I mean sure, getting kicked in the crotch for a female isn’t sunshine and roses, but it most certainly doesn’t make us fall to the ground temporarily paralyzed. In third grade I got hit there by a football thrown at full speed from like 50 feet away, and I just sort of said “…ow.” and went about my day. A male would have probably vomited up a lung and shat himself. In high school my guy friend and I were sitting at my table playing cards. It’s a very very low coffee table, and my friend was 6’8”, so his knees were practically up to his shoulders. My cat walked through the room, under my friend’s legs, and her tail flicked him in the crotch. His reaction cemented in my mind the fact that males are indeed the inferior sex.

Now if that football had hit me in the chest it would have certainly hurt much more, since I started developing in third grade. Even then, I still wouldn’t have thrown myself onto the ground, writhing and moaning. I would have kept the pain to myself as well as I could. That’s the difference between males and females, and how TIMs are 100% male in their reaction to pain. Boys writhe about after a hit to the nads because that’s how they’re conditioned. They’re conditioned to believe that, while a man should never show pain or emotion, it’s okay in the event that their beloved “family jewels” take a hit. Girls, on the other hand, don’t make a scene when our developing breasts get whacked by a slammed gate, or when we’re experiencing debilitating cramps in the middle of seventh grade language arts. We’re taught to be ashamed of our growing bodies. You won’t find an eight year old girl screaming “My tiddie!” after something hurts her breast. That’s something very private, and if we tell anybody, it’ll be in a whisper to our best friend. Meanwhile TIMs over on Reddit are posting everyday about their booba, and how deliciously painful they are, and how they can’t stop playing with them, and uwu.

When my kids were small I had a step-over stairgate on the stairs, and one day I was in a rush and being stupidly careless and my foot slipped off the stair. I fell and landed on my labia. I can assure you it was fantastically painful, I was stunned, fell to the floor and couldn't move or breath properly for several minutes. I ended up with a hematoma the size of an egg that took months to go down.

Having accidentally hit my clit on a table corner… ooo yeah. But a clit is more tucked away.so unless you get hit directly by something like a table corner…

It was when I was a kid and I am still not sure how I managed it

I did full contact medieval martial arts back in the day. At my first battle I took a pike to the cooch. I was wearing protection, but you better believe I spent a couple very unhappy minutes on the ground. I sat on an ice pack for a few blissful moments and jumped back into the fray as good as new.

Because women's genitals, in men's minds, are made to be "destroyed" (look at the captions of common porn videos), "tortured", "broken" etc. Men's genitals are precious and dominant and holy and criticising or hurting them in any way is the worst thing you could ever do to anyone; oh, and also, anything men experience is 10000 times worse than whatever women experience.

See also: the frequent memes and discussions on Reddit that pretend being kicked in the balls hurts worse than giving birth.

Yeah, I’ve walked into the corners of tables before and you do get a kind of feeling of unravelling doom - ( like, your mind recognises this is just a small injury but good lord it HURTS like, am I dying?! Like having a IUD fitted)

My pain tolerance really is quite good generally. Men seem to be completely debilitated by very minimal contact with their nether regions - I find it comforting knowing what point to go for if I get attacked by a man.