I recently made a friend that I’m getting to know. He’s a very nice guy, but is very clear that his life is being steered solely by toxic masculinity. I genuinely feel bad for him because it seems it’s making his life feel empty regardless of the sheer success he’s enjoyed in life so far. Fortunately it doesn’t seem like he has been scooped up by the likes of Shapiro and the like, so maybe I can help steer him somewhat.
It also made me realize that a lot of my time spent before my egg cracked was influenced by the toxic masculinity that I grew up with. I didn’t realize how much of it adversely affected me all this time and how much I still unconsciously espouse into daily thought. Fortunately most of it is shed now aside from a few things. Hopefully the rest will leave soon.