When I first started this book, I’ll be honest, it was a little hard to sit with. My initial reaction was some version of: really? Are we talking about men struggling now? It felt uncomfortable, and I wasn’t sure where Reeves was going with it.
I’m really glad I kept reading.
What surprised me most is how balanced and thoughtful his perspective is. Reeves doesn’t argue against feminism or women’s progress. Instead, he makes the case that we can hold two truths at once: that feminism has been necessary and transformative, and that many boys and men are currently struggling in ways we are not addressing very well.
The book looks at education, work, and social structures, and asks what it means to support boys and men without undoing the progress made for women and girls. That nuance is what ultimately shifted my thinking. It’s not about taking anything away from anyone. It’s about recognizing that lifting everyone up sometimes requires different kinds of support at different moments in history.
I didn’t expect my perspective to change as much as it did, and that alone made this a worthwhile read. It’s a thoughtful invitation to zoom out, stay curious, and consider how care, opportunity, and support might look when we try to hold the whole picture.