I sympathize. OP. I do think it could be age or peri-related to. It’s not a matter of hating all men, I am just utterly exhausted by the patriarchy. Lately, I’ve been feeling a deep, persistent weariness. I’ve realized it’s a perfect storm of age, hormones, and a series of major disappointments.
The older I get, the less tolerance I have for incompetence in any form, and the reality is, those incompetent people are usually (though not always) men. In my career, I am constantly acting as the scaffolding for incompetent, overpaid men. At home, my perspective has been heavily shaped by the strain of supporting my unemployed husband for the last four years. On the world stage, the ego and entitlement of leaders like Trump, Putin, etc - and let’s not even start on those men in the Vatican allowing their colleagues to get away with heinous abuse - they make me physically ill.
When I try to compile a mental list of men I truly admire, I find myself staring at a blank page. It is becoming increasingly difficult to find examples that inspire genuine respect.
Of course, there are exceptions. I have some truly fabulous male friends in my life (mostly gay!) who are absolute treasures and light up my world. And I recently lost my dad, who was an absolutely wonderful man and I feel like he was the last of a certain era of true gentlemen. Now, I am trying my best to raise my 13-year-old son to be a decent, empathetic human being.
But honestly? The vast majority of men these days are just getting on my last nerve. I don’t want to write off half the population, but I am just so tired of carrying the weight of it all. I hope it’s just a phase, or at least, that the hormones settle down soon!