“You can’t just expect men to keep their hands to themselves when you wear something like that.”
Most women have heard this at least once. When I first heard it, it came from a “concerned” male friend who was worried that a guy might lose his cool and grab me if I wore a skirt too short.
I was in college, and somehow, it was my job to make sure men don’t rape me. It was too much work for men to keep their own hands to themselves. So, rather than let me feel safe and have them care for their own matters, my friend felt like I needed to know it was my job to make sure guys keep it cool and experience what it’s like to manage their emotions.
I wish I could say my guy friend was the only one who thought this way, but it’s not true.
As the years passed, I met more and more men who somehow expected women to be okay with managing their emotions for them — and trust me, the emotions women were expected to manage from men were never positive ones.
The more I heard these opinions, the more I believed that women had to safeguard men’s emotions to stay safe.
In the eyes of so many people, it’s a woman’s fault when a man lashes out at her or anyone else. Why? Because he’s a guy, and the woman probably should have done something to prevent it.
It’s devastating that men can’t seem to handle their own issues yet tell women, in the same breath, that girls need to “just deal with it.” It’s sadder that somehow, women are seen as the more irrational gender.
What’s even sadder is that I eventually believed I was responsible for their emotions and actions. God help me. I tried to be the one who could manage the turbulent emotions of broken, messed-up men.
Sometimes, men would expect me to be the one to calm them down when they were in a blind fit of rage. Other times, I had to be the Manic Pixie Dream Girl who would brighten up a broody man’s day just because I didn’t have better things to do. I was the failure if I couldn’t cheer some bozo up.
Every so often, I’d have to act like the innocent girl just because guys can’t handle feeling insecure over my number. Even more times, I had to be “a slut” to keep a man from straying. Or, maybe I had to be the Madonna who kept pure just because men “can’t handle themselves.”
Not once do I remember having a man regulate my emotions. They were too busy dumping their rage, lust, and insecurities on me.
If I voiced my opinion with many of these guys, I suddenly would become the bad guy. When women expect men to regulate emotions, they’re called crazy!
This level of unspoken emotional labor is exhausting and also somehow manages to stay an unspoken part of being female.
Should I refuse to deal with it, I’d be the b****, the nag, the psycho, or the “irrational one” just because I got tired of taking care of a guy’s emotional state.
Could you imagine if men were held to the same standard? They’d balk.
The more I aged, the more I saw news headline after news headline showing the gory aftermath of men who couldn’t control their temper.
More often than not, it would involve at least one woman dying at their hands. Once in a while, it’d culminate in rape or a mass shooting. Everyone would go, “tut, tut,” then ask why women didn’t prevent it or just shrug at the guy’s mental illness.
Without fail, every single time, at least one or two people would blame women for the crime a man committed.
One guy would ask why the abuse victim didn’t leave. A woman might pipe up to ask what the rape victim was wearing. Yet another would point out that a guy who gets laid wouldn’t end up shooting up a nightclub.
When I’d bring up the double standard, people seemed to shrug it off as ‘just the way life was’.
That’s just the thing, though; it shouldn’t be this way. I kept asking myself how anyone could consider this fair and why it was considered normal. Just because it’s normal doesn’t mean it’s fair or right — or even healthy, for that matter.
I am tired of it, people. I’m tired of playing the placater. I’m tired of being told it’s a woman’s job to keep a man happy, while men are rarely expected to do the same. And I’m tired of feeling like I need to cheer up brooding guys or that I have to be the one to tell men to grow up.
So you know what? I’m not going to anymore, nor will I explain myself when people blame me for another man’s actions.
As a society, we make women bear the brunt of too many men’s stunted emotional growth.
Somehow, people assume women are okay with it. And if women make it clear they’re not, they’re called the B-word.
We shouldn’t stand for it. I, for one, am done with being a grown adult’s emotional cushion just because it’s expected of me. It’s not healthy for any parties involved.
If people can’t handle the fact that men should be able to control their emotions and function in society solo, maybe we admit we have a problem — even if it’s not a problem I’m not willing to deal with anymore.
Originally written by Alex Alexander on YourTango
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