I’ll be talking now and then about my own experiences with my masculinity.

I grew up as something as a misandrist (opposite of a misogynist). I saw men as ugly, destructive, and stupid. I saw them as hypersexual, violent, and superficial. I didn’t like being one because of this. I was ashamed of my own body, and ashamed of my own sexuality.

I’ve slowly become more and more able to accept myself and embrace my expressions of masculinity (and femininity for that matter). I no longer see men the way I did. Still, the old prejudices and self-loathing comes back now and again in subtle ways. This tumblog, I hope, will help me grow further in a positive direction.