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When Jordan Peterson first entered the realm of mainstream recognition, none would know just how much his literature would become influential to directionless men looking for guidance. If vapid, Peterson’s words found themselves an audience where the well-being of men — supposedly taking a backseat to demands of quelling toxic masculinity — took centerstage, as simultaneously a way to hold themselves accountable for personal failings, and a good excuse to further deepen Peterson’s own treasury.
Recently though, the tables seem to have turned against Peterson’s brand of self-accountability. Dealing with his wife’s numerous health issues — among which is a cancer diagnosis — Peterson hooked himself on the addictive anti-anxiety drug clonazepam, and has now checked himself into a rehab facility in New York after he couldn’t cope with severe withdrawal symptoms, said his daughter Mikhaila in a recent YouTube video.
The circumstances for Peterson’s battle with addiction are unfortunate, which is why it is important to put the emphasis on his frequent patronizing tone when addressing men battling depression, nudging them to instigate an initiative of self-reform, all-the-while blaming those whom’s men’s misfortune had nothing to do…
