Every day, I ask myself, “Am I the real victim here?”

Just kidding. I never ask myself this question. I live in a stable, rich, first world democracy and, even within this privileged setting, I have a lot of advantages. I was born into a nice, well-off family. I’m a White Anglo-Saxon Protestant. I have no disabilities, mental issues or even major allergies.

But most importantly, in my day-to-day life, I am a man. This means I’m likely to get paid more. I am (much) more likely to be the CEO of a company, an MP or at the top of any profession you care to name, except, perhaps modelling. I am vastly less likely to be a victim of domestic violence or discrimination of any sort and I probably do less of the cleaning and childcare too. Nobody ever sexually harasses me or belittles me because of my gender. I could go on, but it’s pointless. In pretty much any area, I have the upper hand and this is down to having a Y chromosome.