Fine, okay. I’m not whining about the ol’ “suck it up” and “crying’s for baby’s” and similar crap. I’m just telling you something about how men are trained to interact with the world.

So, here’s a woman – that soft, smooth, yummy fluffy thing in our lives [hopefully] – with all these little tiny bits that need care and tender massaging and such-like, things we have been taught to ignore or disrespect or outright despise – confusing the hell out of us.

It’s not just the obvious stuff, or i wouldn’t post this here, but it IS related…

In defense of Men, I have to say, it takes a lot of bleeding and sorrow [fully understood and absorbed] to make a Man understand the need to communicate with a Woman in order to make a happy world for both of them.

I’m probably wrong. I usually am. But – here’s the thing: Women communicate on a verbal level, and Men communicate on a non-verbal level.

Are Men just stupid as dirt? I’ve heard it postulated on Television [ie: Dumboville] so many times that I begin to question my own Mensa rating [=Bright Dolt]…

No, i think that Men and Women have the same average IQ. However, Men are trained, both biologically and socially, to be direct and to the point, and that Women are given the same training with much greater latitude [they don't get beat half-2-death playing football in high-school Phys-Ed as often] and variance and ‘waffling’ is always treated with contempt and derision.

Oh, hell. It makes no sense and I”m sorry to waste the electrons. Mea Culpa.

B.

Encouraging warm words from anyone can really help. Just last week I was geting a haircut and the hairdresser complimented me on my elbows. Made my day. ;)

My boyfriend thrives on the compliments I load up on him; I’m all too happy to accept the compliments he drowns me in. Lots of give and give makes for a great love sandwich.

Richard — Yep, saying what you feel is everything. I remember how much my mother told me I was loved, and if there was nothing else I knew, it was that. When she died and I had no one left in my life telling me that, my self-worth fucking plummetted, and I’m certain that had something to do with it.

Pervy — Awesome. :)There’s nothing like constantly being reminded of how great you are. Changes us, I think. Sounds like you have a great relationship. Lucky you.