What women really want

So what is it that women really want? I’m one of them so I should know. Or, according to a different school of thought, I’m one of them so I should have no idea. I’ll try to refute the latter in a short little paragraph. And you may accuse me of eclecticism, but keep in mind before you say it that you’ll not be the first or last to announce the death of ideology, and in the end taking the middle way is an ideology in itself.

And now back to women. This may come as a surprise to those of you who are into mysteries and stuff, but what women want is pretty much identical to what men want. Sometimes it’s comfort, sometimes it’s a partner, sometimes it’s a sparing partner, and sometimes it’s just sex. Just because one happened to be clingy when you wanted to leave, and another wanted to leave when you were in the mood for clinginess doesn’t mean we’re all upside down or confused or hysterical or heartless. So get over yourselves and try to find the balance. We’re not any worse or any better than your best drinking mate, who lets you in on all of his little (wannabe) conquests and the story of the first heartbreak, which he swore would be his last. We have the ambition to have many lovers in order to feel powerful. Just like you. We also yearn for the familiarity of a stable relationship. Just like you. It may be that we want any of the things we want from you. Or it may be that we want it from someone else. Just like you.