Being a woman is not an easy task by any means. Not only because every month we have to deal with the grueling pain of our reproductive systems saying, "Hey, I'm alive and kicking!", but we also are constantly striving in this battle for acceptance. We see it all over television, in magazines, and in society. The "ideal" look. How skinny we're "supposed" to be, but how it's disgusting if we get too skinny. How we're expected to have huge breasts and voluptuous rear-ends all while achieving the toothpick look. How we can't be too pale, but a fake tan is tacky. The list goes on and on, and the only result of it is we're never completely satisfied with how we are. It turns into a hair-pulling contest consisting of self-esteem issues, artificial smiles to cover up those issues, and animosity among women due to jealousy of one obtaining a trait that the other wants. And that's where being a woman turns into an art.
Women are warriors, protectors, and chameleons. We seek and claim our territories and adapt to and overcome almost any situation. While being fierce and strong, we also strive to maintain our soft looks. We all appear sweet, kind, and loving...until an unfamiliar woman that has what we want crosses our path. Words need not be said, a single look amplifies the sound of any word. Of course if there are witnesses, that look will be accompanied with a fake smile to cover up the fact that one is jealous. Even among close female companions, best friends, jealousy exists. Maybe one is skinnier, prettier, has better skin, the cuter boyfriend, is more popular, or "dresses like a slut".(when really the other friend says that wishing she had the confidence to wear something that flatters her figure) Even with all that jealousy bubbling inside, that person is still a best friend and they still have fun together. And that's just covering relationships with other women!
Being the artists that we are, we love to decorate, create, makeover, and rebuild a lot of things in life. (We all have a Martha Stewart within, if you will) If we see a girl that we feel is in desperate need of help to achieve the "ideal image", we take her under our wing and give her a makeover. And we tend to date guys that are bad for us because we look at them as projects instead of lovers. Our maternal instincts go crazy and we feel we can change the world and help everybody. Mr. Perfect doesn't exist because we don't allow it. If we didn't feel needed and didn't have anything to change, then we'd be bored and feel useless. If we can transform a "bad guy" into "Mr. Perfect", then he would become a possession, something we can cherish and take credit for. (Such as redecorating your bathroom) And although we need men because they are our other halves, they are also victims to the media and causes of our insecurities and jealous feelings. They see silicon enhanced and airbrushed women on television, in movies, magazines, and porn. They enjoy this eye candy and base their standards off of that. Women strive for perfection to gain the acceptance and love of a man. Our physical traits are the bait to potentially reeling him in and molding him into an "ideal" husband and father. As we gain territory of their hearts, we become protective of it and make ourselves vulnerable to him so that he can be equally vulnerable. Because men are also protectors, we both(women and men) protect each other and that's where the jealousy may also come in to play.
Now I don't have any type of references and I'm not saying by any means that this is how things are with everybody. I'm just basing this off of my experiences, what I've witnessed and learned over the years, and this is the conclusion I'm come to based on my perspective. Some may agree and others may disagree, however that is the beauty of being human. We were blessed with a free will to do as we please. Thank you.
Women are warriors, protectors, and chameleons. We seek and claim our territories and adapt to and overcome almost any situation. While being fierce and strong, we also strive to maintain our soft looks. We all appear sweet, kind, and loving...until an unfamiliar woman that has what we want crosses our path. Words need not be said, a single look amplifies the sound of any word. Of course if there are witnesses, that look will be accompanied with a fake smile to cover up the fact that one is jealous. Even among close female companions, best friends, jealousy exists. Maybe one is skinnier, prettier, has better skin, the cuter boyfriend, is more popular, or "dresses like a slut".(when really the other friend says that wishing she had the confidence to wear something that flatters her figure) Even with all that jealousy bubbling inside, that person is still a best friend and they still have fun together. And that's just covering relationships with other women!
Being the artists that we are, we love to decorate, create, makeover, and rebuild a lot of things in life. (We all have a Martha Stewart within, if you will) If we see a girl that we feel is in desperate need of help to achieve the "ideal image", we take her under our wing and give her a makeover. And we tend to date guys that are bad for us because we look at them as projects instead of lovers. Our maternal instincts go crazy and we feel we can change the world and help everybody. Mr. Perfect doesn't exist because we don't allow it. If we didn't feel needed and didn't have anything to change, then we'd be bored and feel useless. If we can transform a "bad guy" into "Mr. Perfect", then he would become a possession, something we can cherish and take credit for. (Such as redecorating your bathroom) And although we need men because they are our other halves, they are also victims to the media and causes of our insecurities and jealous feelings. They see silicon enhanced and airbrushed women on television, in movies, magazines, and porn. They enjoy this eye candy and base their standards off of that. Women strive for perfection to gain the acceptance and love of a man. Our physical traits are the bait to potentially reeling him in and molding him into an "ideal" husband and father. As we gain territory of their hearts, we become protective of it and make ourselves vulnerable to him so that he can be equally vulnerable. Because men are also protectors, we both(women and men) protect each other and that's where the jealousy may also come in to play.
Now I don't have any type of references and I'm not saying by any means that this is how things are with everybody. I'm just basing this off of my experiences, what I've witnessed and learned over the years, and this is the conclusion I'm come to based on my perspective. Some may agree and others may disagree, however that is the beauty of being human. We were blessed with a free will to do as we please. Thank you.
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