Emotional?
I over-heard a couple of girls I know talking earlier today… they mentioned how they didn’t understand how they could go from one spectrum of emotions to another without any variables changing. Women are strange creatures… only they can understand the vast array of thought, worry, and feelings that they go through on a daily basis. Men try to understand but I’m not sure if they can or will ever wrap their mind around it.
The girls went on to say how feelings of doubt and fear have so often taken them from confident and optimistic to doubtful, suspecting, and condemning in relationships. How they can have a conversation with a man and feel satisfied and happy and then within one day will have worked themselves up to believe that that same man is dating someone else, doesn’t like them, and will never call again. I smiled when I heard this… because I have felt this in my life. It is something that I strive to change… but I often wonder if am I kicking against the pricks? I wonder if all women, even those married, still feel this way. This drastic mood swing is the ultimate catalyst for drama. I can probably pinpoint most of the drama in my life to this one gender-specific defect. In realizing this, let me take this moment and declare I will not let this rule me… I vow to become the master of my emotional domain… if for nothing more that the hope for martial sanity and glee. I’ve recently noticed that nothing is more of a kill-joy than having incessant DTR’s that victimize innocent men.
The girls went on to say how feelings of doubt and fear have so often taken them from confident and optimistic to doubtful, suspecting, and condemning in relationships. How they can have a conversation with a man and feel satisfied and happy and then within one day will have worked themselves up to believe that that same man is dating someone else, doesn’t like them, and will never call again. I smiled when I heard this… because I have felt this in my life. It is something that I strive to change… but I often wonder if am I kicking against the pricks? I wonder if all women, even those married, still feel this way. This drastic mood swing is the ultimate catalyst for drama. I can probably pinpoint most of the drama in my life to this one gender-specific defect. In realizing this, let me take this moment and declare I will not let this rule me… I vow to become the master of my emotional domain… if for nothing more that the hope for martial sanity and glee. I’ve recently noticed that nothing is more of a kill-joy than having incessant DTR’s that victimize innocent men.

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I totally forgot about that crucial point in every relationship's growth.
Good luck mastering your emotional domain girl! And please let the rest of us in on your secret when you do!