I was born in 05 i grew up in a very misandrist version of los angeles in private schools. I have a lot of trauma around this treatment, in my specific life it was overt and traumatic. I see no way to heal these wounds in a society that sees my suffering as justice and where I am purposefully invisible in my suffering, pain and my lived experience. My daily reality is at constant odds with the extremely, almost absolutely pervasive cultural narrative. The women in my city are brutally misandrist and I have grown to resent them as a whole against my best wishes. How do i have empathy and grace for those who have the opposite towards me and have genuinely immiserate my reality through their willful inaction, and their cosigning of so many things that serve to my suffering. What is the point in my life? My generation of women will be 33 when they maybe come around to seeing me as human and no one will ever have to answer for or fix for future generations what i had and still have to go through. This causes me so much suffering daily. The maybe 9 therapists ive had since i was 11 have not helped me with this specifically at all, theyre all from older generations who just do not understand and just argue, or blame me. I work my ass off at work and i go to the gym and eat ruthlessly. I take care of myself, my skin, my clothes, im trying my best but i feel i live in a miserable world as a result of feminism and misandry. I am above average attractiveness. Dating apps and hypergamy fucking suck.