I'm 27, and am the youngest of five brothers. I went through a lot of mental abuse and manipulation + guilt growing up. When I graduated, I immediately joined the tree industry as an arborist who climbs and trims trees. I got tattoos, and I did everything I could to look more "manly" amongst the men in my life.
Honestly, I fuckin hate being around men. There is always this quiet game of "who is the baddest dog of the pack" that I can't stand. I think I joined the tree industry just as a way to get masculinity points among the guys I know, when at heart, I'm a very soft, introverted artistic guy that's not really at all "masculine" by most standards.
When I'm around women, my entire body and soul just relaxes and it feels like I can breathe and let my guard down. It's never been a sexual thing for me. Even in highschool, I was probably the only dude I knew that wasn't scared shitless of girls, I was always that guy hanging out with 3 or 4 girls.
My best friends are my fiancee, my mom and a girl I've known since highschool. I don't know why, it's just easier for me to connect and talk to women.
Recently, my therapist (who is a guy) told me that he finds it a little strange I don't like being around men so much. He told me that "iron sharpens iron" in the way that maybe being around more men will help me with my depression and low self image. I'm pretty stubborn, so I found this advice really hard to take seriously.
But now I'm asking the women on here (and any guys with similar feelings): do I need to open my gender preferences? Would I really benefit from giving guys more of a chance? I know there are other guys like me, but I've never met one (especially here in Wyoming where I live, where the "ideal man" is a fucking cowboy)
I dunno, like I said, it's never been a sexual thing, I just wanted to say that I appreciate all you women out there. I truly thing you're the higher quality creatures to be around. You guys calm me down and help me feel like I can truly be myself.
P.S. since my therapist asked me, I'm 100% straight. I'm not bi or moon lighting or secretly wish I was a women, that part I am 100% certain of myself.
Your therapist is a fucking idiot and his analogy is shit. Iron does not sharpen iron, literally. We use stone or ceramic to sharpen, or even diamond-coated plates if you're fancy. You can use a steel to hone a blade, but it's really just unrolling the edge. Also, hanging around dudes is not going to make you manly if it's not something you want.
I lack a formal diagnosis, but the tell-tales of behavior and history of abuse are all there. Like you, I vastly prefer the company of women. Most of my friends are female, the males are few and far between. Oddly enough, my abuser was female, my mother.
I think my preference stems from having few positive interactions with men, and quite a few negative. My abuser would antagonize everyone, and since my father was away most of the time, I would do my best to "defend" my mother. This led to a lot of negative interactions with guys that were justifiably pissed at my mother, who would then browbeat, insult or threaten me because I was daring to confront them. Didn't help that I was a bit fat, a bit bookish, a bit sensitive, and emotionally a bit all over the place. My male role models weren't in "masculine" fields and my mother actively suppressed anyone from teaching me "masculine" skills and roles. She wanted a daughter, and pushed me that way while deriding me for not being masculine enough.
Anyway, I never clicled with other guys, largely because of that "top dog" mentality and the need to insult one another, and then want to throw punches if you insult them back.
So I'm there with you. I prefer conversations and activities with women, most of my close friends are women.
Note, past this point I just ramble about my experiences:
You know what did manage to change my dynamic, and what I think may have helped most with my recovery? Puberty gifted me with height, and weight. I'm hardly musclebound, but I'm tall and wide, and heavy. The unfortunate side-effect of my abusive upbringing also left me with a lot of... angry reflexes, and I can deadpan rattle off whatever insane free-form threat I can ad-lib. It definitely leveled the playing field. Oddly enough, this doesn't seem to impact my friendships with women, because I'm not turning it into a pissing contest with everyone. It gives me a great out whenever the guys around me are being too "sports and guns."