Throughout life we tend to unknowingly accept things we once promised ourselves to never compromise on in any way, shape, or form. Is it because of the trials and tribulations we've encountered on the bumpy road of relationships? Have we really lowered our standards that much? In doing so, you give a false perception of what your willing to accept and where you draw the line. I've never understood why we women will accept our mate's good and bad points and live in mediocre happiness. Meanwhile, our mates are living blissfully happy lives. Our mates are happy because they're not "people pleasing." They've expressed what they won't accept. However, they expect their woman to be happy with everything about their perfect little existence. As if they are the last male species on earth! So, when is enough really enough?