Ladies, what is something that guys don't actually need to feel insecure about?

Oh, liking cats, especially kittens.

Why do some guys get their boxes in a twist about cooing over animals that are objectively cute and lovable?

Chill out and pet the damn cat.

They're bum. You know, I wish you'd said this three months ago.

Now what am I supposed to do with this bubble butt? Singing. I love when I'm at a chill pizza joint and the cooks in the kitchen are singing. It doesn't even matter if they're not great singers. I love when people are happy enough to sing. Guys aren't there to protect and be a shoulder to cry on. They need love and defection as well as we women. It's totally okay to

need a safe place now and then just to talk. You don't have to be emotionless. We don't need strong

hands wrapped around us. We can hold hands and walk side by side. Your height and muscle weight is not as

relevant as some toxic people may make you think it is. When they arrive, as in the bedroom sense, quickly, I am honoured, sir.

I would never judge someone for that because I know it's not in their control, but I also

definitely don't expect it to mean that the doing of the deed is over.

It's okay to not be the smartest person in the room.

Admitting that you don't know or understand a thing does not make you look weak.

Blustering your way through makes you seem like an arrogant idiot. Admitting that you don't know something

already makes you smarter than average. Being vocal when they arrive. I've seen so many guys just

hold their breath and try to choke off any sound that might come out of their throat when they

arrive.

And I'm just a little sad. Like, what are you afraid of? I want to know that you're having fun.

I want to know you enjoy what's happening. Be loud about it. Screw the neighbors.

Some friends of mine are really insecure about not being able to grow a beard. To be honest,

it doesn't really matter. Yep, at some point those of us unable to grow a beard,

narrator included, just have to accept and love our little scrubby teenage faces the way they are.

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