Fighting Patriarchy Is A Man’s Job

I didn’t know you as well before I gave birth to you. I am the middle daughter of three (eventually I gained a stepbrother, but not until adolescence); my formative life in all its fragments was female until there were two shining pieces that shaped themselves as my baby sons. And then two more that came to me as stepsons. I had male partners of course, but they baffled me in some ways. Once I could observe them as babies, as toddlers, and as children, the sources of their being made more sense. And I cherish their very being, the very core of themselves. I know, for instance, as their mother, that men are actually more sensitive than we are. So it is with great sorrow that I realize…their cultural training is cruel, and brutal. To condition their hearts and fragile souls to be hard is a disservice not unlike our conditioning of women, who, and I can also say this as the mother of a girl, are quite tough from the get go, into something shrinking, and malleable. <a href="https://medium.com/@laurenhsweeney/fighting-patriarchy-is-a-mans-job-663a1c495541">Click Here</a>