Masochism.

Strange blog title. I am aware. Just thought I would name this one for all the girls out there. Yes ladies, we are masochists.
I came to this realization this morning. Think about it: we pretty much torture ourselves. We kill our hair with chemicals and heat. We literally rip hair out of our bodies. We clog our own pores with gobs of makeup. We deprive ourselves before swimsuit season from anything that resembles good food. We poke and prod ourselves and are aware of each and every flaw. We buy magnifying mirrors for Christ's sake!
But it gets worse. For as much as we say we want nice guys, we don't. We want detached, unavailable guys. Because they are a challenge. Because for some odd reason, we feel as though we need to be with the biggest pains in the asses ever. Because we are masochists.
It's amazing the effort you can go through for a guy who is so freaking unavailable (not as in he's taken, but more along the lines of not available to us due to business or not feeling like making the time or a combination of the two). You can seriously spend an entire weekend day sitting at home fully ready to see them, just to find out they can't. It's pathetic.
So I stopped doing that...but somehow this pain in the ass is still in my head. Constantly. It's fucking irritating. Because, as girls, instead of being turned off by this, we are strangely drawn to this. Masochism. It's a bitch. Created by bitches.
Hmmm, well yeah, that's my conclusion. Girls go crazy because they turn themselves that way via masochism.
And they say guys are stronger. Bullshit...