Strange things women do/have/endure - That guys wouldn’t know about

[Flaming_Barghast]

When the technology advances, they can have their Best Cat Ever cloned, just in case any better never appears on itself. Or when a virus drives some birds species extinct, it can be later revived thanks to their help, with a wider genetic base.

Oh I collect the feathers to make morbid and grotesque sculptures with sinue string.

 

[Owls Owls Owls]

As I've grown older, when it gets very cold, sometimes I get a stabbing pain in one nipple. Not always the same nipple and never both at the same time. It gets so bad I have to cover it with a warm towel or it hurts so much I risk crying. I've been to the doctor and have been cleared for cancer. She just told me that boobs sometimes do that. It has made me consider top surgery at times, it hurts that bad.

On the true crime bit: It's true. It feels weird, when I think too hard about it, that I know the names of a lot of monsters but rarely remember their victims. I am not proud of that.

The way I've rationalized it is that learning about their deaths has helped me become more aware of my own vulnerabilities. I often think about Ted Bundy wearing a cast on an arm and asking a woman for help. Jerry Brudos' victim who broke away from where he had tied her, but was in such shock that she didn't call for help. Even Richard Chase only entering houses with unlocked doors has had an effect in my daily routine. I could still die a million other ways, but at least it won't be the exact same they did.

I often think of a time in my teens when I was out, and had to ask a stranger for directions. He told me to hop on his bike and he'd take me there himself. My first instinct was 'oh how nice' before every true crime show I'd seen so far flashed in my mind at the same time. I refused politely and quickly fucked off, more scared of how rude I'd been to refuse his kind offer than anything else. It was a while before I accepted the fact that what I did was right. Statistically speaking he was not likely to be a serial killer or even a rapist, but it was still an unknown man asking a teenage girl to hop on his bike and trust him to take her to her destination.

 

[Dysnomia]

Some things my husband said women seem to mostly do:
-Be obsessed with restoration, specifically destroying kitchens.
-collect cat whiskers/bird feathers and keep them
-hoard makeup we will never use
-hoard art supplies if artist (apparently guy artists don't as much??)
-love true crime (true)
-obsessed with gorey, tragic cases or scenes.

Back when I used to draw stuff I'd take any color pencil I found even if I didn't need it. When my grandparents house was sold last year I took multiple boxes of pencils and notepads that have to be 50-60 years old at least. The pencils are still in the original boxes with an ad where you can send some lady your handwriting for an evaluation. As a kid I wondered why my grandparents always had an endless supply of white notepads and yellow pencils with rock hard, useless erasers. Now I know. No idea where they came from. My grandmother worked in various factories and my grandfather worked at a steel mill. So maybe they were pilfered from work.

Why I took the pencils and pads I don't know. Nostalgia? Well at least I won't have trouble finding pencils and paper.

 

[Owls Owls Owls]

Back when I used to draw stuff I'd take any color pencil I found even if I didn't need it. When my grandparents house was sold last year I took multiple boxes of pencils and notepads that have to be 50-60 years old at least. The pencils are still in the original boxes with an ad where you can send some lady your handwriting for an evaluation. As a kid I wondered why my grandparents always had an endless supply of white notepads and yellow pencils with rock hard, useless erasers. Now I know. No idea where they came from. My grandmother worked in various factories and my grandfather worked at a steel mill. So maybe they were pilfered from work.

Why I took the pencils and pads I don't know. Nostalgia? Well at least I won't have trouble finding pencils and paper.

That's a pretty cute habit.

I've recently learned of communities of people who study old paint, which 9/10 times seem to be made out of something horribly dangerous. It makes me think of people in the 1800s absently throwing half-empty tubes into a drawer, only for 100+ years later have someone pay top dollar to study it.

Maybe your collection will make some future person very happy in the same way.

 

[blue gopher snakes]

I often think of a time in my teens when I was out, and had to ask a stranger for directions. He told me to hop on his bike and he'd take me there himself. My first instinct was 'oh how nice' before every true crime show I'd seen so far flashed in my mind at the same time. I refused politely and quickly fucked off, more scared of how rude I'd been to refuse his kind offer than anything else. It was a while before I accepted the fact that what I did was right. Statistically speaking he was not likely to be a serial killer or even a rapist, but it was still an unknown man asking a teenage girl to hop on his bike and trust him to take her to her destination.

My mother was almost the victim of a serial killer in the 70s. She only escaped because she was willing to be rude to a man. She learned he was a serial killer when she recognized his face in the newspaper, after he was apprehended. The description of his M.O. fit the details of her interaction with him up to the point when she bugged out.

Weirdly, a similar thing happened with me when I was a teen. Not a serial killer, but a rapist. He approached me at a train station and offered to give me a ride home in his car. He really pushed it, even after I politely said no, and I finally had to be very direct and tell him to go away. Later found out the same man was arrested and charged with raping a bunch of other underage girls. It was so weird because he wasn’t a mouth-breathing creep but a charismatic white man with a friendly smile. I felt guilty for being “rude” at the time.

True crime is like gossip but it’s also like running mental drills, almost. Evil shit probably won’t happen to you but it’s good to be able to listen to your internal alarm bell in situations like that. Bonus points if the case is solved, with the bad guy safely behind bars. Nothing like listening to an entire podcast start to finish while working on some diamond painting or paint by number or baking.

