Toxic masculinity is like a suit of armor. You feel trapped within. You want to caress, but all you can do is crush. You want to be seen in your humanity, but no one can see you behind all the plate armor, yourself included. Today I want to take a closer look at the armor […]

It never starts with a finger-crushing handshake, which is how toxic masculinity is announced. It always starts in innocence. Sometimes it’s young boys who seek out rough-and-tumble play, and risk taking, and they aren’t into dolls but they do like gadgets. Other times it’s young boys who, for their birthday, ask for make-up and a My […]