A rant on our gender and masculinity

A few years back, I had the pleasure of reading “The Rational Male” by Rollo Tomasi. This book essentially changed my life(that’s saying a lot because I have read hundreds of books in my life). The book is essentially a user guide to female nature and is considered a bible among the red-pilled community. One point that I took to heart while reading the book was how solipsistic women were by nature. Now, many would view this to be the sexiest, downright even misogynistic, but in evolutionary terms, this made perfect sense. For a lot of people, they just can’t make peace with biological facts and political correctness. Men and Women have fundamental differences that are the result of eons of evolution. That women would, by nature, be solipsistic, thinking of only themselves, makes sense from an evolutionary standpoint. Women( as still the case today) bear the brunt of rearing children. As well as the risky situation where they go through almost a year of gestation. This would lead to women generally being more egotistical and prioritizing themselves and their children above everything else. This is perfectly fine from an evolutionary as well as a historical standpoint. But this mode of being runs into many problems in our modern times.

Men, almost universally(with exceptions, of course), have been in a position of power. And with great power comes great responsibility (as the famous comic book quote stated). So in this scenario, I believe it made sense for certain things to be deferred to women with children since they were in a vulnerable position. But in the 21st century were the support and protection that men once provided aren’t as much needed as they once were. As certain old traditions just go out of whack. The idea that men are supposed to be providers made sense when muscles were what was needed to bring protein to the table or fight off other men, but these are not as relevant, at least not in the developed world. So why should we still hold on to these ideas? That I, as a man, should be financially supporting my partner when they are as capable or are already financially better off than I am doesn’t seem to make as much sense to men anymore.

This may explain why marriage has been in decline, and why people would even consider getting married. The historical foundation of marriage, i.e, to pass down lineage, doesn’t fit well in our modern world, where patriarchy doesn’t exist as it once did, at least in the developed world. I believe, particularly for men, we need to revisit what is truly expected of us in the modern world, or just be left with our current crisis of masculine identity, especially among young men

My Drinking problem and it effects

For many years now, I have been a hardcore drinker. I started drinking pretty heavily in my early twenties(currently I’m 36). At first, I started drinking as a new experience. I felt as though I had led a fairly uneventful adolescence, so I tried to make up for it when I got to college. One way to achieve this goal was by going to parties and engaging in whatever mind-bending substance was offered to me(and there were a few), but what stuck with me the most was alcohol. I felt really free when I got drunk; no matter how embarrassing the situation was, I didn’t care when I was drunk. I spoke my mind regardless of how it might make other people feel. I am a firm believer that if you want to really get to know a person, do some type of drug with them. It doesn’t necessarily have to be alcohol( weed can also get someone’s true character out). In fact, I once read that in South Korea, whenever a business deal is about to be made, it’s usually over drinks to really get a chance to know the person you’re going to work with. I honestly had some of the most intimate conversations with people I had just met, because we’re both under the influence.

At first, I was only drinking socially and having a great time doing it. But eventually I began to drink alone. You see, I’ve always suffered from occasional depression(or at least since I was in high school), but I found other avenues to deal with it, especially sports. But after my foray into drinking, I began substituting that as a way of coping.

Drinking heavily as I do has cost me many things over the years: Jobs, my health, my finances, and relationships. Every time it has, I’ve set a purpose to be quiet. I’ve tried using dating sites as motivation to get out and meet people as a distraction, but funny enough, I would start drinking again and find a way to mess up any potential relationship. I started doing Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, it worked well in the beginning, but soon I found myself relapsing and not even going anymore. I would have people in my life try to intervene, family, friends, and even coworkers. I would listen and appreciate it and genuinely attempt to stop, not for my sake, but for the people around me. I’ve done counseling, and it helps a bit; mostly, it was just having someone keep me accountable. Almost like a life coach telling me what I should be doing and making sure I’m not drinking.

My problem is that every time I try to be quiet, I do well in the beginning. I’ll go a month without drinking, and then that day will come when I’m just bored at home and I decide to make that ten-minute walk to the liquor store, and get me a bottle of whiskey and start all over again.

Recently, I got arrested after attacking various family members in my household. I was held for three days, released, but not allowed to go to my childhood home. I was essentially homeless. The thing that was a saving grace was that I had my wallet with my ID and credit cards, so I was able to stay at a hotel for a few nights. But being at a hotel was unsustainable, especially since I didn’t have a job. I didn’t have my cellphone, so I couldn’t get in contact with anyone. I was for the first time truly by myself. I thought of this, maybe as an opportunity to become truly self-reliant. I had an order of protection issued by the D.A. against my whole family, so I couldn’t go home to even get my stuff. I had to get a new cell just to be able to contact some friends to see if I can crash on their couch. After visiting a men’s shelter and looking inside. I told I would rather max all my credit cards staying at a hotel than being there.

Luckily, I got in contact with an old friend who’s letting me sleep in their cellar. I was able to speak with my family, who said they forgave me and that I should come home after the order of protection was up. I’m currently boxing, reading, eating better, and staying fit. My only goal as of right now is going back home, getting a job, and doing my best to stay sober.