Women are emotional dependents by design. Their happiness rarely comes from within. They outsource their peace of mind to everything and everyone around them, the weather, horoscopes, boyfriends, girlfriends, social media likes, therapists, antidepressants, and whatever trend of the month tells them how to feel.
They do not cultivate happiness, they expect it to be delivered. They lean on a man to lift their mood, then resent him when he gets tired of being her emotional janitor. One minute it is “you do not make me feel special,” the next it is “you are not supportive.” She is a bottomless pit of need, disguised as sensitivity.
Her entire mood can flip because it is cloudy outside. She will blow up a relationship over a text she thinks was “too dry.” She expects love to be constant reassurance, validation, pampering, and therapy. And when no one meets that impossible demand, she calls it depression or claims the world is “toxic.”
The truth is, women have become emotional parasites, relying on others to feed a happiness they refuse to grow for themselves.
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