For men who woke up one day and didn't recognise themselves.

I know what it’s like to wake up with that knot in your stomach. The kind that makes facing the day feel heavier than it should.

You didn’t choose this version of yourself — but somehow you became him.

You move through the world as a shell, wondering when the version of you that felt alive disappeared. You compare yourself constantly. You can’t understand how you ended up here while everyone else seems to be moving forward.

What makes it harder is not knowing why. You didn’t plan to drift. And yet here you are.

There are days when even the people closest to you don’t seem to understand what’s happening inside you. From the outside, you look functional. On the inside, you feel displaced.

This is not motivation. But something here might move you anyway.

It exists for men who feel quietly collapsed — still standing, but not steady.

Nothing here will try to hype you. Nothing here will promise transformation. There is no dramatic breakthrough waiting behind the next paragraph.

What there is, is structure. Steadiness. A way to dismantle the mask slowly and rebuild agency — without needing belief first.

You don’t need confidence to begin. You don’t need hope. You need footing.