Search Results for 'the+final+plan'

[calypsoParticipant]

Anonymous wrote:

Positioning is important, stealth is important, knowledge & technology can win out, but ” how can you stop people from participating in their own destruction” that is key. You can’t. Most men have become feminized by the BP matrix.Masculinity is waning in the west. I say it is imperative not to unify. MGTOW is representative of what is going on & look what happens when people mass to protest or speak to loudly.
If your reading this you have broken free from the spell you were under. There is in fact a lot that can b done. The tools are here.
The Master Warrior does not display his weapons. The Greatest victories are won without a battle.
The gift of being MGTOW is if I was standing right next to you,you wouldn’t know it that’s what makes me a winner.I am a ghost, I’m Johnny Zero

I agree with parts of what you’re saying. We can’t stop others from participating in their demise – especially if they do so with full knowledge. More and more men are amenable to seeing the light. Education is the first weapon. Unfortunately, IMO, that’s where progress seems to stop.

Checking out doesn’t help the bigger picture.

There are two ways to participate. One is as you state – being a ghost. I’ve been a ghost as to my knowledge base for some time. My real process began in the early 2000s. I didn’t know what MGTOW was, but I did discover how to disappear and how to leave disinformation. Much of my expertise is here. I can help make someone a ghost. For example, someone that wants completely out – I can show them how to leave the country, how to avoid paying any taxes the rest of their lives (completely legally), how to relocate, how to hide their trails online, etc, etc. I started working with clients on this in 2009, and I’ve lived somewhat that way since I went through the time, effort, and money to figure it out. That’s what I refer to in “going PT.”

But for me, this isn’t enough. It’s not going to fix, stop, or otherwise prepare for what may be an inevitability. I’ve come to believe you must either be really underground – and for a sufficiently determined attacker, it’s almost impossible to be completely covert (you’re going to make a mistake and blow your cover at some point). The other option is to be completely in the open. It’s dangerous to make a martyr.

Both positions are valid, valuable, and necessary in moving the goal of retaking civilization back. In fact, I believe it’s key to have most people in the cause completely off the grid and anonymous even to one another. Reality is, though, most people don’t know how to do this. Especially the younger guys without a lot of experience. Experience is a teacher, but a harsh one.

There is still a need to unify in the cause. That doesn’t mean that everyone needs to stick their heads out. That’s a personal decision on risk and reward. But if no one does anything other than watch it all happen, they will at best be ill prepared for the results and at worst case be eliminated in the carnage of collapse.

The path to victory is multi-pronged. There must be a plan to try and utilize the existing system to right the ship. As we all know, this is likely to fail. However, even in the off chance that it could work, it should be be done. This implies things like a level of activism, getting into local politics, etc. Changing things from within. Again, unlikely to work, but it provides a basis for something else…

The second prong should be preparing ourselves for the outcome. The idea that everyone should just watch it collapse and be unprepared for the aftermath on an individual level is, if you really think about it, insane. It’s like knowing that you and everyone that matters to you are going to have a major accident in a train that you’re on and yet just waiting for the accident to occur. Instead, you should be *at least* getting into position for the collision. Preparing mind, body and soul. Preparing tactics for after the collision. Preparing your finances. Going through the scenarios of what may occur and what to do. It’s physical, mental, spiritual, financial… Most importantly, there’s no reason to have to figure it all out by yourself. Your plan and preparation for your plan can be based on information that can be shared. It’s decentralized. It’s proactive. IMO, this is the most important thing. There are, again, those out there that would just despair. No reason – just prepare.

Finally, the last prong, is what can be done to stop the course of history or otherwise quickly gain ground once it all goes down. This is akin to 4th generation warfare – a many-headed hydra that rises up and takes control at an appropriate time before or after the collision. It can’t be decapitated. It’s the thing that can’t be taken out because it’s an idea – restoration of the Renaissance. Restoration of Western Civilization. It’s just as difficult an idea to stop as radical Islamic terrorism, but it’s about stopping the rot of our civilization instead of adding to it. And mind you, we have many, many more blue pill sympathizers that you may believe. They’re simply not red pilled yet. But that’s changing, and in their despair over red pilling, they simply try and hide from the facts. That’s what I’m talking about intercepting.

Imagine a very hypothetical situation where every enemy that knowingly or unknowingly has and is participating in the downfall of our world could be replaced, stopped, or eliminated with the push of a button. Now imagine that only you have control of the button. Do you push it? Do you push it even at the risk of collateral damage? I bet you do. I bet everyone does. The longer we wait, the higher the risk of problems.

Now realize that we are the button. Infiltration at every level. Leaderless, but knowing what to do and when to do it to restore sanity to an insane world. It’s time to take back education (indoctrination). It’s time to save ourselves and the civilization our forefathers built.

It’s possible. It requires a level of education, organization, privacy, and participation. The other option is simply watch it burn, and I can’t play the fiddle.

