A couple months old story involving the usual (and in this case, literal) navel-gazing by Emily Ratajkowski, and not really on target for my "mothers shaming sons" tag ("feminists raising the enemy" it is), it really exposes the zeitgeist as to certain kinds of women airing their genuine loathing for men in public. The piece contains a story of a supposed friend whose gender reveal did not go so well for her mental health:
My friend who is the mother to a three-year-old boy tells me that she didn’t think she cared about gender until her doctor broke the news that she was having a son. She burst into tears in her office. “And then I continued to cry for a whole month,” she says matter-of-factly. After a difficult birth experience, she developed postpartum depression and decided that she resented her husband more than she’d ever imagined possible. She told me she particularly hated—and she made an actual, physical list that she kept in her journal, editing it daily—how peacefully he slept. “There is nothing worse than the undisturbed sleep of a white man in a patriarchal world.” She shakes her head. “It was hard to come to terms with the fact that I was bringing yet another white man into the world. But now I adore him and can’t imagine it any other way.” She also eventually learned to love her husband again. The sound of his perfect sleep next to her at night is now tolerable.
I get that some women have serious postpartum mental issues (and pregnancy can make you loopy as well). But this is extreme.
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