How men get to live in receiving feminine energy while women are kept hostage in masculine survival mode.
written by Thuja
I saw a post online that completely broke my heart and opened my eyes.
A woman posted a video and said, "Six years into managing my husband's blood sugar level."
When I read that, my first thought was: Damn, this man has it so good.
Think about it. This man has a personal doctor, a personal dietitian, a personal chef, and a personal assistant. All of this is his wife, and she makes sure his health is perfect. He goes to work, sits down, and comes home to a hot meal that is cooked specifically for his health. He doesn't have to plan anything. He doesn't have to stress.
Then, it hit me hard. I am a woman. I work. I pay my own bills.
And I realized a painful truth: As a working woman, I will never know what that feels like, no man is going to do all that free labor for me.
Whether a woman works or stays at home, her masculine energy has no break, her labor keeps going and most of it is free and goes unnoticed.
Men get to experience this kind of care. They have a woman working full-time, taking care of the house, making sure he is comfortable, making sure he feels safe, keeping his blood sugar good, and planning everything. The groceries are bought. The food is cooked. All he has to do is just... flow.
When I work, I actually have fun sometimes. My job takes my mind off things. But the last two or three hours of the work day are exhausting. I get ready to go home, but my exhaustion has no place to go. I don't get to switch off and enter a receiving energy.
I don't get to lay on the couch while someone serves me healthy food that they prepared just for me. I don't get to stop thinking about stress because everything is already done.
When I am tired from work, I still have to go to the grocery store. I have to figure out what to eat. I have to calculate, plan, and buy the groceries. I go home, and I still have to cook and plan.
I am still in survival mode. I am still working.
By the time I finally get to eat, it is already late evening. Then I have to shower and get ready to sleep. I have received zero care for the whole day. I am trapped in masculine, survival energy all day and all night.
Men, on the other hand, get to live in both worlds. They spend some time in masculine energy at work, but they also get to live in feminine, receiving energy at home because someone else is doing all the free labor for them.
This system is perfectly designed to benefit men. They benefit at work, and they benefit at home.
And even at work, the system is unfair. As a single woman working hard, I don't even benefit from my job. I watch men do the bare minimum at work, add very little value, and get promotions easily. Meanwhile, women work twice as much, bring in more clients, elevate the company, and get ignored. We have to fight and scream just to get noticed, while men just receive an email saying, "Congratulations on your promotion."
They don't even have to raise their voice. They are just placed in a secure, receiving position, at work and at home.
Working women do not get to come home to a partner performing free labor for them. We are always giving, always planning, and always working. When do women actually get to rest?
When you finally step out of the cycle, when you escape the role of the exploited daughter, the unpaid therapist, or the labor-digger's energy source, you are met with a quiet, terrifying peace. You realize nobody is coming home to drain you anymore, but nobody is taking care of you either.
And suddenly, traditional marriage no longer sounds like romance. It looks like an institutionalized trap, just another cycle of exploiting the free labor you already fought so hard to escape.
Why on earth would we sign up for a lifetime subscription to the exact same job under a different title?