[AutoliteParticipant]

In response to U.S. President Donald Trump’s tough rhetoric, North Korea said on Thursday it was finalizing plans to fire four intermediate-range missiles that would land 30-40 km (18-25 miles) from Guam.

https://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/world/resilient-guam-shrugs-off-north-koreas-missile-threat/article35934236/

It seems to me that NK is trying to force the U.S. to test the effectiveness of it’s THAAD anti-missile defense system…

[Anonymous]

Keymaster wrote:

do you think MGTOW will eventually win the Nobel peace prize?

That filthy turd on chain? I would refuse!

Anything is possible with the law, I’m prohibited from freely assembling at the local meeting hall, done by the Law, clear cut no bulls~~~, in writing. Who can now come to me on this land barking law and order?

Will a shinier badge or lower badge number gain them access over the law? A higher position in government that has been entrusted with the laws governing the land? Who among anyone of them has rights to overlook the law forthwith presented to them? Who can trespass over the law and still navigate in a court of law?

The law becomes worthless and ignored as people tend to do their “own thing”. The trust and guidance once provided by the law becomes ridiculed and abandoned.

Sighing a marriage contract yolks a man to just such a system of broken hypocritical laws that force the hand of his own personal destruction.

The property deed by-laws say I live in a private residential housing subdivision.

The law says it’s a recreational campground under one common owner and condemned for operating without a license. Thereby subjecting the validity of my so called residential property to State mandated licensing, necessity of a license to operate, motel defined.

Seized.

Yet demands are made that I pay property taxes and other taxes under these conditions of taxation without representation.

Body politic: Diseased.

MARRIAGE HAS BEEN LEGALLY ALTERED TO A MIRROR IMAGE OF MY PROPERTY DEED!

IT’S NULL AND VOID BY THE BINDING AGREEMENTS MADE THEREIN!

You’re SIGNING YOUR OWN CONDEMNATION!

YOU DO ALL THE WORK AND THEY GET ALL THE MONEY!

DARE OPEN YOUR F~~~ING MOUTH AND IT WILL CO$T YOU!

YOU BECOME HOSTAGE

SUSPENDED OVER THE FLAMES OF INJUSTICE UNTIL DIVORCE, WALLET, AND TORN FAMILY DO YOU PART!

BIGGEST F~~~OVER THE PLANET HAS GOING!

Sorry ladies, COURT ADJOURNED! MGTOW FOREVER!

Will they make us illegal?

They already have.

Molesting the law has destroyed this civilization, chickens are coming home to roost!

Thank your local feminist and mangina gynocentrologist!

The law has been rewritten and now used as toilet paper and napkins to wipe the face and ass of infantile 1st’, 2nd’, 3rd’, and FINAL WAVE OF FEMINISM!

THIS IS NOAH’S ARCH IN A WORLD FLOODED WITH FEMINISM!

CLIMB ABOARD!

IT’S RAINING! I mean REIGNING!

[KeymasterKeymaster]

Bigvern wrote:

I meant FEMINISM will have burst by then.

There was a big piece on the internet many years ago, called “The Misandry Bubble” — which claimed that the war against masculinity will “burst” in the year 2020. But bubbles are only visible in hindsight and one prominent MGHOW from a while back said the “misandry bubble” had already burst.

Until then, the author claims, everyone with a vested interest in maintaining a campaign against men will “double down” in their efforts to control and enslave them. You’re seeing that now – and up until now.

Markets can remain irrational longer than you can remain solvent.

This would seem to be the case today, that the feminist juggernaut is still marching forward at full steam ahead. I mean, how could it not be? There are “End of Men” and “Woman’s Nation” articles being published all the time. Every female failing somehow ultimately becomes the fault of a man, or men, somewhere, at some obscure point in history. Women dominate our universities and are cheering the displacement of men in the workplace, somehow believing that men’s harm is women’s gain.

A wise man that has been around the Men’s Rights Movement (MRM) for over forty years once related how he thought that during the 1990’s men would finally wake up to the toxic nature of feminism and what it is has done to the attitude of Western Women.

All of these things peaked during the 1990’s, not during the 2000’s. In the 2000’s we were simply dealing with the aftermath of the hateful policies which were justified by the anti-male biases of the 1990’s.

It was during the 1990’s that Oprah Winfrey and Jerry Springer types sky-rocketed into the spotlight – before them, in the 1980’s, there was really only Donahue – and he was not nearly as ridiculous as those who came after him. Although he was no great triumph for humanity either, at least he also interviewed people like Ayn Rand who tore into feminism on his show. But it was during the 1990’s that those who replaced Donahue went full tilt against all things male.

During what decade did all the women giggle amongst themselves about their “starter marriages?” In which decade did we start drugging our boys with ritalin on a truly massive scale? It was during the 1990’s that we completely ripped apart our school system and re-arranged it in favour of girls. It was during the 1990’s that we went whole-hog on gender in the workplace, being even prohibited by law from reasonably inquiring if a young woman of 20-something plans to have children in the future, and using this information to best allocate business resources. What decade was it that Catharine McKinnon managed to find sexual harassment behind every water-cooler?

