being cute.

I find that often, people mistake being nice for being naive.

Naive women in a safe and protected environment are only a secondary detriment to their very society. It’s not too apparent that they are not effective or don’t contribute sustainably to their worlds, as becoming a mother is already considered an achievement and a perfectly suitable goal. Ultimately, no more is expected.

Childless women therefore slide into men’s category of measurements of value to society, as providers, protectors, and leaders. So far, so good. Naive or worldly, both, or neither, there seems to be an option to live anywhere along that scale of valuability for women.

Men’s naiveté seems to either drive them to frustration and projection of their self-hatred onto others, isolation, or, if present, cling on to overbearing mothers, or...even more naive women, inevitably leading to the complete implosion of self-reliance and thus, contentedness once life’s chaoses and pains ultimately hit.

So it seems to me, that, naiveté may look peaceful on the outside, but is the lever to hell for the people around those who are naive who’ll have to pick up the slack.

In other words: if you’re of full agency, don’t be cute with me.