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Can we talk about this thing people label toxic masculinity. For the longest time, I didn’t want to give credence to this softer side stuff, the me too voices, and all that. I just figured I gotta keep things to myself. I stayed quiet when other women said me too even though I too was a me too, very much a me too in fact.

I stayed quiet.

I was told this is what we women do as if this silent scream behavior is likened to what men endure in war. Love is a battlefield as Pat Benatar would say and there have been numerous casualties taken on the young feminine side hit with barrage after barrage of attack.

It’s not okay, okay.

It’s not okay when my friend ended up in an asylum for 3 weeks because her husband had her committed involuntarily.

It’s not okay. These books like Rebecca and Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights and Gone Girl….these books are sick and morally bankrupt in their sadistic treatment and depiction of women. Bluebeard and other stories like this….are not okay, okay.

It’s not okay that another friend tried to take her life due to a jilted love, tossed aside for another woman who’s heart clearly must have been missing a sensitivity chip for her collusion against her own gender.

It’s not okay to experience a Fatal Attraction like love. It’s not okay. Nor a Crucible story nor a Triangle of Sadness YaYa verses Abigail type story. Shame on you, Carl for pitting them against each other like cockfighting in a ring with men laying bets.

All this violence and aggression towards women, this nastiness and lack of real authentic love expression is not okay. Nor is leading women on for the sake of robbing their destinies, future, and blessings. Microagressions of misogyny are present all throughout our entertainment and art, we just accept it as the norm.

I accepted it too until recently. But like Miley Cyrus sings in the song I Used To Be Young….I didn’t know any better. I just assumed that was the way it had to be.

It should not.

It’s not okay, okay.