Gender Roles Reversed Again, Then Inside Out Over Brunch
According to a new study no one asked for, financial independence turns men into patriarchs and women into flight risks. Love is dead, but brunch is eternal.
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Spot the Date: Woman’s Profile Photo Lineup Triggers Dating App Eye Strain
In an age of infinite scroll, some women have embraced the chaotic art of hiding in plain sight. Dating men are now asking: am I falling for her… or her best friend?
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My Dad Fixed the Sink, I Called a Plumber. What Does That Make Me?
He used a wrench and confidence. I used Yelp and panic. But hey, the drip’s gone — except the one in the mirror.
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Financial Freedom Hits Men Like a Mortgage, Women Like a Flight Deal
When men get money, they settle down. When women get money, they level up. It’s not toxic, it’s trending.
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I’m Finally Happy, and It’s Making Everyone Nervous
I got my life together, and now everyone assumes I’ve joined a cult or pyramid scheme. Honestly, they’re not wrong, it’s called “hydration and boundaries.”
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I Don’t Believe in Luck, I Believe in Being Loud and Win Out of Exhaustion
I’ve never been the best in the room — just the most committed to refusing to leave it. I succeed by outlasting people with boundaries.
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Culture | HERsay | MANalogue | Mental | Relationship
I’m Not Ghosting You. I’m Dissociating With Style.
Yes, I saw your text. I even rehearsed a reply in three emotional dialects. Then I floated into the ceiling like an emotionally unavailable Roomba.
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My Favorite Moments Are When No One Needs Anything From Me
No emails. No calls. No decisions to make. Just me, a lawn chair, and the raw, unsupervised freedom of temporary irrelevance.
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Sometimes I Drive Nowhere Just to Feel Like a Man With Purpose
No destination. No playlist. Just road noise, bottled water, and the faint hope that movement still counts as progress.
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Dating | MANalogue | Mental | Relationship
She Wants Me to Open Up But Every Time I Did, Something Got Broken.
It wasn’t always fists. Sometimes it was silence, or jokes that hit just hard enough to make you close the door again.
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I Told Her I Was Fine. She Heard the Whole Essay Hiding Behind It.
She blinked twice and somehow read a 12-page PDF of my suppressed feelings. I just wanted chips.
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Every Job I’ve Had was Just Been a Better Dressed Version of Panic
The offices got nicer, the snacks got healthier, but I still wake up with jaw tension and a browser full of job listings I won’t apply to.
