Once upon a time, in a country far, far away, there were women who worked very hard. These women fell into two categories: Some complained about not finding the type of man they wanted, and others complained about not being able to change the men they’d found.
Almost all the women that couldn’t find suitable men would dream of a wedding photo. Some wanted a wedding in the countryside, while others wanted a ballroom setting. No matter the wedding’s location, all the women searched for the man that would look best in the wedding photo. That man would be an attractive, wealthy man who had a good job and education. However, the women in this country never asked themselves, “Will I have a lifetime of happiness with the man in this picture?” They would dream not of a happy home but rather a happy wedding picture.
These women were all told a very familiar lie: “I can have both a baby and a career.” They all knew about it, but for some reason they all believed in this lie. Their naturally fragile bodies started to endure much more burden. Every day, they would wake up in the early hours of the morning. They would reach work after a long commute, and there they would draw their swords and fight many pitched battles. Most would emerge victorious from these battles. They had all forgotten that warfare was meant for men.
The women that found and married the man in the picture would return to their work as soon as their babies were born, because their work was very important and there were many more battles to win. These women, who knew very well the needs of their customers, would never ask about the needs of their spouses or even wonder about them. The men whose needs were not met would try to satisfy their needs in other places and things when they felt unfulfilled.
The story is like this. While winning battles was so important for these women, they would never appreciate their men, who would conquer even bigger battles every day. Most women in this country even forgot what appreciation meant.
The women in this country were scared to death of surrendering themselves to their men. On one hand, they wanted a strong man who managed them, and on the other hand, they wanted everything to be “their way.” They were not even aware of this contradiction.
The women of this country would always strive to change the men, trying to make them the men of their dreams. However, they unfortunately didn’t know they could only come across the men of their dreams once they chose to be women themselves.
From the sky fell three apples. One fell on the head of the storyteller, another on the head of the listener. The last apple fell on the head of the woman, so she could have a wake-up call…