Everything you think a woman doesn’t know? Oh, she knows it.
Whether or not we let you in on that little fact, be aware that everything you think you can hide from your Lady you absolutely cannot. We are observers. We are analyzers. We are empaths. We are perceptive and detail-oriented. And the suspicion of our male counterparts is innate – we are born protective (think “mother lioness”) and, I would say, just as territorial as our lesser-halves (ha.).
Look, if we’ve decided to be with you it’s because we think you’re the best. In whatever way is most important to each individual woman (romance, stability, wealth, practicality, attraction), you beat out all your competitors. You had the flashiest feathers, the sweetest song, the most prevalent battle scars.
Congratulations: you won! But don’t flatter yourself, it’s just nature. In the same way that female animals judge the available gene-pool, thus do we. Though for us it becomes a bit more complex than these physical factors, we too are animals and will protect our property accordingly.
Don’t balk at the word. It’s how you think of us, isn’t it?
Much of what men try and hide from their women is harmless. Of course there are more grave situations and hurtful offenses, but what I find my husband most tries to hide from me is something silly, say, eating an unhealthy snack. What’s even more ridiculous than the fact that he tries to hide it is the fact that he thinks I give a d@mn. If I, then, point out that he’s got a bit of chocolate icing on his cheek (undoubtedly from devouring the sweet rapidly to avoid detection), he accuses me of “controlling” him.
Next time I’ll just let you walk around with sh*t on your face.