Almost all of the really truly abusive policies feminism has graciously served up to us were the result of the extreme anti-male biases found back in the 1990’s, not in the present day. Comparing today to the 1990’s, the amount of new policies being erected by feminists is truly miniscule. Today, they are mostly just fighting to hang on to their ill-gotten gains which they achieved during the 1990’s.

“The next bull market is always in a different area than the last one.”

The maxim of “bubbles can only be seen in hindsight” similarly applies to the next bull market. Rarely do people identify the next bull market when it’s in its early stages. It is the same psychology that drives both, but they drive in different directions.

You can only tell in hindsight when a bull market has started, just like you can only tell in hindsight when the bubble “burst.” (This is why contrarian investors follow the idea of “get in early and get out early.”)

The Feminist Bull Run is Over;
The Anti-Feminist Bull Market is Already Underway ( predicted in 2012 )

Furthermore Culture Leads Laws; Laws Don’t Lead Culture

The culture of the West changed before its laws did, as is always the case. The 60’s, 70’s and 80’s tore up our culture root and branch, altering many of our previous generations social mores. It was after this culture had changed, during the 1990’s, that anti-male laws really began to swing into action. The culture had changed and now laws had to be created to reflect the new culture. This is always the way it works.

And this is also the way the “Anti-Feminist Bull Market” is going to work.

More and more people are waking up to the fact that feminism has screwed us all gently with a wooden spoon. These people are angry at those who harmed them. Feminism has caused lots of harm to lots of people – including women themselves. The culture is already changing, and it will continue to change over the next several years until the fevered pitch of their demands over-shadows all other issues. It will be then, and only then, that the laws start to be changed to reflect the cultural values of the general population.

Rather than the “Misandry Bubble bursting” by the year 2020, what will really be happening is the “Anti-Feminist Bull Market” will be well on its way and the culture will already be reflecting changing social mores.

They’re About Done with Feminism, Anyway

Sure, individual feminists like Amanda Marcotte still ferverently believe the battle is not close to being won, but Marcotte is merely a useful idiot. The powers that be will toss her into the furnace with the rest of the rubbish the instant that her usefulness disappears.

The idea of government taking custody of children today, however, is much greater than in the past. As the Bull Market in Anti-Feminism develops, more and more fathers are going to demand the government grants shared-parenting, which is quite obviously the foundation for government taking custody of children. Is it such a stretch of the imagination to see courts appointing government representatives – an unelected bureaucracy – instead of parents, who will decide what is “in the best interests of the child?”

Just because a backlash is developing against feminism does not mean it is a good thing, nor that it can only benefit men and society. Many of the things the MRM are requesting is in line with feminism – DV shelters for men is one example, and would only serve to increase government power in the home, not decrease it.

I can’t bear the thought of men being manipulated into becoming Useful Idiots who further feminist and Marxist goals.

Can you?

“In order to raise children with equality, we must take them away from families and communally raise them.” — Dr. Mary Jo Bane, feminist and assistant professor of education at Wellesley College and associate director of the school’s Center for Research on Woman

If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.

Four years ago, before I knew about MGTOW, I was still reasonably positive about getting into relationships with women even though I was aware of some of the potential dangers. I wasn’t as blind or stupid as a typical blue pill man but I still believed in relationships.

In the past two years since immersing myself into MGTOW philosophy, I find that my interest in establishing relationships with women has dropped a lot.

To put it into numerical value, let’s say I was prepared to do 8/10 effort to get a woman, I am now only willing to put in 4/10 effort to get a woman.

I realised I don’t need a woman to be happy because my life is great. I have a good job, good health, in good shape, very nice bank balance and a realistic plan to retire at 40 or younger. In fact, I believe most women would f~~~ up my plans in life and I refuse to let a woman steer me towards something I don’t want.

Additionally, my feelings for women is at an all time low. I can no longer find it within myself to feel attracted to them other than their physical bodies. I still find a pretty woman attractive but I cannot connect with women on an emotional level because I feel like it is just a waste of time.

I remember on my most recent date with a woman, she was telling me how she didn’t want to do a job that was a 30-minute drive from her house. She didn’t want to pay $14 per day for parking. I asked her if she could take a bus to work instead but she insisted she wants to work within five minutes from her house. I told her, “Come on, half an hour to work is okay. I take one hour to get to work every day”.

I don’t have the patience to deal with weak and entitled people like that. Making a mountain out of mole hill. They expect life to be easy and others to make it easy for them.

I found it a bit scary in the beginning when I reached this stage because I felt like I should be attracted to women and should want to be with them for more than sex.

Now I find it very liberating that I am not obsessed with wanting to be with women. I could not give a f~~~ anymore and I feel good about it.

[IRuleMeParticipant]

OneLaneOnlyPls wrote:

A neighbor who I see now then where I live, invited me out for her partner’s birthday celebrations, this coming Saturday.

