Some of my best mates recently went away on an epic, four-day hunting trip. Like myself, they’re also dads, and the chance to get away into the wilderness for a few days and pretend that we live in a post-apocalyptic hunter-gatherer society doesn’t come up very often. Due to prior family commitments, I wasn’t able to make this particular expedition, but I did make it to the KFC drive-thru three times that weekend.
After they had returned, one of my mates and I were talking about the hunt and all the antics that had gone down over the trip. We’re both pretty fresh to the dad scene, and so I asked him the obvious question:
“So bro, how many times did men’s postnatal mental health come up on the hunting trip?”
To which he replied, “Fortunately, zero.”
He was just kidding with the “fortunately” bit, but not about the zero.
I admit, this isn’t a typical post-hunt question. It's the type of question that you ask when you are in the middle of writing an article about men’s postnatal mental health. However, the fact that this isn’t something we often talk about as a group of 30-something dads is intriguing.