The Ramping Destruction of Men
Are we using our pain to unravel the men of the world?
Men are a curious thing to me.
I’ve had an obsession and endless curiosity of women, yes. But it’s always been in my own desire for them; my endless need to find the one(or the ones) that will make me feel loved and will share life’s best experiences with me. My obsession with the female sex is more of a selfish one.
But men…they bring something different to the table for me. I want to help them. I want to share with them, bond with them, find out how to empower them, create more security for them.
I want to do good things for the sex in which I was born.
The real truth that most people — resentful and pained people — don’t want to admit, is that men are actually complex. It’s easy to blame something simple.
Yes, their actions say a lot. Their words are usually straightforward and they make their intentions known…but that doesn’t mean they are simple. And that doesn’t mean they are completely understood.
Why would that be?
My theory is that men understand the simplicity of existence and progress. Taking action, asking questions, assessing risk, moving through fear, logistics and transactions. Men seem to just inherently…