Whilst both of them are nice people, the event is something that has more cons than pros, and I let her know that I won’t be attending.

I had a look at the event, and the people attending. Over 70% of those attending are women. A few I recognized from dating apps. It became clear the ulterior motives my neighbor had.

She messaged me yesterday, seeking some sort of answer to why I won’t be going. I told her I’m happier on my own nowadays. Her reply contained this :

<em class=”d4pbbc-italic”>“You have just met some bad women”

First off, I have actually just met … <strong class=”d4pbbc-bold”>women. AWALT, given enough <strong class=”d4pbbc-bold”>time with them. The word “bad” implies, that her friends are different. They aren’t.

Second, this woman clearly doesn’t respect a man who wishes to do his own thing. There needs to be some sort of justification in her eyes.

Third, it is not her job, to try and get her friends onto me. I am interested in NOTHING with any woman, not even a ONS.

And finally, I owe this woman ZERO explanation. I don’t care how awkward it makes living in the apartment block. Since moving there I’ve tried to keep things friendly. Somewhere along the line, this can be misinterpreted by people.

I saw a thread in the Top Gun section titled ‘You need to socialize more’. I feel very similar to what he said there.

<strong class=”d4pbbc-bold”>How do you guys deal with this situation? I really like where I live now, and want to enjoy the peace and quiet. When I <strong class=”d4pbbc-bold”>do want to socialize, whenever that is, I want to feel some level of safety, control (eg. people not trying to booze me up), not being surrounded by complete randoms and having to make chit convo, and not being put out – by crap logistics.

<strong class=”d4pbbc-bold”>In short, if a social situation doesn’t suit me, I should not feel obligated to partake.

I have <strong class=”d4pbbc-bold”>always felt this way about socializing since my early teens, but back in the blue-pill days I made myself do it, to chase pussy. Other times I enjoyed the activities. I used to at times regret it. One reason being financial. When you remove the lure of pussy however, the whole thing becomes null and void.

Finding mgtow, it’s made me more focused on what I really want, and don’t want. Zero fks given.

I would have said “you’re right, I have met some bad women, and they include your online dating website friends who are attending the party. No thanks.”

A neighbor who I see now then where I live, invited me out for her partner’s birthday celebrations, this coming Saturday.

Whilst both of them are nice people, the event is something that has more cons than pros, and I let her know that I won’t be attending.

I had a look at the event, and the people attending. Over 70% of those attending are women. A few I recognized from dating apps. It became clear the ulterior motives my neighbor had.

She messaged me yesterday, seeking some sort of answer to why I won’t be going. I told her I’m happier on my own nowadays. Her reply contained this :

“You have just met some bad women”

First off, I have actually just met … women. AWALT, given enough time with them. The word “bad” implies, that her friends are different. They aren’t.

Second, this woman clearly doesn’t respect a man who wishes to do his own thing. There needs to be some sort of justification in her eyes.

Third, it is not her job, to try and get her friends onto me. I am interested in NOTHING with any woman, not even a ONS.

And finally, I owe this woman ZERO explanation. I don’t care how awkward it makes living in the apartment block. Since moving there I’ve tried to keep things friendly. Somewhere along the line, this can be misinterpreted by people.

I saw a thread in the Top Gun section titled ‘You need to socialize more’. I feel very similar to what he said there.

How do you guys deal with this situation? I really like where I live now, and want to enjoy the peace and quiet. When I do want to socialize, whenever that is, I want to feel some level of safety, control (eg. people not trying to booze me up), not being surrounded by complete randoms and having to make chit convo, and not being put out – by crap logistics.

In short, if a social situation doesn’t suit me, I should not feel obligated to partake.

I have always felt this way about socializing since my early teens, but back in the blue-pill days I made myself do it, to chase pussy. Other times I enjoyed the activities. I used to at times regret it. One reason being financial. When you remove the lure of pussy however, the whole thing becomes null and void.

Finding mgtow, it’s made me more focused on what I really want, and don’t want. Zero fks given.

Hello everyone!

Greek, 38 year old MGTOW here. I used to be an English Teacher and amateur writer of fiction before the economic crisis came to Greece and everything went to Hell. Greece went from Cradle of Civilization to failed Anarcho-Communist State and I became long term unemployed. Migrating to Scotland in October to start a new life…

I discovered MGTOW on YouTube some years ago while searching for Feminist getting rekt videos. First video I saw was by Sandman. I was relieved to finally see such a liberating philosophy and way of life! Finally! Some men are taking no more bulls~~~ and are leaving the Gynocentric System! Passive Resistance! Effectively damaging the System Financially and Demographically by not participating anymore! (I call it “Starving the Bitch”)!

I continued watching videos but I officially had my Red Pill Moment and chose to become MGTOW when my girlfriend, who was my everything, left me after 5 and a half years of being together. It happened on Sunday, October 11, 2015.

