I don’t have the best relationship with my mom and my sisters shoved their feminism down my throat and it had a back bounce effect. This on top of being very socially anxious, not very neurotypical, and convinced my appearance was terrible (still working on this, thanks looks max). Anyways, I went to mental health treatment for my PTSD and met this beautiful girl. She’s not shallow, she doesn’t care that I’m not low inhibition enough or 6 foot 2. I had a panic attack yesterday (health anxiety) and she cuddled next to me and took my phone so I couldn’t look at web MD. All that bitterness and angst has lifted. It’s like letting go of a grudge. I was convinced that women were these sheep minded, vapid, and solipsistic creatures and now that view had been shattered. To meet one that is so empathetic, really has been eye opening. I’m done hating women, I may not quite get them or be frustrated with them sometimes, but I’m done hating them. Hating half the people on this planet takes a toll. All the resentment drains you out. We will all make it boys.