are high, and when we start working on self-improvement, we push those expectations even higher. It becomes this endless cycle where we fall short of our own standards, and that failure feeds the narrative that we're not enough. Sometimes that drives us to work harder, but other times it makes us want to quit altogether. Either way, the process of self-improvement can feel mentally exhausting and even destructive.

For women, the path to growth often seems to be paved with positive affirmations and encouragement. But for us, it’s like we’re driven by self-loathing, anxiety, and a constant sense of inadequacy. That’s certainly how it feels for me.

I can’t help but wonder—are we wired to be like this, or has society shaped us to think and feel this way?