Even though I’m considered a good looking guy, I’ve never had much luck with women. Primarily because I didn’t try enough. It was like, wanting to win the lottery without even buying the damn ticket…

I guess I lacked the necessary social skill. Never learned how to talk to women. I remember missing SO MANY chances when I was younger. All because I didn’t know what to do or how to follow the cues and realize that she’s interested. I was shy and clueless, full of doubt and fear, and they thought that I was simply not interested in them! I drove them away and wasted the best years of my life, almost my entire youth, being single, alone and pretty much anti-social. I had a few friends, but my life basically consisted of gaming and watching movies and anime. No sexual life whatsoever…

All that changed in 2010 when I met her. Eve was her name. She was 14 years younger then me and we met in a Facebook Group for Lonely People. I was basically miserable, talking about how women only go for Alpha Males and she replied. Not only her, but her sister, who was one year older, replied too.

I never considered anything sexual at that time. You see, I’ve always liked OLDER women. I never expected that a younger woman would actually hit on me! Before knowing it, I was chatting on Windows Live Messenger with both her and her sister. We talked for 2 months before finally admitting openly that there’s something deeper going on here. Her sister was full of herself. Eve was somewhat shy. One day they asked me who exactly I’m interested in. The moment of truth had arrived.

After watching pictures and talking to both of them I analyzed the situation in my mind. Eve was way more beautiful. She was younger too. Such a fresh girl. Such a beautiful little fairy. But she had low confidence. Easier to handle and manipulate. More obedient. Her sister on the other hand was arrogant, average looking and always seemed to insult whomever she was talking with, without realizing it. She was so full of herself that she verbally reduced everyone else. She lacked communication skills.

The wise thing was to choose the low confidence sister. That would deal a massive strike on the Ego of the other one and I could probably use her jealousy to my advantage in the future. This decision would also boost the confidence of the younger sister and she would be more submissive to me in a blissful state of gratefulness for saving her from her sister’s shadow…

Indeed I chose the young one. And she didn’t disappoint me. She was still a virgin. Yet there she was, in the movie theatre, completely intoxicated with lust on our very first date, stroking my c~~~ while I was stroking her clitoris with her lesbian friend sitting next to me, pretending to watch the movie (Twilight: Eclipse)…

2 days later her lesbian friend told her that she’s had enough pussy and was now looking for a boyfriend…

The thing that caught my eye on our first date was that she was wearing a snake pendant. Her name was Eve and she was wearing a snake pendant. How much more symbolic could this get?

Our second date ended with a blowjob in the toilet of the cinema.

Third date, anal. Damn, this girl was almost too good to be true.

She was madly in love with me. Her sister unfortunately, hated my guts. She never forgave me for not choosing her. Oh well… At least I brainwashed them into kissing each other and touching their breasts. Too bad I never achieved that sister threesome I desired. Eve told me she’d gladly do it if her sister wanted it too. But, she didn’t.

Anyway, let’s move on. The relationship begun with much lust and passion as you can see. The good thing is that it soon became deeper than that as well. We both fell deeply in love. She used to say I was her Sun and she would never leave me. We’d live together. We made plans. I would never be alone again… Thousands of her messages in my archive remind me of those days filled with love, loyalty and affection. Days of promises and oaths of eternal love. Days now gone forever.

As the years went by, she gradually started to change. Keeping her distance. Avoiding sex. She still was affectionate however. Until one day, after 5 1/2 years she said that she wasn’t ready for such a commitment yet. She wanted to do some things for herself first. I said that she could do those things while being with me. She didn’t need to destroy everything. Besides, we had no real problems. I was happy.

She insisted on breaking up. She said that PERHAPS she’ll return in the future… I never agreed but she left me anyway. And she did it over the phone. She didn’t even give me one last meeting…

I later found out, that she had become a singer for a rock band of 4 men WHILE we were still together! And she never told me!!! She was a Physics University Student. Second best Nationally. She was a Physics nerd, and she secretly became a rock band singer!!!

Now she won’t even answer the phone. She’s blocked me everywhere. I deserved something better. The ironic thing is that, she’s told me so herself in the past. “You’re perfect. You deserve someone better than me. I’m a horrible person”. I couldn’t understand back then WHY she said that, given the fact that we had no problems and I was happy. She seemed happy too.

I’ve lost everything. I’ve lost 7 years of my life, waiting for her to graduate, so we could leave Greece together and live abroad. Just 2 weeks ago my father died. I’ll be leaving the country in October. All alone with little money I managed to save from my father’s pension…

But you know what? After all that, I don’t hate her. Because for 5 1/2 years, I was happy. Truly happy. I’m guessing she will contact me in the future. When she hits the wall. I don’t think I’ll accept her back. Not after what she did.

Unless maybe I’m in dire financial need and she agrees to support me financially FOR LIFE. Then maybe I’ll accept her back. But then again, if I’m living on her money, I’ll essentially be dependent on her in every way, won’t I? What would you do really? Accept her back on strict terms and conditions or just send her off forever? I guess I still can’t fully accept the fact that’s it’s all over.

