Okay I’ve been thinking about I wanna say to this. Here is a personal antidote, that if you bear with me, will explain what I think the problem is.
When I was a kid I had no dad and was raised mostly by my mom and grandma during the early, impressionable years. I wasn’t raised chicky, but I was raised with the ideas that toy guns, ninja turtles, and the like were too violent. I tended to hate conflict in school, and still do. I never really learned the point of competition. Didn’t play sports. I can be competitive cause I hate being wrong, and I hate losing at video games, though. Despite my habit of getting in flaming arguments on this forum, I hate them, but I feel they’re necessary for personal development.
See socialization happens at many levels. It happened when I was a kid, and as a result I tended toward the XX side of athelas’s list of statistics, but males have different role expectations then that. One of the reasons it ended with my ex was I tended toward the submissive/supportive side too much, partly because that’s how I was raised and partly because it’s all I knew how. I have my grandma’s temper, but I’d learned to step outside of it. You can’t lose your temper if you don’t let yourself get angry. When we’d have a fight I’d do all the right things because I loved her and I wanted to be pure goodness for her, and as a result my ex didn’t feel like she knew me. She tried to make me angry, she wanted to see how I’d react. She tried to make me jealous but I didn’t want to be over bearing so I suppressed it. The more she couldn’t break my emotional control the less she felt she knew me. The most she could do was make me lock up in stunned silence. She explained to me what she was trying to do after we broke up.
My ex was very smart in those things. Since then I’ve figured out the wisdom in it. I need to be assertive, I need to say what I think. I need to be imperfect, selfish, and an ass sometimes, because those things are what make us human. They’re necessary, and natural. To understand their role is to understand yourself. However they need to be balanced with self betterment, putting others first, and respect.
It’s not having an understanding of the place and balance of either set that leads to problems. Putting others first too much puts all the pressure on others, and is destructive to yourself. Putting yourself first too much isn’t right either, for obvious reasons.
So since then I’ve attempted to destroy the emotional controls I learned, to be assertive, competitive, be imperfect, blend in to society. But now I’m starting to understand the importance of balance. What I’m coming to understand is emotional control isn’t preventing the forest fire completely, but the difference between a raging forest fire, and a brush clearing controlled burn. It’s not preventing undesirable emotions from sparking, but letting them happen and then controlling how they come out.
The point of all that is gender roles are traps. Female gender roles push women into preventing the forest fire, while masculine role expectations point more toward the uncontrolled burn. The thing of it is active emotions are protective. Anger motivates you to change a situation. Getting angry and leaving gets a woman (or a man) out of an abusive situation, but, unchecked by a sense of right and wrong, anger fuels the fists of the abuser’s punches as well.
The problem society faces, both male and female, I think (considering as much as I’ve had to relearn what I thought I knew), is people don’t learn the proper way to handle their emotions.