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<DIV><FONT size=2>What is it about women?</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>What is it about conflicts between women? There is a
young woman who has mistreated me for a couple years now. She even
got her husband involved and he has said some rude things to me as
well.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>I've heard that I remind her of someone in her past. The
first year I knew her, she ignored me and spurned my advances of
friendship. Once in a while I had opportunities to take pictures of her
family and when I'd offer them in friendship, she would not even comment or say
thank you.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>I began to hear and recognize a flirty tone in her voice when
she is being insincere. She no longer can fool me. I notice her
constant need for attention and how every conversation is turned to her every
crisis.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>I remain silent because you cannot tell this woman the truth
and in situations where you have to work closely with someone, it's sometimes
best just to let things go than to constantly correct. With someone this
immature that is what you would have to do... constantly correct.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>I even avoid eye contact with her and my demeanor is
distant.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>What is it about women that brings this burning to the
surface? I see it in men too but men would probably avoid rather than
continue in an unhappy circumstance serving on committees together.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>I thought for a while it must be me. There must be some
reason I cannot help this woman who suffers from clinical depression.
Surely she could listen to sound advice and common sense. Surely she would
be able to get a different point of view. Not so, when her bulldog husband
attacks anyone who offers her wisdom.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>Recently I saw this enmity between women in a new light.
My daughter had a close friend in high school. They celebrated sweet
sixteen parties, loved each other more than I thought friends could.
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<DIV><FONT size=2>Then something happened in their senior year. One went
one way, and one went another. Something happened that destroyed their
friendship and changed the course of one girl's life.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>It's taken years for my daughter to rebuild and regain her
identity. She's slowly coming back to who she really is
inside.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>In a social situation recently I greeted my daughter's friend
warmly. I thought they had worked out their problems and were at least
cordial. I thought wrong. There was bristling and no healthy
greetings between the two.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>I realized that my daughter's friend had wounded her more
deeply than I knew. My daughter had that same demeanor and attitude that I
get around the young woman who has spurned my friendship. </FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>Perhaps there are women in this world that it is best you just
leave alone. Let them work out their head trips on the unsuspecting while
the suspecting should run for cover. </FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>The oddest thing was that the young woman who has spurned
me is sickeningly flirty sweet to my daughter's friend. I wonder if
there is a storm brewing when those two become friends? Or do calamities
just attract?</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>I just know that my daughter is the nicest, most loving woman
I know. And to know that there is at least one woman in the world who
brings out her bad side makes me mad. What is it about
women?</FONT></DIV></BODY></HTML>