I hope I succeed in Scotland. My plan now is to just work and earn money. No marriage, no long-term relationships, no children. I’ll just use my spare time to travel, eat in expensive restaurants, live my life while I still have some youth left in me. I’LL TRY MY BEST TO MAKE UP FOR THE LOST TIME. I DO look about 10 years younger after all. It’s a good thing I never smoked or drink alcohol.

I still want to have sex. I’ll go the Pump and Dump route. I’ve had so little sex in my life after all. I feel wronged and deprived. I feel I deserved more and better. Given my appearance and character I feel f~~~ing entitled. I never really tried. It’s time to finally try. While I still can. I’ll go for a DDLG BDSM relationship. I’ll go for the young ones (legal of course). I’ll never fall in love again. I’m only interested in f~~~ing and having way too much fun now.

Oh, and, of course I’ll never stop watching anime and play games. It helps with approaching the young ones…

By the way, any MGTOW Brothers in Edinburgh?

MGTOW For Life!

Thus said The Beyonder.

[StealthParticipant]

Finally somebody said it. This guy is like a Martin Luther of corporate America, barring his softy-pants ideals of “psychological safety” and blue pill explanations.

"Once you’ve taken care of the basics, there’s very little in this world for which your life is worth deferring." -David Hansson. "It’s not when women are mean or nasty that anything is out of the ordinary. It’s when they are NICE to you that you have to be on high alert..." -Jackinov.

[NomadicExpatParticipant]

Gambit, I was exactly in your same shoes a few months ago! I went MGTOW hard after my divorce, thought I would never let a t~~~ in my life again. Then SHE showed up a few months later.

You know the story… casual sex, then hanging out on the weekends, then suddenly you realize you’ve been in a horrible relations~~~ for years and have no recollection of exactly how you got swindled into it.

I backslid and still can’t believe I fell for it.

So here’s what I was feeling before I broke it off with my last long term relationship, perhaps you feel the same way:

I felt trapped, like I was emotionally caged. I could put on a fake smile and be nice around her everyday, while inside I couldn’t WAIT for this chick to just give me five minutes alone, with some peace and quiet. She slowly took over ALL of my time, all of my future, all of ME.

I found myself acting as a “charicature” of myself, a cartoonish purple pilled version that just didn’t have the emotional or argumentative stamina to hold my ground every second of every day.

She emotionally made me tap out… I was so exhausted from constant hen pecking and bickering that it was easier to just agree with her and roll with it than get in a fight over EVERYTHING, every goddamned day.

At some point, as sorry as it is to say, it’s easier to just say, “yes dear.”

Your title is perfect. It was a slow frog boil and she took years to change from subservient housegirl/sexy fun to a raging, narcissistic, sexless c~~~ who wore the pants.

I’m still ashamed I let this happen. I finally snapped out of it when she got baby rabies baaad…

She was going to “Oopsie” the birth control. I just knew it, the writing was on the wall she was slowly smashing into.

She wanted it ALL, as we all know. She had the career and the money, now was her time to secure her last-second shotgun wedding husband and father to her downs syndrome future babies.

Thank God I went MGTOW before meeting her, the red pill was still flowing through my veins with enough potency to open my eyes to the extreme danger I was in.

The problem was now this: I still hate seeing girls cry. I don’t mean some feminist Bitch on TV, but I mean a girl I’ve been intimate with and actually cared for. Especially when I’m the one that’s going to put the proverbial knife in her heart and “ruin her dreams forever”.

It’s tough breaking up with an LTR. It just sucks, there’s no way around it, unless your sociopathic.

I had to have a Man-to-Man talk with myself for hours when I could get time alone. Reflect. What glide path was I on, if I just kept things status quote?

Ill tell you. With kids I don’t want, from a woman I don’t want to spend my life with.

So I had two options:

Get Out Now!!

Or

Suffer the consequences.

Your going to just have to break her heart brother.

My LTR had shown significant signs of becoming unhinged over the last six months of our relations~~~, and I knew she would swing on me if I broke it off in person. She would be SO loud and violent that more than likely the cops would show up, and you KNOW it would be ME taken to jail, not princess.

So did I “man up” and break up with her in person, explaining all the reasons why “it’s me, not you”, like I have so painfully throughout my many blue pill years earlier?

FUUUCK NO!!!!!

Here’s how I broke up with a girlfriend of multiple years, MGTOW style:

I packed my s~~~ in secret, got my affairs in order, made sure she wasn’t pregnant, then f~~~ing DISAPPEARED. I left a note so she wouldn’t think I was kidnapped and put out a missing persons or something. I made it clear that it was over.

I skipped the bulls~~~ emotional firestorm, the last ditch efforts at a too-late blowjob, the walking on eggshells emotional roller coaster of explaining “WHY!?!?” THROUGH MASKARA streaked tears for endless night hours.

I simply skipped all that bulls~~~. I’m not in high school, I don’t give a f~~~ about getting a “bad rep” for doing so, and it was 100 times better than any other breakup I’ve had to do.

