my mistrust.

my mistrust [of men] is not, as one might expect, primarily a result of the violent acts done on my body, nor the vicious humiliations done to my dignity. It is, instead, born of the multitude of mundane betrayals that mark my ever relationship with a man - the casual rape joke, the use of a female slur, the careless demonization of the feminine in everyday conversation, the accusations of the overreaction, the eye rolling and exasperated sighs in response to polite requests to please not misogynist epithets in my presence.

via Manny.