Way back when, my ex-wife would shit test me almost to no end. She would try to bait me, but I never rise to the challenge. In a way I sort-of maybe a little bit passed. But not really. My Spock-like demeanor was good, but often I did what she asked for. If it was something really unreasonable, I would say no. Well, in reality, I did not pass, and she is now my ex.
At the time, I figured that this was driven by some silliness, being an mental illness or hormones or something, She was highly educated in a field where rational thinking was expected, so I figured that whatever this was would eventually pass and she would be rational again. Well, it never did. Now I know why.
What is the lesson here. When a woman is acting in a manner that you consider worthy of a mental illness, it might be that she is suffering from an acute form of inflamed shit-testing, shititis. The cure is to stand up to her and tell her how it will be. Ideally the inflammation will subside quickly with no long term effects.
Note that the title of this piece promises much. View that as a bit of hyperbolic poetic license one should