What does it take to be a real man?

I’m 33 years old. I’ve always been male, done fairly typical male things, plus I’ve got the body parts to prove it! Biologically, I’m male. However, every time someone calls me a man, or refers to me as a man, something doesn’t click. It doesn’t feel right. I couldn’t work out what it was and consistently felt as though I had not earned the right to be called a man.

Several years, and one important University essay later, the light has been switched on. I’ve finally figured out what’s going on.

Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve come to realise that I’m not actually a man.

Let me rewind.

This blog represents a good portion of my life. Not all of it, but most. This is the place where I can let my positivity, simplicity and creativity burst into life and roam free. The other portion that you certainly don’t see is where I delve into the deepest, darkest, depravities of humanity. Crime. Serial killers and rapists. Child abuse and domestic violence. Prisons and murderers. When the sun goes down, I wade through the minds of criminals who evoke fear and terror into every day citizens and I try to work out why they do what they do. As you might imagine, studying Criminology and Criminal Justice at University is not often a pleasant path to walk down.

A few weeks ago I was tasked with writing an essay about hegemonic masculinity and how it can be linked to domestic violence. Hegemonic masculinity in its simplest form is about how society positions males to continually dominate females (and other subordinate groups), and the traits males exhibit to reinforce the image of being a real man. Physicality, aggressiveness, heterosexuality, being able to provide financial security for the family, competitiveness, sexually driven, in control, dominant, and someone who treats all other groups as subordinate. It’s an ideal that most men will never reach, but subconsciously try to (why do so many men insist on building themselves up at the gym when there’s no practical reason to do so?)

I’m not going to discuss domestic violence on this blog. Instead I’m focusing on the idea of hegemonic masculinity and what it means to be a man. Obviously, going into a discussion on gender could go on forever; how gender is what we ‘do’, not what we ‘are’ and so on. But I don’t want this to become version 2.0 of my essay so I’m keeping it brief.

Manly men!

So, back to my original point; ladies and gentlemen, I’ve come to realise that I’m not actually a man, and finding out why has been incredibly refreshing, which is why I’ve decided to share this on here.

I love sport, but skillful sport, not sport that only promotes physical aggression and violence. I have a secure job, but my fiancée is in no way dependent on me. We make decisions equally and we like it that way. I also have no plan on becoming a father – another trait that is often aligned nicely with ‘manhood’. I don’t feel the need to act superior over any other groups; females, homosexuals, males of other races or class. I’m totally content with my place in this world and don’t feel the need to compete in order to get above or ahead of others. As it stands, I don’t fit into the realm of the ideal man, and I never plan to.

Not only am I not disappointed about my newfound realisation, but I’m even more proud of who I’ve become despite a lifetime of never quite fitting in. By not fitting in with the stereotypes that continually try to reinforce how I’m supposed to act as a man, I’ve instead created my own place in the world, and it’s a place that I can develop and grow into exactly who I want, and I think that’s awesome.

For the sake of tying this post up into a neat little bundle, the moral is to be proud of who you are and embrace it. Don’t ever change what you do, or how you think just because how you do you doesn’t quite fit in with society.

p.s. In case you wondering, the cover photo for post this is not a selfie.

6 thoughts on “What does it take to be a real man?

  1. I really like the way you write, and it is so sad that people use half their lifetime trying to fit in isntead of learning to be the most of who they are, true to one self and feel good about it. I never liked the word normal in the sence of being mainstream.

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    1. Thank you Lena. I’d like to think I haven’t spent a lot of my life trying to fit in, although I have spent a good deal of time over the years trying to work out where I sit in the scheme of things. As I replied to ‘The Golden Life’, I’m now enjoying the fact that I don’t fit neatly into any other group.

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  2. I agree with Lena 100%. I have nearly 30 years on you; and I can tell you from experience, that trying to “fit in” to the societal norms is hazardous to one’s mental health. We should all strive to break down those norms by just being the best person we can be. You are on the right track, young man; and I’m proud to be associated with you through “cyberspace”. Have a great week !

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    1. Thank you so much! Sorry for the extremely late reply… I’m coming to enjoy more and more every day the fact that I don’t tend to fit into most ‘normal’ groups in society! I don’t particularly stand out but tend to feel as though I’m flying along on my own. I’m cool with that 🙂

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