So my father did it, and I don’t think it was intentional, the big thing was that his perspective was to be treated as objective fact in discussions in which he was a part. You could say something like “I’m cold” and he’d respond with “it’s not cold” in a frustrated tone. The long and short of it in how it fucked me up is that I struggle to trust my own subjective reality and feel the need to get permission to feel things. That can be a real problem when it comes time to form and maintain boundaries for example.







Also one of the defining traits of our species is our propensity to try varied means of social organization. To act like hunter gatherer H. sapiens were all modeling their societies the same way in regards to gendered division of labor flies in the face of what has been observed in the historical and archeological records.
The Dawn of Everything goes heavily into this and is a fascinating book