There's always been a stigma attached to a man going through depression. The machismo attribute of never showing tears or displaying weakness is unashamedly still the definition of a 'real' man in today's society.
Nationally, despite the devastation caused by every suicide - to the friends, family, colleagues and all those working 'at the coalface', the topic has yet to make it as a central public issue. Which it should be. With an average of 12 men a day, according to published figures, male suicide costs the country £20million PER DAY. A cost which excludes suicide attempts.
My wife's expecting our first daughter in August this year, and I can't wait. I'm so excited about being a dad. But rewind just a few short years, and I could never have imagined this would be happening to me. Because my cancer surgeon had just uttered the words "the treatment will almost certainly leave you infertile".
People expect that anything as serious as cancer will have obvious symptoms which will warn them to get a check up. But early stage prostate cancer doesn't usually have any: no visible lumps to look out for, no funny pains to get checked out.
The hardest part of letting go of a relationship is actually accepting that you had a part to play in the demise of it. This may seem like a really difficult thing to do if you are in the early stages of a break up but it will be the most freeing thing you will do to move on.
I know this is a contentious area. Lots of doctors don't like using the PSA test because it's unreliable and can lead to over-diagnosis and over treatment. But at present it is the best thing men have got. And our clinical consensus will help GPs to use it more effectively.
As someone who has witnessed many changes in the field of fertility over the past 40 years, I was fascinated to see that researchers are increasingly focusing their attention on male fertility factors.
Instead of offering a hand to help survivors face their experiences head on, we shut them away in a dark lonely room where no one acknowledges what happened to them, forcing them into a silence and taking their voice away - ultimately prolonging their recoveries.
If my Dad had broke his leg he'd be sent home in a cast, and we'd have instructions on how he'd get better. We'd be told to help him rest for a few weeks, he'd be told when he could get back to walking, back to running and back to full recovery. We'd be told what medication he was on and when he should take it...
When I was 17 years old a man pulled over an articulated lorry on a busy road to hit on me. I can't be sure, but I think that's when a lifetime of being hit on constantly began. Now wait - before you think "ugh, what is this woman complaining about now?" I'm here to explain why women need to stop thinking other women are bragging when they tell these stories.
It is well-known amongst healthcare professionals that women are more likely to visit their GP and be more involved with their health. Some men can feel that by going to their doctor they'll be seen as someone who is making a fuss. Their default option may be simply to do nothing and carry on.
While I feel that it is positive progress to acknowledge that men too can be victims of unwanted sexual experiences, it concerns me that this inclusivity may not be seen as something that should consistently and continuously run through our language when discussing sexual abuse.
Most men simply don't have the tools or sensitivity to respond when one of their mates talks about his fears or inner feelings. They'll typically crack a joke to keep things safe, brush it off with a "don't worry mate, have another drink...", or change the subject to sex or sport.
We just mucked about all day with no rules to rein us in. We had no clock to worry about, or no structure to adhere to. We just simply went with the flow. An easy-going day full of fun, bonding and an astronomical amount of laughter.
Men, in hunter-gather times, used to leave their women and children behind in order to head out together on extended hunting trips, driven by the need to survive. During these journeys, men would find themselves in pristine, perilous wilderness where they would depend on one another and their own sharpened senses, to outwit potential predators.
Nine down, one to go - the end really is in sight. We've been over hills, down dales, along canals, over fields and stiles. Truly a walk on the wild side for this gentleman of the road and my trusty wingman Russ Green, who has walked every step with me. And we're getting cracking support as we inch closer to the finish.