After so many waves of feminism across the entire green spectrum,
occupying every corner of public discourse…
I find myself asking something almost no one asks:
How do men feel on the inside?
Without doing sociology —I’m not one, and even if I were,
I wouldn’t use cold concepts to name something this intimate—
I’m only going to describe what’s evident:
❌ totalizing generalizations: “men are like this”
❌ automatic suspicion of male desire
❌ shame around one’s own sexuality
❌ ridiculing strength or initiative
❌ incentives to stay silent: “better shut up, you’ll probably screw it up”
This hits male self-esteem directly.
When a man feels that simply being a man already makes him a threat,
he starts to erase himself.
And it’s devastating.
Then come the escapes no one talks about:
👉 guilt for existing
👉 fear of getting close so as not to “invade”
👉 desire switched off so as not to “harass”
👉 hidden sadness so as not to “seem pathetic”
👉 escape into porn, alcohol, THC, games —because there, they don’t have to justify anything
And meanwhile:
the culture never taught emotional tools
male mental health stays off the agenda
the media polarize for profit
certain discourses demonize masculinity
men don’t talk to each other about what’s happening to them
What does a man do when the world asks him not to exist
and his heart asks him not to disappear?
The way out is not noise.
It’s not posing.
It’s not armoring yourself.
It’s about showing up again among other men:
✅ male friendships that don’t let you go
✅ spaces where speaking isn’t dangerous
✅ bonds where feeling is human
✅ role models who don’t run from themselves
And something minimal, but foundational:
to seriously ask another man:
“Hey… are you okay? Is something going on?”
Because that’s how a light turns on.
That’s how the pulse comes back.
That’s how a man stops fading out.
Two men in support — one helping the other up.
One man listens to another — support between men.
Accompanying the one who falls — male support.
🔥 If any of this touched something inside you,
we continue the conversation on Blog Ardiente.
A refuge to reignite life from the root,
and then build in the world what deserves to exist.
From the inside.
Without permission.
Without apologizing.
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