Don’t play their games and feel like you have to “Man up” and do it in person like a bad episode of reality TV. Don’t be mean, either or she could haunt you.

Just matter-of-factly state in a short letter what is happening on YOUR terms. You are breaking it off. This is not the best for your interests. Best of luck to her.

Of course I got the teary, sobbing phone call. I was already out of the state by the time she found out and I let her know that. She had no strings to pull or ability to affect me. In one swift act, I cut all of her puppet strings and f~~~ing RAN off the plantation.

It’s the best move I’ve made in years.

Blood in, Blood out, brother. This is going to be painful, it still was for me, but it was much less so by NOT doing it in person.

Give her the pink slip. Get the F~~~ Out.

In 48 hours you will feel 100 times better than you have since you met the woman who is trying to lock you down.

I know I do, I have MY LIFE BACK!!! I actually have agency over my time, my thoughts, my productivity, my sleep. I finally don’t have to answer for my actions like I’m a child in grammar school.

Get Out before it’s too late brother! If your thinking it, she can sense it. She WILL try to lock you down, even with an “Oopsie! We’re Pregnant!”

[BrainPilotParticipant]

@ Joller,
The most advanced alcoholic I ever knew recovered for a time before he died about 30 years ago. He had been a skid row wino for most of his adult life. As a kid, he had been dirt poor and badly abused by a violent alcoholic father. When he was 15, he came up with a plan for escaping that life. He ran away from home and joined the US Marines. He was a big kid for his age and joined at a time when they were not as careful about who they took as they are now.

The day he signed his recruitment papers was the day before Thanksgiving, 1941. His plan was to do his 4 years in the Marines, learn a skill and use it to get a job when he got out. It would have been a good plan, except that the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor 2 weeks later while he was in boot camp. He didn’t have much memory of the war because he stayed drunk for a big part it. I’m told this was the way for many veterans.

The day he turned 18 was about three years later. And by then, the Japanese had been losing and growing progressively desperate. On his 18th birthday, (the first day he could have legally bought alcohol) he was manning an antiaircraft gun on a Navy ship in the Pacific, shooting back at kamikazes trying to crash into his ship and kill him.

After more than 30 years of being a skid row wino, when he had finally recovered, he was asked if he was scared at the time. He said, that he wasn’t scared, he was drunk instead. He said that any rational sober person would have run from that insanity. But on a ship, there’s nowhere to run. Even if there was, desertion during a war will get you shot by your own side. Trying to fight a war sober is so terrifying that most sane, sober, rational people cannot function well enough to fight. But if you’re drunk, you don’t feel terror. You don’t feel guilt, shame, sadness or anything else, either. That makes it possible to do your job and survive, but impossible to have normal relationships with people and society.

30 years after the war ended, this guy still carried around all that terror that he had never allowed himself to feel. The threat had passed, but the terror it created had not passed because a person has to feel it for a while before it wears off. He stayed drunk so he never felt it, and it never passed. When he stopped drinking 30 years after the war ended, all that suppressed terror resurfaced.

What I learned from this guy’s story was that some unfortunate people have experiences that create so much pain, or so much terror or so much of some other horrible emotion, that it is impossible to function, and maybe even impossible to survive if they don’t find a way to suppress it. Technically, they do choose to drink to suppress these emotions, and this leads them to alcoholism. Alcohol allows them to function in the routine things that would be otherwise impossible if they were required to simultaneously allow themselves to feel enormous amounts of pain or terror. So, for them it is sometimes the best choice, but from a short list of very crappy options.

Ironically, alcoholism can be the most sane, rational choice for a person in an insane, irrational set of circumstances.

Look, it's not my fault that tornado dropped a house on your sister. Now get back on your broom and get your ass out of here... and take your monkeys with you

[RhinoParticipant]

I just sent Keymaster a message hopefully the link will be removed when he has the time as I can no longer edit the original post.

Although the video itself may be a fictional fantasy piece being played out for a specific group of men the encounter in that video does in fact play out in real life from some really crazy women who use sex as a tool to manipulate and train their male partner.

True story some guy I knew ended up buying a car for his cupcake because she was good in bed and would stop doing stuff mid way into sessions unless he agreed to buy her a car. She pulled the stuff that girl in the video I posted did as well. Another guy bought his wife new kitchen because she stopped blowing him when he was ready to explode. She was on him for months trying to get that kitchen he swore to me he wouldn’t cave but she kept pulling that s~~~ and he got tired of it and gave in just so he could finally get his release and stop the nagging.

Finally with my own experience and this is even worse my ex cupcake tried to get me to cum inside her so that she could get pregnant. When I refused and tried to get up she wrapped her legs around my waist and wouldn’t let go I barely broke free from her vice grip. She tried to use sex to get what she wanted and she waited almost at the right moment because she knew I was ready to pull out. I dodged a huge bullet I was very stupid back then to go bareback without a condom. We were together for 7 years and I trusted her and she betrayed me never think your little cupcake will not have it in her to pull something like this.

