The Reality of the Fairer Sex is More Grimey Than You Accept

The cold, grim, hateful reality of dealing with women. Click HERE if you dare.
Seriously, if this is new stuff for you, there is no going back.

This is the reality I learned from having friends who were female in college and post college life.

It is a barren plain, devoid of feelings.

"Their self-esteem is so poor, their souls so empty that they can’t go any length of time without having a man tell them how smart or beautiful they are."

Let's look not at what they say, b/c that is a fool's errand. Let's look at what they do.

Awhile back I was having lunch with my ex-wife.
She drops what I guess she thought would come as a surprise (only after I'd let it be known I wasn't fooled by her reverse psychology attempts to say who she was texting when we'd have breakfast, or see a movie).

She's been seeing someone for ** months.

In a moment, I feel something but it's gone before I can even identify it.
The lack of surprise settles over me in literally less than a tenth of a second.
I think about the nights next to her, naked, showering together, the holding her tight.....and I'm not mad, I'm not surprised, I'm not hurt....I take in all its cold, stark reality....that in her mind she has done nothing wrong to him or to me nor was she even misleading or dishonest.

This guy for whom she professes whatever-the-fuck-it-is......this "amazing guy" who has "been so great for" her......I get up, tell her I'm leaving...not b/c I'm hurt, not b/c I'm flipping the script, not for any other fucking reason than the reality will be depressing if I sit and let it wash over me.

It is in this moment, walking to my car in the bitter, cold wind, a man who was once an inveterate womanizer, that I had truly forgotten the beast with which I/We are faced.

I hate absolutes, but you can be the prey or the predator.

"It’s disturbing, near sociopathic how girls can effortlessly justify their emotional promiscuity. Appealing to morality is a waste of time; you might as well be speaking in a foreign language."

If you've ever confronted a woman about this, you know exactly the look on their face to which I refer.
I don't even think some of them see it as cheating.
Remember, in their mind, they operate on feelings, and no feeling can ever be wrong no matter what it means beyond that.
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I look back over my most recent girlfriend. Distant father. Predictably she still kept in contact with some ex-boyfriends. That need for male validation always there, always whispering to her. The need to assert her independence but melting once the dick was inside of her. It was so clichéd at times, I might have gagged had I not been well-trained in the ways of women by my womanizing days.
I kept her line at times with push/pull, demonstrating I would simply walk out or stray if she didn't get her affairs in order...but ultimately, I grew tired of the work and honestly.....I simply checked out and stopped playing the game leading to the only possible series of events culminating in a break-up.

This new life I'm living sobriety is not compatible with some of the other areas of reality and that is something I'll have to navigate with care.