This is just a theory I'm mulling around in my head. I'm looking for input and suggestions on the subject.

Something I've observed. There's a woman on my Facebook. Started cheating on her husband with a friend of mine. Monkey branched to him and divorced her husband about 10 years ago

She just turned 50. About 2 months ago, I noticed that she had started posting all these fucked up pictures of herself> it was the same mug shot but she was using some kind of a photo editing tool to give herself gigantic bug-eyes, squished in face, etc. The first time she posted one, I thought "ok cool. Neat new filter"

Then she started posting a new one every day, each more distorted and fucked up than the last. It didn't take me long to figure out that this was some form of self-loathing since it kept happening every single day for about a month and a half.

So here's my theory (and I'll use an example that most guys can relate to). Let's say you were born with naturally perfect muscles. You didn't have to do anything to maintain them, and everywhere you went people complimented you on your muscles and wanted to buy things for you. It wouldn't take too long to get used to the attention, the lavish gifts, and having people bend to your will and desires simply because of your muscles.

You hit 25 and start noticing that your muscles aren't getting any bigger. You ignore it because your muscles have always been there, and they're still looking pretty good. Suddenly you hit 30 and your muscles are now definitely shrinking. You notice that you aren't getting the attention you used to get. You panic and start working out every single day. No amount of weight lifting makes a difference. The muscles just won't grow. Eventually, you start to hate that your arms are small. It's so new to you and you can't accept it that you eventually become bitter and start hiding your arms. The same arms you used to be so proud of.

I think that's what The Wall is like for a woman. They spend all of their time admiring themselves in the mirror. Then one day they start noticing wrinkles and sagging. They deny it in their mid 20s, they panic in their early 30s, and by 40 they flat out hate the creature they now see in the mirror. And to them, that's what they've become. A creature. Every day they spend time looking at themselves, but they no longer admire the person they see. They loathe them. They turn to their boyfriend/hubby for affirmation but no matter what their S.O. says, they disregard it and continue hating themselves.

They eventually become embittered and miserable regardless of if they're in a relationship or not. In comes a new guy that takes interest in them. "OMG! Someone new paying attention to me!!!" Off they go to ride that cock, "Fuck the husband and the stable life. I need affirmation!!!"

I'm thinking that it's something like that. It all boils down to Ego and a lack of humility. Those are my thoughts. What are yours?