The history of philosophy, of religion, of metaphysics, is so overwhelmingly the history of men, but why? It seems it should be the other way around. Women have for so long been more familiar with a hatred of the body, and embodiment; women have been for so long more motivated to seek escape, or at least a reason.
To be born is to cause pain; to lament, or, worse, to remedy this is to exacerbate it.
Commiseration is the only true comfort.
Imagine the peace of the world if we sought the solace of despair instead of scrabbling for happiness.