

As a straight man, every straight man I’ve ever been friends with has eventually simply made me so tired to be around them.
Like, times are hard. But then we just collectively… have unmet needs, and so many of us deal so badly with them. It just seems like straight men inevitably make it everyone else’s problem.
I have heard the same old thing so many times-- to have a friend, be a friend. Reach out. Listen, be empathetic, blah blah blah. And I wind up hanging out with some douchebag thinking to myself why am I in the same room with this fucking guy. Before I know it he’s drunk or desperate for a long, long hug from being so touch starved, or he lets his guard down and casually says some slur. I don’t have the patience to be friends with straight men. I don’t have the patience to start to try.
I love* that the prescribed way for conservatives to complain about Trump is to preface with “Kamala would have been infinitely worse, but…”
* I do not love this