Monday, November 3, 2014

I'm tired of women

I'm tired of women.

No, I'm not tired of sex. And I'm not tired of love or affection.

I'm tired of dealing with women and all of their crap.

I've got a wife who is turning meaner as she gets older. She's mean to me, to house guests, to relatives, and to anybody who doesn't match her way of thinking. She's kind to her children and their spouses, but that's about it. She's getting more like her mother every day.

I've got a 20-year-old close relative who thinks only of herself. It's as if her life is the only life in the world that matters. That's the way she was raised, and she can't understand why it should be any other way. I've tried to lovingly explain it to her, but she. Just. Doesn't. Get. It.

I've got a female friend who has horrendous mood swings. I can't tell from one day to the next how to act around her. I get it wrong every time, and I get in trouble because of it. And she won't go see a doctor or therapist about it.

And I've got another female friend whom I really care about, whom I worry about all the time, even though she hasn't really, truly communicated with me for months. I wish I could stop worrying about her.

Life would be simpler if I could just get rid of all the women in my life. I wouldn't be gay, either. That's a whole nuther set of problems. And I wouldn't get a dog. I'd just be by myself. Solitary man.

Life would be so much easier if I didn't care about all of these women. Or women in general. I wish God would take away this caring heart and replace it with a heart of stone.