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We are also open for submissions from anyone at all. If your topic is related to men healing from sexual victimization, we'd love to hear from you. This includes male survivors, clinicians, journalists, writers, poets, and even visual artists.

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After a hiatus since October 2024, the MenHealing Blog is back. Formerly considered an Alumni blog, the new blog will now include articles from MenHealing Staff, Facilitators, Board Members, and occasional guest writers from within our greater community— and maybe even from you.

We are also open for submissions from anyone at all. If your topic is related to men healing from sexual victimization, we'd love to hear from you. This includes male survivors, clinicians, journalists, writers, poets, and even visual artists. You don't have to be a professional anything. We believe all people deserve the chance to express themselves about this important topic.

We don't have a formal submission process at this time, so please reach out to us through our Contact Form.

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Close-up photo of a man in a suit and tie, holding a hand against one eye, while the other eye weeps.

I Write Because I Weep

I’ve always been the kid who sits in the back of the room and wise cracks to the class about the (unspoken) rules that we were expected to abide. It wasn’t about getting attention. It was signaling that I was wise to the charade. That I understood about

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Reaching Back to Wholeness

Reaching Back to Wholeness

I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to heal lately. How do we move to wholeness when sometimes it seems like the views of others are stacked against us? A few months ago, I tore a tendon in my shoulder, maybe from overuse while swimming. Swimming had

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A young boy running through a field of tall grasses, towards a horizon of blue sky.

Running Into Myself

“Wow! This place is huge! This is gonna be great.” He’s in a onesie. It covers his feet with soft fabric. His excitement propels him. He runs into the house, down the hall, into the kitchen. He makes a sliding stop, changes directions, runs back and to the left,

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Seeing Pain, Feeling Connection

Seeing Pain, Feeling Connection

We all process the world differently. For those of us who carry deep trauma, things that barely register for others can hit us like a truck. A word, a tone, an image — and suddenly we’re shaken to the core. It’s an echo of old wounds, the lingering touch

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