The Teenager Inside Us All

They say that inside every man is a little boy. And from my experience, I believe it. Not that it’s a bad thing, unless you’re a grown man and still living at home. I take that back. In this economy, you may be wise (or forced) to do so…but I digress.

But few talk about the thirteen year-old girl that can often rear it’s ugly self in grown women.

My friends and I were talking about this last week. We asked ourselves why we get so upset when a man, even a man we aren’t interested in, can say something to us and we get hurt or angry. But a girl can say the exact same thing to us and we’ll confront her or just write her off as a…well you know.

It’s like all of the sudden we become this emotional thirteen year-old girl and anything a man says to us melts us to pieces or gets us so angry we wants to rip the guy’s head off his body.

As we were talking, I decided to lay out my theory. I think that women have to stop placing our value on what a man (any man…even the one we wouldn’t date if he was the last guy on earth) thinks about us.

It’s dangerous to our self-worth and unfair to men.

It puts so much pressure on them. Can you imagine if you knew that every word you said could potentially cause the guys in your life to have a total global meltdown?

Yikes.

I also think that men need to be guarded in what they say to women. It’s one thing to give your buddy a hard time about what he wearing or what he just said. It’s is an entirely different thing to give a woman a hard time. You. just. don’t. do it. Trust me, even though she may not show it, she’s either seething or crying on the inside (depending on her personality).

That’s my theory for what’s it’s worth. Am I right or way off base?