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Dear Olive,
They will always be like that. And because we're human and not blessed with the Y chromosome that makes them so inconsistent and heartbreaking, we can't possibly understand why they do the things they do. All we can do is guess, cry, have an estrogen fit, and move on into the next pair of hairy arms we see fit to handle us.

I like to think I know how it feels, and because I think I might, I can tell you that nothing I say will make you feel better. Just less targeted. Maybe less alone.