We save. We like to save. In essence, we are saviours.
This is so, because OBVIOUSLY, there is nothing more safe than long flowy hair, our dainty red curved lips, our soft comforting skin, and our seemingly fragile fingers that caress and love a man.
But this is where it diverges.
Men don't cry for help. And so, these cries we girls hear are actually, non-existant!
And when we give our all to a man who didn't ask for it, we expect for them to do the same.
If we're lucky, we sometimes get the reciprocation we so desire.
But most times, we don't. Ouch?
A man is a doctor. A woman, on the other hand; is a therapist.
Doctors find the best possible way to fix the problem to yield immediate healed results.
Therapists concentrate on the long-term healing of a person's life. It goes much deeper and further than just medicine.
So girls, the next time you see a man "crying" for help, remember that you MAY very well be setting yourself up for heartbreak.
And that's how the cookie crumbles.