In the days of the early to mid twentieth century (and, of course, all the centuries before), “men” seemed more capable of swallowing any of the unpleasant “emotional problems” that were bothering them in order to carry forth with whatever task du jour needed to be performed (fucking included). Now, with the approved, near government-sanctioned state of lily-liveredness allowed to run amok, psychology has permitted “men” to use the excuse of being an HSP (Highly Sensitive Person) a.k.a. someone with hypersensitivity.

This concept, highly accommodating and somewhat hypocritical considering how often “men” make fun of women for being overly touchy (see: the cliche joke, “You on your period or something?”), is just the tip of the iceberg for allowing “men” to get away with essentially any douchebag behavior they want. He’s too sensitive to something you’ve said? It’s time for him to ghost (then probably pretend he never did anything wrong by inviting you to an event on Facebook). He’s offended by the loud sound of your burp? Time for him to cut and run. There is a point where psychology as it relates to “males,” more than anything, is designed to compartmentalize in a way that completely eradicates culpability. Where the fuck is Freud when you need him to get back to basics? You’re not hypersensitive. You’re a fucking coward.