I've gotten to the point where I just hate men. All of them. And I don't even care how bad that sounds anymore. I'm so tired of being talked down to, mansplained, told to smile, touched, being afraid to go literally anywhere by myself, harassed, told what to wear, how much make-up to wear or not wear, what to do with my body hair, talked over, ignored, carrying the entire mental load of making sure every fucking thing gets done even if I'm not the one doing it, and on and on. And before someone jumps in with the Not All Men Bullshit, really think about that. Does your partner have to ask you to do things? Do you call from the grocery store to ask where something is? Who made the grocery list? Mental load. Before you open your mouth, think, "Would I be saying this to a man?" Do some serious evaluation because I don't know a single man who hasn't replied, "Well, actually..." to something the woman speaking knows more about. Seriously, just done with it.