“I hate my bitch wife” is peak American boomer humor.

It isn’t me, it’s mah ATP and hormones!!!

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Is this another chud? Nice!

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Women have bodily autonomy. Sorry that deflates you. And a woman post-pardum? Fuck the hell off.

She doesn’t need to:

• Fuck you
• Clean your house
• Make you a sandwich
• Or virtually anything else just because you demand it.

No one is dogpiling. It is a shitty sentiment, by a shitty person (like you).

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There is still no punching hormone. Hormones do not create any specific behavior.

Again, we call those pheromones, and we do not likely possess them.

In the end you throw hands only because you choose to.

That’s the thing. It doesn’t. You’re in control of What you do as a grown adult irrespective of your mood. Your mistaking yourself with toddlers who will get pissed off and throw punches.

My God, the more I hear from you sad sons of bitches the more afraid for women out there that I am.

You know, this sort of attitude is why women are consistently afraid of people that carry our gender markers. Grow the fuck up and learn to be an adult.

Aside: If we were talking pheromones and not hormones then yes they would trigger specific behaviors in members of our species. However our species is not known to carry pheromones and after all of the years of biological research my suspicion is we would have discovered them if they existed.

Stop telling every man with issues in their relationship that it is always without a doubt their fault. That they clearly don’t understand. That they’re having unreasonable expectations.

Holy shit, I just connected the dots here.

You don’t get enough sex cuz your wife is healing, and you’re essentially unloading the baggage on her?

Honestly I have zero knowledge of whether or not your wife is a problem in a relationship. I can tell just by listening to you that you are a sizable problem in your own relationship and have no idea.

The truth is that in the 50 years I’ve walked this God forsaken planet I’ve never once sat back to think about the injustice is committed against me as a man, or the perceptions against me. Frankly they don’t materialize in my daily life because I’m not a piece of shit. I don’t ever sit down and worry about whether or not people think I’m an ideal man or not.

Get a strange that you’re so awful and simultaneously so sensitive about it.

Well I don’t know if that’s worse: you being an incel or not. Minimally you sound emotionally abusive if your biggest concern about your postpartum wife is not her well-being and is more geared towards whether or not she’s serving up that delicious pussy.

My wife hemorrhaged two thirds of the blood in her body during childbirth. The first moments of holding my child were struck through with concern that I was losing my wife. The nurses had the god damn crash cart ready.

Never mind. If you’re admitting that you’re one of the worst human beings imaginable, kudos to you.

And I’ll go straight home and fuck my wife thank you. Despite your beautiful handwriting and eloquence, I have better things to do and would rather please her.

Note the last couple of words.

Wait, for real?

It isn’t cis hetero men?

I definitely wouldn’t have expected that one, but the social sciences are some of the farthest things from my training.

Good try but also wrong. Testosterone is an anabolic that regulates muscle growth mood and other things.

I have seen nothing scientific to indicate that there is a punching mechanism associated with it.

Eucerin makes one of the strongest on the market. And you can dial it up or down based on the one you get. Highly recommended if you live in a dry climate like I do.

Probably pissed that they also don’t get a “vacation.”

What stupid take.

If your hormones tell you to punch someone you should be reasonable enough not to do it.

Can you name the punching hormone for me? My degree is in a more technical field, so I was under the impression that they regulated tissues and organs.

And then downvote the living shit out of them because “damn it, your job is to get me laid!”

I don’t think some of you incels are actually married.

I have multiple friends that nearly died, were hospitalized, etc. My wife went anemic and suffered a number of other ailments. Hell, not even carrying but the act of breastfeeding requires a metric fuckton of calories.

I will never know what women go through because I’m not one of them.

You seem proud to carry the baton of permanently knowing even less.

Have a pleasant morning.