To the Brink of Insanity and Back: Why I Have Stopped Trying to Figure Women Out

I guess I've always known it in my heart; when I was about five years old I told my mom I would never get married. It's just a simple fact of life that women are impossible for men to figure out; I doubt even Dr. Phil would honestly say that he truly understands them. I guess, however, that it works both ways; women don't seem to understand men either.

Maybe it goes back to the realization that all people have some mild form of multiple personality disorder, but it seems to be much more complicated than that. I think I was in high school when I came up with my first of many answers to the age old question; "What do women want?" I decided, at that time, that it was all actually very simple. Women want what they can't have. Please hold all angry emails until you have read the entire article.

You see, I had more female friends in high school than male friends. I guess this is because I was a nice guy, unfortunately it is true what they say, nice guys finish last. See, I learned from my time speaking with, and getting to know, these women that even they don't really know what they want. Oh sure they all said they wanted a nice guy who would treat them the way they wanted to be treated, and love them the way they wanted to be loved, protect them the way they wanted to be protected, and essentially worship the ground they walked on. However, when presented with just such a guy, myself of course, they had no real interest beyond being friends.

I couldn't figure out why these girls would come crying to me about all the terrible things their boyfriends would do to them, or behind their backs, and then pass on the opportunity to be with the very kind of person they claimed to want to be with; this was very frustrating for me to say the least. It didn't make much sense to me. Then, it finally hit me; I realized that by their way of thinking good men were no fun, and fun men were no good.