I’m going to go out on a limb with a personal view and experience. It is not PC.
I was drawn into a lesbian relationship in college. Maybe I’m a lesbian, but frankly I don’t know. I followed down the extreme feminist path, hating men and the patriarchy. I got married to my lesbian partner. We lived in the Bay area and we were involved with anything LGBTQ etc. Feminist issues. Beat the drum. Until the noise was deafening. I had it, I left, went back home, into therapy.
A year of withdrawal, a year without cigarettes, a year without activists. A year around men. The lies kept being thrown in my face. I was so wrong that when I started crying I didn’t stop for months.
A year after going home, at a Thanksgiving dinner, I met a man. Yes, a man. He was intelligent, self assured, good job, taller, firm hands, And he kissed me outside on the porch. I resisted, then went limp while he kissed me holding me up. He made love to me, was surprised I was still a virgin. He dated me, brought me back from the edge, offered me a home and a family, and a stay at home lifestyle, with an art studio. Bought me off, and I sold myself.
It took two years to divorce my lesbian wife because she made hell for me. I married my husband, and started a family at 28. Every day is a new beginning, a smiling baby, no fighting, a place in society. My art is coming along, I’ve sold.
Toxic is a word I use for my trip into lesbian feminist hell. No one knows toxic, until they have lived around toxic feminist lesbians. And that’s the unvarnished truth.
This is soooo fake. The use over and over if “lesbian wife” is something a bigot trying to encourage trad wifedom would do. Feminism isnt lies unless you’re in a cult. Feminism exposes the patriarchy and its effects on both men and women.