Our Own Worst Enemy

This weekend I made an observation about women in general (and one in particular). We are our own worst enemy. We are conniving, manipulative, backbiting, and that's just to our friends. We call each other names and trash each other. We begrudge each other success and treat another woman's success or happiness as our own personal failure.

We are jealous of anyone who has bigger breasts, who is "skinnier" or better looking, even if this jealousy is based on nothing more concrete than our own misguided opinions. We are quick to judge, quick to gossip, and slow to forgive or really communicate. We use our kids as a tool in our social warfare, and we raise our daughters to be insecure bitches just like us. We hate a beautiful woman with a venomous hatred that is unfounded, unfair, and immature.. especially if another woman is pretty and successful or smart. We assume that if another woman is beautiful, she must be a whore. She must be sleeping around, or at least be after our own boyfriends or husbands.

We corral our men like animals, trying to keep them under our control, reading their mail, checking their cellphones, being bitchy and demanding and unkind, and then wondering why he doesn't want to spend time with us. We either use sex as a bargaining tool, just like we do our children, or we are so insecure and desparate that, while we are in the act of calling another woman a slut or a whore because we perceive her as prettier than us, we are giving it up to anything with three legs.

We complain about people not taking us seriously, and we don't take ourselves seriously. We whine about not being having opportunities when all we have to do is get off our fat asses and do something about it. We moan about inequality in the workplace, and then call in sick because we have our periods. We lose our ability to do anything the minute we become pregnant.

What the hell is wrong with us???
Damn it. I am late for work again.