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slymaker9 said:It is truly unfortunate when such things occur due to a series of unfortunate circumstances; it is a tragedy.😢😲
Even in those specific instances, there usually comes a moment where an exit strategy presents itself, giving them the opportunity to decide exactly how they want to proceed.
It usually comes down to a matter of career choice. People often opt for the path of least resistance—chasing quick money or taking the easiest route available. It’s a decision I simply don't understand.
I feel like they rationalize their professions in a way that is fundamentally at odds with my own personality. I don't particularly empathize with them, if I'm being honest. Perhaps I just feel a sense of pity for them, much like I do for Vlatko Pokos and Simon Gotovac.
I am certain that prostitution will always exist in society.
Interesting thought. How can you be so sure that if you were a man, you wouldn't find yourself gravitating toward men instead of women?🤷
Smart move. Very smart.
This would be perfect in bold.
It is not a separate topic.🙂
The issue isn't that we fail to understand your point; rather, this forum is a place for discussion, where members enrich one another and refine their perspectives if someone presents a compelling argument. To debate a viewpoint, one must first state it and, ideally, explain it.
If you have the inclination and the time, I would like you to explain how this "ideal" woman expresses those same qualities that a man also possesses, just differently..
To me, all women are valid. Some deserve my respect and others do not, but every woman is genuine and expresses her femininity in her own unique way.
This might seem slightly contradictory to what I wrote above, Sean Cruz, but does every woman truly have a full range of choice? Or is it partially determined by genetics, upbringing, social environment, and circumstance?
We are not identical; we are all different. Regardless of what the Declaration of Independence or any other document states, we were created with diversity, and no piece of paper or person can undo that.
Alright, I'm back. 🙂
First off, I think we’re just talking past each other because we’re using different definitions here. When I say I respect or don't respect someone, I’m talking about whether I consider them "real"—you know that feeling when you see a woman and just think, "Yeah, she’s the real deal, hats off to her." That’s what I mean by "real" women. But if we’re strictly looking at the biology of it, then obviously every woman is real, and I totally agree that while we all have our similarities, we’re all incredibly different individuals. 🙂
So, here’s the thing... how exactly is a woman supposed to express traits that any man could carry too? It’s such a ridiculous question when you really sit down and think about it. Look, I’m about to go off on a massive generalization here, so consider this your fair warning... 🙂
Look, let’s just talk about the love for a child for a second. It’s a universal thing—both the father and the mother absolutely adore their kid. But if we’re being honest here, a mother’s love just has this different kind of tenderness to it. A man? He’s usually more grounded, more rational about how he handles things.
Men tend to see everything in black and white, like they’re stuck in some binary code where things are either right or wrong and there's nothing in between. It’s exhausting. We deal in a million different shades of gray, which actually makes us way more tuned in to what's happening around us—not that we just blindly accept it, but we actually process it. Because we’re more in touch with our emotions, we think on a much broader scale; we’re out here digging for the root causes and overanalyzing every little detail, while a man will just sit there and take whatever someone tells him at face value without a second thought.
Protecting the family? You ever see a mother bear defending her cub? It’s not even the same ballpark. When a woman snaps, she snaps hard. A man might lose his cool and get into a scrap, sure, but if a mother reaches that point where she strikes someone to protect her kid, she’s capable of killing. That instinct is absolutely wild—terrifying, honestly, but just wild.
Honestly, men are just naturally blunt sometimes, and I actually find that pretty refreshing. It’s simple. But when a woman decides to be honest? Man, she is *really* going for it. There is something incredibly powerful about a woman who actually takes the time to sit with her feelings, deconstruct them, and then looks you dead in the eye and tells you exactly what is happening inside her head. Most guys are "honest" just because they aren't overthinking things—they say what’s on their mind because they haven't bothered to process it yet. It’s just "this is how it is." But for women, honesty usually comes after a massive internal deep dive. We question everything, we dissect every emotion, and when we finally land on the truth, it carries so much more weight because it’s been earned.
I honestly think we’re just wired to feel things on a much deeper level than most people give us credit for. We process emotions more intensely, we live through experiences with this raw, heavy weight that others just don't seem to grasp. It’s like we’re tuned to a different frequency entirely.
Everything else boils down to what society expects from you, and honestly, I don't even compare those pressures to what men deal with. A woman can actually afford to fall apart sometimes; she can ask for help without the world ending. Women aren't forced to be this hyper-independent just because everyone around them expects it. But when a woman consciously pushes back against that pressure—when she decides to be truly self-sufficient, firm, and steady on her own feet—I find that absolutely incredible. Most people would probably dismiss this as some trivial thing, like if a cabinet door falls off its hinges, but look at how most women react: they’ll immediately call their boyfriend, a friend, or the neighbor to come fix it. Not me. To me, a "real" woman is the one who grabs that damn screwdriver, rolls up her sleeves, and gets to work herself, even if she ends up making a complete mess of it six times over. 🙂
Look, let’s be real here—upbringing and all those other circumstances play a massive role in who someone turns out to be. I get that. I really do. I don't hold it against women who just couldn't break free from the mess they were raised in or the situations they found themselves stuck in. But let me tell you something: I have nothing but respect for the ones who actually managed to pull themselves together and rise above it all. Those are the only ones I truly consider "real" in my eyes.
So, there you have it—hopefully I made myself clear... if I didn't, just let me know. Honestly, I feel like whenever I talk about my "rights," people over here just hear it as me saying "I appreciate this" or some other soft version of what I actually mean.
Anyway, catch ya later! 😍