Because I'm a naturally shit parent, I was in a parenting skills class, and in the last session, the psychologist/facilitator suggested that I start a parenting blog because I'd made useful contributions to the group. I don't know if they were politely setting me up to talk to anyone-but-them, sarcastic or genuine, but I decided that I wanted to do it. Since The Divorce, I've struggled with figuring out what the fuck happened to me, how to be a better person and where to find useful resources that aren't the collective obliviousness of Men Going Their Own Way, Not All Men, Men's Rights Activists, Incels and Pick Up Artists. As soon as I look for self-help resources, I seem to fall into an algorithmic YouTube funnel that puts that nascent fascism shit front-and-centre (along with ads for multi-level internet marketing scams). The world is full of bitter men complaining about their crazy ex and child support payments. I'm still hurting and bitter, but that