I sit here alone again tonight, missing my school-age children, wondering what they’re doing without me. I count the days. Four more until I get to see them again, but only for a few hours after school. And because of a quirk of events, I haven’t seen them for seven. 11 days between visits. A third of a month. Not a powerful way to be a father. My children are fatherless.

Listening to this TED talk reminds me I’m not alone. I want to be an MRA, a men’s rights activist.