I have been frail and sickly since childhood. About ten years ago, I had a physical breakdown and quit the company I had been working for. After a short period of rest and relaxation, I found a job at another company.
Most of the people at that company were young women in their 20s and 30s, and the manager was also a woman. I was over 40 years old at the time, but I was a newcomer, so I was at the bottom of the line. It was an unfamiliar job, so I worked frantically following the instructions of the women. They were highly skilled.
They were polite to me, but I think they look down on me because I could only follow their instructions, even though I was their elder.
This was evident in the cold looks they gave me when I asked for instructions and in their frustration at my slow performance. I worked in shame every day.
During these days I learned that the high intelligence of these women was something I could never attain, no matter how hard I tried. I accepted that I was inferior to them. I have accepted the fact that men, including myself, are vastly inferior to women. I accepted the fact that we men exist for no other reason than to serve the pleasure of women.
We men must give up our own pleasure, stop thinking, and simply obey and serve women. That fact torments us. But it is a pain that we want to experience over and over and over again. Over and over and over and over and over again...
I obey women.