i hate men. sometimes i forget. but then i’m having a chill time watching tv and the man in my flat decides to come in and sit behind me at the table so he’s looking directly at me standing by the oven and just freaking eat with his coat and hat on instead of giving me any kind of space and idk maybe this is irrational but this is like the third time he’s done it and i hate that men just feel automatically entitled to any space they enter, especially ones in which there are women already.