Women, lease enlighten why do we play martyr and guilt-trip other people?
Why do we valiantly scrub the floors and overload ourselves with housework in the valiant hopes that one day, someone will recognize our efforts?
What do we women actually want to achieve by playing martyr?
It just made me hate my mother more. I don't do it myself. When my husband complains that a corner is dusty even if I cleaned it yesterday, I tell him to clean it himself if he is so displeased with it.
Really, we womanfolk should stop doing this woe is me schtick. It doesn't work. It antagonizes the people around us. Let us get our collective stick out, and try to be less anal about things.
Breathe. Take a break. Go to the spa or something. Don't make other people feel guilty, don't make other people resent you, because you want to be deified.
In lust with life!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
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