I really don’t like saying this but time and again I am forced to.
It is hard to always swallow the bitter pill of being with people who seem to be happy when they see you suffering and crying rather than seeing you happy and rejoicing.
They are our fellow creatures, they are human too, and our counterparts whom we believe were created to show us the way.
Looking back in the book of Genesis in the Holy Bible, it is written that we were made out of their ribs.
Yeah, you got it right, I am talking about our male counterparts.
They will time and again make you want to say you hate them; they will always want to see you suffer and pretend to give a crying shoulder but all in vain.
If you are not that careful, you might just be falling into a deeper ditch than the one you are running away from.
Talking from a woman’s point of view, more than 90 per cent of women I have met since my childhood have always been crying, complaining and cursing the men that happened to come across in their lives, be it their husbands, boyfriends, ex-boyfriends or even some who posed as good friends to them in times of trouble or whenever misfortunes befell them.
All of you will get from our fore-mothers so to speak is total decry of the male counterparts.
There is no time you will see or hear any of them praising or just talking good of any man on earth.
Instead, you will hear comments such as: the only good man is one who is dead and buried or Jesus Christ.
Some will even go to the extent of expounding on their Christianity and proclaiming their marriage to only one superior man, Jesus Christ.
You will see them moving around without any man around nor rings on their fingers but claiming to be married to one and only Jesus Christ who will never at any point disappoint them but instead give them all his love and peace they need not forgetting strengthening their faith and showering them with unending blessings.
I am not far from our fore-mothers since as far as I have lived, I am forced to make the same conclusion they made; all men under the sun are more or else the same.
I avoid saying I hate them, but the truth is that they force me in a way or another to either put it verbally or vice versa.