Not a Man, a Vending Machine

The saddest part of a man's life is that he is loved for what he can provide. Not for what he is. Never for what he is. This provision spans everything from financial support to emotional support. You are the protector of your family. You are the financial backbone of your family. You are also the emotional counsellor of your family. The moment you slip from any of these roles, you face your family's wrath for falling short. It's no surprise male suicide rates are the highest in the world. People refuse to acknowledge data staring them straight in the face. Imagine the plight of a man: he fucking kills himself and still goes unnoticed. A man is never loved for who he is, what he likes, or what he wants in life. In fact, if what he likes doesn't align with what the family wants, he is the one who has to abandon his desires. And for that, he is mocked for having them in the first place. He can never figure out what he must do to be loved. So he puts up a strong persona. Tough guy. The…