It starts early. Girls are told: be polite, smile, don’t run, don’t get dirty, don’t scream. They are taught to be pretty, gentle, sweet. Princesses. In pink dresses, shiny shoes, and headbands. They’re supposed to sit quietly, be nice, and please others. Boys are told: be tough, don’t cry, don’t be a girl, fight, lead,…
The sun is shining, the city is alive. A girl walks by – neckline down to her belly button, shorts like a bra strap, leggings pulled so deep into her butt that the fabric is literally sucked between her cheeks. Everything clings, everything sparkles, everything screams: Look at me. But God forbid you look. If…
They say toxic masculinity is the problem.It’s not.The problem is the absence of masculinity. Weak men.Bent, withdrawn, afraid.Excuses instead of responsibility.Overthinking instead of strength.Sensitivity instead of action. Raised without fathers.Without discipline.Without rebellion.Without wounds that teach you you’re tougher than you think. Soft societies.Everything safe, everything comfortable, everything “inclusive.”But underneath — emptiness.More therapy, more anxiety, less…
Friendship between a woman and a man? It can exist. But not when one of them is hoping for something more, and the other side knows it perfectly well — and cynically uses it. FriendZone isn’t “being close.” It’s a form of waiting. For a chance. For weakness. For a crisis. It’s mentally sitting on…
Live how you want. Dress how you want. Identify as whoever you want. Seriously — I don’t care what you have between your legs, what your name is, or who you sleep with. Your life, your business. But you’re not going to tell me how I should see it. You won’t convince me that a…