 

[TapewormSalesman]

Unsavory elements insistently trying to get you in their vehicle of choice really is common. (Though I think the same thing can happen to little boys as well)
For me it was 5 drunken men in a car when I was walking home from school in the middle of the day. I was like 12-13. They pull up and start an incomprehensible mumble about the nearby village and how they're gonna give me a lift. I was a very polite child, so I say no thanks and keep going, while trying to call home, but the car starts slowly going alongside me while the driver keeps his door open. As a cherry on top, one of the dudes sleeping in the backseat rises like a zombie, spreads out his arms and screams "COME TO ME, LITTLE GIRL!". At which point I'm not sure if I should book it to the nearby house across a field and risk getting bitten by their dog, or do a mad dash home though the forest, since none of these people look like they can stand straight, let alone hop over a ditch. Luckily the driver finally noticed that I was calling on my phone at that point and floored it. Never saw that car again, so those weren't even locals.

 

[Red flag]

The number of times I've had strange men offer "a ride home" is kinda horrifying to think about.

My parents never taught me about stranger danger. I happened to blackpill myself as soon as I learned how to read by zeroing in on the crime section in the local news paper dad always had lying around. Every week there were anywhere between 4 and 10 incidents described, from drunken punch ups to rape and murder.

Thankfully there was a jokes section at the very end as a palette cleaner, but still.

 

[community member]

Sacrifice themselves on more than 9,000 gorillion altars

Also rapemurder risk assessment on every male stranger. the public is not the same thing to you as it is to most women

 

[TapewormSalesman]

My parents never taught me about stranger danger.

The fuck? Why? How the hell does this happen? Do they have zero self preservation?

zeroing in on the crime section in the local news paper dad always had lying around. Every week there were anywhere between 4 and 10 incidents described, from drunken punch ups to rape and murder.

Same, but I think my initial teachings of crime came from German detective shows on the TV. Showcasing the wonders of murder, rape and even necrophilia to an audience of kids that were allowed to watch it because there was a dog in the show.

 

[Red flag]

The fuck? Why? How the hell does this happen? Do they have zero self preservation?

They're well meaning, but kinda incompetent as parents. I think they just assumed it was common sense that didn't need explaining, especially when they spotted me reading the newspaper before starting first grade. I was just excited to read anything because woo new skill.

Later on I'd tell mom that there was a creepy guy and that I crossed the road, etc. so she knew that I'm informed on the matter.

 

[Emo Supremo]

They're well meaning, but kinda incompetent as parents. I think they just assumed it was common sense that didn't need explaining, especially when they spotted me reading the newspaper before starting first grade. I was just excited to read anything because woo new skill.

Later on I'd tell mom that there was a creepy guy and that I crossed the road, etc. so she knew that I'm informed on the matter.

they underestimated how fucking dumb kids are. my parents made sure to cover all their bases by telling me about different kinds of stranger danger; most importantly, the kind where a creep might use cute animals as bait because they knew damn well i'd fall for "hey do you want to come see my puppy" if they didn't warn me first.

The way I've rationalized it is that learning about their deaths has helped me become more aware of my own vulnerabilities.

a friend and i once talked about the possibility of women subconsciously liking true crime so we can recognize patterns in dangerous men, and then arm ourselves with information on what to do if we're in that situation ourselves. it's like a safe tour through a serial killer zoo.

Nothing like listening to an entire podcast start to finish while working on some diamond painting or paint by number or baking.

i follow so many podcasts that i have autistic little pairings of shows with hobbies or chores. this one is for gardening and washing the car, that one is for washing dishes and cleaning the bathroom, this one is for drawing at five in the morning, etc

 

[2mm and 99 others]

Showcasing the wonders of murder, rape and even necrophilia to an audience of kids that were allowed to watch it because there was a dog in the show.

Kommisar Rex, right? I haven't noticed until many years later, that it mostly feels like a comedy for children, with its comically clumsy cops and the clever dog with his kaisersemmel mit salami...and in contrast with to that, there are all the explicitly violent and brutal scenes of crime. I did not find it any unusual back then, I thought crime is supposed to be scary, because it's scary in reality, and this was the baseline.

 

[TapewormSalesman]

Kommisar Rex, right? I haven't noticed until many years later, that it mostly feels like a comedy for children, with its comically clumsy cops and the clever dog with his kaisersemmel mit salami...and in contrast with to that, there are all the explicitly violent and brutal scenes of crime. I did not find it any unusual back then, I thought crime is supposed to be scary, because it's scary in reality, and this was the baseline.

YES! I vividly remembered a lot of the crime but it never even occurred to me how fucked up it was until I saw a rerun years later, it just made me want to be a cop for a while.

 

[isalaide]

Did we talk about getting the period shits yet?

 

[Owls Owls Owls]

Did we talk about getting the period shits yet?

Explaining those to my daughter was heartbreaking. When she asked me if I had them just as bad at my age... At least we have a bidet.

 

[moms sock drawer]

my eyebags

Very fun fact for you - the official/clinical name for those eyebags is "festoons". How fun is that!

 

[She Beetle]

Single mothers are arguably 100x more damaging to girls than to boys. As annoying as an overprotective father might be, its still preferrable to a neglectful mother that encoruages their child to engage in incredibly endangering behaviour. I'm being vague to avoid power-levelling, but its something I've witnessed as an outside observer too and its far too common. The mindset is essentially "I was wild when I was young, better to let them make their own mistakes". Its harrowing.

 

[Ruined by the Rain]

Single mothers are arguably 100x more damaging to girls than to boys.

You can stop at single mothers.

 

[Thé au lait]

You can stop at single mothers.

I'm assuming you meant this in the sense of "you can stop at being a single mother, that's something guys don't understand having to go through"?

 

[She Beetle]

You can stop at single mothers.

I'm assuming you meant this in the sense of "you can stop at being a single mother, that's something guys don't understand having to go through"?

If that's the case then I agree, men are overwhelmingly responsible for the single mother epidemic because dating is such a gamble for women. Even accounting for things like sexual liberation contributing to low-trust relationships, men are far more responsible for the sexual liberation movement than women are, contrary to what redpillers like to claim.