Mephistopheles: D'mon

The Giant Acting Like an Ant: This is the intellectual dishonesty that drives me crazy. A man will build a business, lift weights, develop his mind, navigate the cold corporate world like a warrior, and become a highly competent leader of men. He is objectively bringing 90% of the value, the resources, and the safety to the table. Then he walks through his own front door, and the second his woman gives him a little bit of attitude or slams a cabinet, he shrinks. He turns into a nervous little boy tap-dancing for a smile. Why do men do this? Because they have been trained by culture to believe that a woman’s good mood is the definition of a successful life. They are terrified of the '73-minute drama dump' or the cold 'don't touch me' silent treatment. So, instead of standing like a rock and holding the frame of the house, they surrender their authority. They trade their crown for a temporary truce. The Death of Attraction Here is the secret: A woman can never truly desire a man she can completely manipulate. Her evolutionary wiring is looking for a leader; a man who is a step ahead of her, a man she can look up to and lean on when the world gets crazy. When you are taller, richer, and smarter, her nature wants to submit to your strength. It gives her peace to know she doesn't have to carry the weight. But the moment you start simping, pedestalizing her, and begging for her permission to be a man, you flip the switch. You are telling her nature, 'Yes, I am a giant, but I am entirely afraid of you.' Once she sees that fear in your eyes, the fantasy is dead. She will push you, nag you, and test your boundaries harder and harder, desperately looking for the man who has the balls to tell her 'no.' Stop apologizing for your own value guys. You can't be the prize if you’re constantly begging the consumer to buy you.