Think of women like the cartoon Tasmanian Devil. They are constantly looking for someone or something to ruin and destroy. They pick and insult, question and challenge for no reason other than they have to. They rearrange homes, decorate and then question their choices. They buy new clothes, then question those choices, collect shoes and trinkets because they are overcompensating and then get mad at you because there isn't enough room for all her garbage. Then she turns violent, yelling and screaming, physically attacking because she can't control herself. Her nature is destruction. They are constant chaos because no men and definitely not her father has ever told her to be quiet, sit down and start acting like an adult.