A few months ago, I wrote a Letter to My Son, a lot of it was about how to be a healthy man, devoid of toxic masculinity, highlighting some of the most important lessons I’ve learned. Today, I write this one to him when he gets older. P.S. You can check my letters to my daughter and black women here.
I’ve already written two letters to my daughter and one to black women but today goes to my son (that doesn’t exist). With all the extensive pressure to perform and live a certain way to society’s standards, I want to reach out to him. I want to give him some lessons I’ve never gotten about growing up.