Documenting Struggles Unique to Men


1. Men don't live with the privilege of knowing for certain who impregnated them.  In other words, if a woman is pregnant, only she knows for sure who the father is - whether it is her boyfriend/husband's, or a secret lover's.

This, of course, excludes considering the option of a woman who has so many sex partners that she herself doesn't know.

In this world, at her discretion, a woman can carry the child of a secret lover, and then deceive her boyfriend/husband into believing it is his in order to drain him of his resources, and steal his ability to devote those resources to someone faithful to him.

This is a vulnerability that is not only most dangerous to him, but one that most of society doesn't even think about, let alone lend credibility to.  So he carries this vulnerability with only the support of his brothers, but alone from the rest of society.

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