"We need to have sex"

We've been arguing.
Nonstop.
Cats and dogs.
When it rains it pours.

All that swill.


"We need to have sex."
She's eating ice cream as she says it, matter of factly, like it's an assessment of the room's temperature or the color of a shirt.
She pulls me on top of her and we have it out.
We cum at the same time and collapse afterward.
Her head lolls on my chest from side to side.

We're not back to where we were, but it's closer than before the coitus.
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You can do a lot of things with a woman and she will put up with you based on her level of emotional investment.
But, you cannot bore her, and you cannot capitulate.
Stand your ground. Let her be upset.
Do not always rush and try to fix it.
Sometimes, she just needs to vent about what you're doing that bothers her, or her work, or her life, or her perceived battles with arch nemeses (other women) in social settings.

Let the argument draw out over a few days.
She's getting her fix.
Men loathe emotional conflict and such.
It is draining for us.
Women, however, are a different story entirely.
She needs the passion/interaction/expression of raw emotions to feel connected to you for in her girl brain, this tempestuous emotional interaction is synonymous with love and caring.
Be sparing in baring your soul, if at all.
Let her prattle about how distant you are, how un-emotional you are.
Let her wax poetic about how she wishes you showed more emotion.

She needs to see you emotionally outburst from time to time.
Men suppress feelings until they erupt violently and suddenly when you turn on a dime and flip the fuck out. This is acceptable.
Fucking droning on about how upset you are is the world of women.

If you can't turn it on a dime and occasionally engage your woman's emotional volume and velocity blow for blow, you tread in dangerous waters, my friend.