This is a rant. This is only a rant. For the next few paragraphs, this blog will conduct a rant about men. This is only a rant. If this had been an actual essay, the entry you’re about to read would have included actual sources to back up the claims it made.

I’m not a fan of stereotyping. I think it can lead to prejudices and other bad things. I also think that if people hold up a stereotype as the norm, then those who don’t fit into that set of characteristics are left a little confused about their identities, maybe ashamed of who they are, and try in an unhealthy way to make themselves be more like the group they were born into. But, this particular entry is going to just neatly set aside those particular beliefs a little bit.

I’ve always liked the company of men. My very first best friend was the little boy across the street. In high school and college my closest confidants were men. My husband is still my very best friend. And the people I choose to hang out with now as an old, married, mother of three are younger single men.

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