Quote from: FA on April 07, 2014, 09:19:18 AM
Society's glaring message is that we are SEX. Men are human beings. They can be ugly, fat, nerdy, old and still win the day. We can't.
I am sorry, but I have to disagree with how you are presenting this. You obvioulsy did not enjoy your childhood experiences, but as you turned out be FTM, is that really a surprise? The flipside is that I, as an MTF, did not exactly enjoy my pre-transition life either and so my view may be as slanted (and wrong) as yours.
We may both be guilty of projection - viewing things through our pain and expecting others to feel it too. Many do not feel the pain and angst we do.
Men have a cr*p time of it too. To me it was obvious that women held many of the trump cards in life. As a man I was assumed to be a rapist / murderer / sex pest / pervert / etc
simply because I was a man. One example - I once picked up my daughter from nursery and I got taken to the side and interrogated whilst women who did not know the staff interrogating me simply wandered past to pick up kids. Women are not child molesters....
If a woman accuses a man of something it can wreck his life. There have been cases of slighted women making accusations against a man and the mud sticks. He is tainted for life. It very, very rarely happens the other way round. Women are trusted more because they are thought to be more caring and empathetic.
As a man I was expected to "become something", my career would define me and everything about me. It would be my life. I was expected to throw myself into it 24/7/365 and all other thing where subjugated to it. I was expected to "become" a lawyer or an engineer or an accountant. People asked me
what I was, not
who I was. It was as dehumanizing as being a "sex object", it was just less obvious.
When I expressed wanting to spend time with my family, it counted against me.
"You do not have time for that" I was told. Basically, men are little more than self-propelled hammers or spanners. They are expected to subjugate everything to their careers.
You rail against beauty. Fair enough, it is overdone, no doubt about it. But how about watching yourself degrade into an ugliness so profound that it is fascinating? Of sweating profusely and smelling stale even when you wash? Of watching your skin degrade into a bristly, leathery, hairy covering? What about being dragged about by an unsleeping libido that means you are always having to force yourself to stay under control in case you lose it? What about the casual violence in male society? The emotional numbness? What about the constant battle for dominance through "doing someone else down"?
Being a bloke is no picnic and I for one am very, very glad to be leaving it behind forever.