You've probably told yourself no one else could understand this. That you're uniquely broken, that if the men in your life knew, they'd be disgusted. So you keep it hidden, and the hiding makes it worse. Secrecy and shame are the fuel this runs on, and isolation is where it grows strongest.
Here's what changes everything: sitting in a room with other men who get it, because they're fighting the same battle. Not because they read about it, but because they've lived it. The moment you realize you're not the only one, the shame starts to lose its grip.