You probably don't even realize how demeaning even this statement is. It makes women sound mindless and subservient. Not all women are sweet. Women are a counterpart and reflection of whatever it is men are, just as men are in relationship to women.
Well it probably does sound a bit demeaning if you take it that way. I tend to be a "bit" demeaning but not intentionally. It mostly happens when I understand how a woman needs to continue being a woman instead of trying to step in areas where men excel and then get hurt in the process. This is when I hug them, mess up their hair and tell them they're sweet without getting into all the details. Sure, they probably feel like little girls, but they either remain that way or decide to grow up into "ladies" then becomes a choice they'll make when ready. I believe in the reflection of men analogy. That is why I cherish the femininity in a women. It's when they do not share the depths of their desires, their feelings, insecurities and the details, details, details, that makes it that much more of a struggle.
It is true that there are many men or women available who desire open relationships that aren't based on too much commitment or involvement because they have other priorities, and that is their choice. I will say that the inability to treat one other human being with respect, honesty, and devotion, to never be able to completely give your heart to them, and when you start getting close to have to find another, is in the majority of cases a sign of a stingy lover.
For those that run away when the intimacy grows in my book is more like a "scary cat". When the intimacy grows, my love grows. I know this because I feel this in my heart. I'm not really in what you call "open" relationships but simply assert my rights to do with my life as I please. I feel that if I want to speak or be with someone interesting or loving on a particular day or travel with them out of town because they invite me or want to be with me that I should be with them without any guilt. I had already attempted to keep things hidden away and it just did not allow me to enjoy the time. Now I simply, assertively, do what I want at 100%. The word Open sounds very shallow. Let's call it "Working relationships". It doesn't mean it's perfect, it doesn't mean it's not. Perfect moments in an imperfectly defined relationship still count because the moments "exist" or truly came to pass and can or not become and remain as cherished moments in our collective past. Tools to help envision more in the collective future. It's when individuals, fed up with their imperfectly "defined" relationship moap and groan about a future they have not yet step toward creating. Kind of like a misapplication of the Relativity Theory in the love arena. Why worry about what hasn't happened before it even happens. Then the individuals goes on the trail of deny that all the wonderful moments even existed. That is silly in my opinion to deny that the good times where false. It's the classic, "you never loved me..." it was all a sham... this and that... Come on please. That is like saying that the food you ate that day, the wine, sunset and everything else was also false.
I give my heart to them, all of it, period. Whether they enhance it and vice versa, by learning to be the best happens or not is all a matter of effort, some destiny, hope and in some cases, I'm starting to think, the right combination.
We've all read throughout history the many, many Don Juan clique's in which men demonstrate an extraordinary level of power over women. This has been heralded as the epitome of the great lover, but these tales are never told by the women. Great lover? How come it was never memorable enough to inspire a woman to express it in song, painting, or poem at some point in history? Why didn't a Medieval Dame, Bourgeois lady, a princess, or a Dutchess ever tell the tale of that great lover who had her and so many others? No one except the men ever seem to remember.
Well, the way I see it is that great lovers many times treat a women with their 50% more than their happy lovers treat them with their 100%. These women see that the 50% could be more but do not stick around to let it grow. Great lovers take their time. That is not to say that they never give their full heart but rather that maybe their heart is in the process of growing and growing and growing to the point that on the calibration meter, it has the potential of a 150% heart glow that continually revs up high and higher on the rev meter. I'm not talking sex. Simply love. What the heart feels and wants. I personally feel that some women want to really really love and feel it in their veins. Others may opt for security and take a sweet route. I personally need to love love and yes go through the drama of knowing this one is sticking around.
Since I'm on the subject, let's talk about the love act. The love act and how we even expect it to last, 30, 40, 50 years. If we think that (men) we're gonna keep it hard that long, passed on passionless moments that have no end in mind, we're in for challenge. It may sound sad to say but beneath the hurt and pain, I genuinely believe that some women cherish the desire feeling above the logic, the ownership, the whole set of social pressures. When they are with you and feel you authentically, they simply know in the same manner they know themselves and understand that they couldn't possibly put on the show without the heartly attachment of full fledged delivery of the soul.
Why have not women told the story? Well, simple. They dare not share their story that still exists because they are waiting for him to return!