Imagine being a woman. As soon as you hit puberty you start to show off sexual market value to the boys around you, and by the time that you're an adult you are orbited by attention, from both younger and older males. You can pick whichever you want, most of the time. You can be dependant on the males in your social surroundings and you don't have to really do shit for it. This goes on from the point of around 15 until 30. And then you get to watch how those same males that had orbited you would much rather put their attention into the younger females. Meanwhile you are yourself without attention anymore, after spending most of your life pretty much receiving it non-stop. It's like a powerful drug almost. The ones that don't get married probably won't ever feel as appreciated again, those who whore themselves out would have to be content with a beta male for a husband - Or none. It's quite sad, really. It's like a powerful drug just being taken from you with the inevitable age that will catch up with you. I'm so glad I'm not a woman, even if they have a luxurious youth - Beyond that, it's a haven of jealousy for the rest of your life if you fuck up during that luxurious youth. Meanwhile: Males can have children until 50 and promiscuity is viewed as something positive. I only feel pity when I see sluts, because they will regret their poor decisions in life when they're being punched in the face by them.
Or you know, you're ugly and you basically have to do as well as any man, really.
