You may go, we no longer need you.
Partner-assisted reproduction, reception of oocyctes from partner (ROPA), reciprocal IVF, shared motherhood, partner IVF or co-IVF is a method of family building that is used by couples who both possess female reproductive organs. The method uses in vitro fertilization (IVF), a method that means eggs are removed from the ovaries, fertilized in a laboratory, and then one or more of the resulting embryos are placed in the uterus to hopefully create a pregnancy. Reciprocal IVF differs from standard IVF in that two women are involved: the eggs are taken from one partner, and the other partner carries the pregnancy. In this way, the process is mechanically identical to IVF with egg donation. Using this process ensures that each partner is a biological mother of the child.
It was first introduced in Spain in 2009.
The idea that men are needed is an illusion.
As this truth becomes increasingly real you see men becoming that much more threatened, it means something.
"B-but it's men's mental health awareness month!"
That's legitimately a thing, wow.
They seriously see men's mental health on par with black history, I don't even.
This is exactly why you're done.
Haha, no but I actually would agree, I mean I consider myself a male, though I've never really been strong with labels. If I thinned down, and got back into shape and grew my hair out, I'd honestly probably try crossdressing just to see if I could pull it off, like I've seen others do so well. When it comes to men online and such, they piss me off. I can't imagine being a girl and getting blasted with dms from creepy guys everyday on social media. Granted, I had a few girls be weird and obsessed with me, but nothing compared to the shit my female friends have gone through. In my younger years, I was pretty socially awkward and cringe towards girls, and I mean I'm sure I still could be, and I cringe at those memories, and I hope to never be like that towards a girl again. I honestly think that there could've been an alternate timeline where I went down the retarded incel pipeline, and if that were the case, I'd cross my fingers that version of myself would die, or cast away their beliefs.
I dream of a wife and daughter, and I'd like to think that gender roles could just be pretty much equal and we'd take turn cooking, and cleaning or even do it together, I'd joke inside my head of teaching my daughter to rip a guy's nuts off if he was hitting on her too much and do something retarded with it like make it into a keychain to put on their backpack. Some of my female friends that are younger see me as a big brother, and one jokingly decided that I was her father, because at the time she was living with her abusive mom, but thankfully she got out and is living happier with her real dad.
I don't necessarily care to keep a male identity. I just dream of transcending this meat suit in exchange to become one with the Devs Machina. At least, that's what part of me desires.
Apologies for the ramble. It's late, and I got alcohol in me again.