Brianna Parkins: Men do see dirt, they’re just unbothered because women are shamed into cleaning it

I am a talentless gossip. I live in fear of the question, ‘So, any news?’ The expectant silence. My failure to fill it. Racking my brain that’s now acting like it’s never entertained a single thought for something to say. The same performance anxiety I had at my first confession, trying to come up with a sin serious enough to be halfway interesting for the priest but falling short of having him call for an exorcism.