First of all, excuse my probably terrible english, I'm french and I have barely good grades in english class ! So, I'm a 18 year old guy, I wouldn't call myself a man, but since my father died I wouldn't call myself a boy either. My mother raised me and my little brother alone for he was a coward. I have been into pretty bad shit (depression, mental hospital ect) because my life was shitty and shittier for years. I'm not attention whoring, you need to know that for understand what come after. I read a lot about feminism, gender theory and that kind of stuff and here's my experiences with the "beau sexe", and my thoughts :

My mother was a strong women. She has to be. I cannot tell everything she does for me and my brother, but it was huge. She sacrificed every ounce of what she has for us. In other side, my father left one week before the birth of my brother.I

When I had my blackest period, depression and stuff, I got a girlfriend. For some months, she was the reason that make me live. I was in the blackest solitude, and she was really a blessing. She dump me a day, like that, with crappy excuses (I didn't text her enough...). Okay. Then I found out she was with another guy, a "friend" of mine. Ok. She didn't cheat on me, I accept that. Then, when this "friend" disappoint her, she come see me, said she still love me and kiss me. I was in love, and play her game. She alternate between this guy and me, made me promess that I didn't tell the guy that she kiss me. This is going for months. Worsts months of my life. She end up by gather us and tell us that she has to make a choice, and make it when vacation. We were at his feets. What a bitch. She choose the other guy, but he dump here after because she was insupportable. She went back to me, and we started dating again. One week after, after had sex, she compare that guy to me, not in a good or bad way. Just a comparison. Before, she has said that she love me. I finally got the guts to kick her out of my house and my life. One week after, she fucked my best friend. I skip the part that he was the masculine figure I've never had and she turn him into a little dog who forgive when she cheat, because she have cheated on him. I didn't blame her for that story. It wasn't her fault, it was mine for being such weak.

After that I was back in school, I still was in a bad state. I met the most wonderful girl I haven't see. I miss the class regularly, and she was always here for me, taking notes she photocopied and give me, support me, taking of my news. She hug me friendly every morning. When I ask her out, she was very embarassed and I drop it. She got a boyfriend soon after but still taking care of me. His boyfriend was an amazing guy, the best kind you can imagine. It was a little painfull to seeing them kissing at first, but I rapidly begin to be a friend of that guy. In february, I took over and try everything to make my life better, beat depression, ect, and I have win. Without her it wouldn't be possible. I was absent in class 4 months in total, and when I came back, I was screwed up, but I managed it and passed with excellent grades. Because of her and the help she provide me.

I don't think the problem was women intrinsically, nor that "honour is a man-only concept" like I have read in some threads here. It's not about women and men, it's about good people and bad people. And feminists are bad people. Men have not a bad image in society. The word "man" to design a person is still the noblest adjective.

Remembers. Like Nietzsche said, women was the SECOND mistake of God.