Women and Emotional Failures!

Why do we "women" let our emotional love-life "failures" affect everything else in our lives? Why do we allow it to control us? Make us sink deep low with it. Why our happiness is always attached to pleasing other people? If they are not pleased with us, no matter how hard we try, that can only mean that we are "losers". Why is that?

I'm getting into another one of my depression-phases, and yes, the reason, again, is a man. This morning I was thinking about writing a well-written article about my views on love including some tips from my previous experiences, and what I have come to learn through the many years, lessons and tips I have been implementing on my current relationship, which I thought are the reasons why it is still holding on. I guess I was wrong.

The main reason why I am still in this relationship is stubbornness, me not wanting to admit that I have failed "again and me not wanting to go through another "breakup-process", with all its pain, grief and anger.

I was fooling him, myself and everyone around me to the extent that I almost believed that lie that I am "happily committed"; yet, the sad truth and reality is I am not happy.

Why not? Why am I depressed, again? Why am I suffering in this relationship, although in many ways it had been better than the previous ones?

The old lie that people used to say about relationships, what movies try hard to convince us, and what romantic dreamers "including myself" keep repeating all the time, that "Love is all that matters"; is fake, it's nothing but a Myth.

I totally comprehend that now, because in this relationship, love exists "madly", but other important elements don't.

It's about my needs, and his needs. We don't complete each other in that aspect! Simple as that. You might say, then why don't you just talk it over and fix it, if it is that simple. Well, in reality its not.

My needs contradict with his way of living, and his needs are not my perfect idea and view of love. I don't really want to get into that here, and now, as my main point in this post is, why women indulge themselves in misery, despair and depression so easily once they fail in a relationship, or once they feel they started to fail.

I'm getting this feeling right now, that I am a failure in everything else in my life, and that I should stop working so hard and trying so hard. I know this is wrong, I know I shouldn't give up that easily, but seriously, why is it taking me so long to find the man who can really satisfy me?