It is that way because if it wasn't, you didn't reproduce. You'd be shoved aside by those more driven. This dates back probably as long as sexual reproduction has existed.From a hormonal perspective I think of a parallel with women who are pregnant. I think it's safe to say that most biological females like being women. Also, many of them who experience pregnancy enjoy the overall process. My wife is one of them. She loved being pregnant (overall). However, it was a period of time when her hormones were "off the charts" and extremely high. This resulted in a hormonally driven aspect of pregnancy that she didn't like; how it affected her mood and her emotions. She would cry so easily and without being able to stop that she'd start laughing while crying because the experience was ridiculously overwhelming. Intense level of hormones.
Now let's talk about high T for the parallel. Having extremely high natural T such as is typical in late adolescence to mid-twenties at least, is great if you have a willing sexual partner or partners because during that period you're basically a machine. If you don't have a sexual partner, high T can be extremely difficult and unpleasant. It's funny though how often men's experiences in this regard are waved off, but no one tells a pregnant woman overwhelmed with hormonal emotional activity to "just deal with it", etc.
There's a comedian named Larry Miller that was popular some decades prior. He had a joke he'd often tell that men everywhere could identify with. The premise being: "Women...you have no idea (about how sexually motivated and during that peak period, how all-consuming the sexual drive is for men). You think you know...but you have no idea."
It's just amazing how strong hormones can be at certain periods in our lives.
Yeah. I remember being a teenager. I had a sex drive that wouldn't quit - started around age 10.
Intrusive fantasies, erections at all the wrong times, masturbating multiple times a day. It was so strong I thought I must be some perverse sexual deviant. I couldn't read the minds of the other guys, but I felt it was obvious they had a better handle on it than I did. (One boy did tell me the only reason he was in sports was to sublimate his sex drive.) I had to keep a lid on it if I was to exist in society without continual shaming or ridicule. When you do that with autism, it's called masking. (I did that too.)
Things calmed down in my later teens. It was still powerful, always in the background, looking for an opportunity. Stayed that way until my 30s. I came to see it as an internal demon.
The only thing to do for a demon is to accept it nonjudgmentally. I yam what I yam, and that is neither good nor bad other than what I make of it. I've never yet met a demon that would go away from sheer willpower. You must find ways to cope. (Some especially destructive demons have twelve-step programs built around them.) Hating yourself for it is not a way to cope; neither is hating other people for not understanding.
If you are lucky, it is something that you can build a sandbox for and let it come out to play when it's safe. Brownie points if you can make friends with it. Once you've done that, maybe you can put it to work. Demons are powerful engines, and you can harness that energy to do amazing things.