Males Unlikely to Get Help for DepressionPin

Males Unlikely to Get Help for Depression

Males Unlikely to Get Help for DepressionPinThat’s what new studies are telling us.

Unfortunately, in many circles, depression is seen as a weakness:

Major depression is a biological, medical illness with physical, cognitive and mental symptoms. Despite clear scientific evidence of depression’s medical and biological links, it remains stigmatized as a sign of weakness or low character.

 

Acceptance of depression as a verifiable and treatable illness is further complicated by gender bias, leading it to be falsely categorized as a “woman’s” illness. For depressed men, this bias decreases their chances of being properly diagnosed and treated.

Guys get depression too, and seeking out help instead of trying to self-medicate and harming yourself as an end result is not weakness. It is one of the strongest things you can do.

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