I didn't think dad mental health applied to me until I found myself sitting in the at a stop light, it turned green, but it took the driver behind me and his horn to make me realize. Nothing was wrong on paper. Great kids. A fun job. A wife who put up with me. But I was running on empty and pretending I wasn't. This is a real father's guide to staying sane, written by a dad who got it wrong for a while before he got some of it right. I'm not a therapist and I'm not a doctor.