The man in my life posted this on social today and I thought of you. Because I’m a generous and nurturing person.
I learned from him years ago how we are fucking up raising boys.
Maybe you’ll find it worthwhile.
For the record, never once did I say “toxic masculinity”. Not once. Not in this article. Not in any.
I have zero sons and four daughters.
I learn about men from men. I don’t speak for them.
You used the comment section of my article as a bullhorn for your mouth and me as an object to project your shit on.
You don’t get to come into my house and tell me what I did and didn’t say and then demand that I defend the bullshit you fantasize that I said.
I’m gracious. I’m not a fucking doormat.