Oh forgot to mention she had me trained good I barely saw friends and was on the plantation for the most part. My saving grace was we still were not living together so I was able to finally break free from her controlling ways and move on without her in my life. Sex is a very powerful tool for women and they use it to train their men before, during, and after sex to get what they want.

[ConfuciusParticipant]

Barnstormer wrote:

I try to focus on my health, eating right and exercising. … I enjoy my space and plan to improve my guitar playing and do more home projects,

Ha, ha. Sounds like a copy of me. I finally got myself a gym-card and started tearing down the walk-in closet in my house to make it into a workshop instead.

Maybe I should take up my guitar playing again as well. Haven’t touched my guitar in 20 yrs, since I abandonded the dreams of my youth to become a musician.

"Life is really simple, but men insist on making it complicated."

Hi guys, I’ve been lurking here for a while. I’ve seen vids on YouTube by Sandman and various others. I really feel like I belong here. I’m 38, from northern UK and luckily I’ve avoided marriage (been engaged twice and chickened out of the deal). I work a skilled job in manufacturing. Unluckily I ended up having 6 kids with the baby mother from hell.

It all started back at school. I fell for my friends sister, and over several years attempted to woo her and date her, all to no avail. I’m not a bad looking guy (so I’ve been told), and I had no shortage of c~~~s trying to date me. I even walked to her house through the snow (-5 degrees outside), to take her out only to get the cold shoulder. But when it comes to pussy, sometimes you never learn. I was in my early twenties, and desperate to get her. Eventually in 2001, my persistence (read stupidity) paid off. Started courting, and then moved her into my rented flat. I had a really good job at the time and was planning to buy my first home. I had a mortgage offer from the bank that would have bought me a really nice pad in a gorgeous village. However over the course of just four months, this viper killed all this. I lost my well paid job, and ended up getting a lousy minimum wage job in a laundry. I was in arrears with my landlord. She’d pressured me to sell my turbo injected Ford beast and buy something “family friendly”. Then she revealed the happy news to me in 2002: ” I’m pregnant”. Great! Things started going downhill from there, but I kept on doing what I could to make vipers life more comfortable. I should have seen the writing on the wall.
Came back from work, to find the flat cleared out and a note telling me that “I’ve gone home to think about things”. She had taken everything! I didn’t see her for THREE f~~~ing years. I found out secondhand information about my daughter from acquaintances, although I never found out where she lived. I spent three years distraught, moving from using bitches and at one point even ending up in prison. I thought I couldn’t sink any lower. In 2004, I finally started to sort things out. Funny how things go right in your life when there’s no woman to f~~~ it up. I stopped the heavy drinking, found a decent job, started investing in building companies and things were looking bright. I faced the prospect of never seeing my daughter. I’d already found out through looking at birth records that she’d put another man’s name on the birth certificate. Talk about kicking you while you’re down. As you can guess, the glory days didn’t last. Whilst I was out and about in another town, viper saw me driving my sleek Japanese sports car. Within a week, she was round at my mothers house with daughter in tow begging me to see them. Like a sucker I did. It wasn’t long before I was screwing her again, and eventually she got pregnant. Flash japanese car gets sold.
She decided she wanted to move away, and ended up moving to a crap council estate 70 miles away from me. I joined her but realised quite quickly that although I loved the sex, I didn’t love life with her. She even locked me in the house and took the key so I didn’t escape! Crazy when you look back! But I put up with her s~~~. I stayed in most nights. I put up with her giving my mountain bike away (all done when I’d gone out) and restricting any freedom I had.
Up to 2015 we had a sexual relationship, with me living there a few days a week, then returning back home. Every penny I made went to her. We ended up having 6 kids. Brains were obviously in the wrong place.I kept telling her that I wouldn’t move in, but would buy them a home near where I lived and would move in and support them, but she wasn’t having that!
Anyway 2015. She tells me she’s fallen in love with a neighbour (by text no less). I also find out from soxial media that her friends have been encouraging her to meet other men, and she’s been screwing around. I was distraught, angry, emotional. She was hitting the wall, and her weight had ballooned. I still cared for her, but I started to realise it wasn’t me that she wanted all along. She just wanted kids and a wallet. She was basically a prostitute. The relationship with the neighbour fizzled out, and she started to woo me again with promises that “things will be different” and sending me nude pics of herself. And guess what? I thought I could make things right. Well once a whore, always a whore. I’ve seen the light last year. As time has gone on, and as I’ve wanted less to do with her sexually, she’s been taking more and more of my parental freedoms away. She’s never wanted me to have a lot to do with the kids. Any clothes I’ve bought them disappear. Parent evening invitations have been rescinded. Now she’s stopped contacting me, and is blanking me when I try to contact her regarding kids. And my daughter, now 14, is a carbon copy of her mum. Entitled,ultra narcissistic and like a viper. But just like gambling or alcohol addiction, I’m done with my ex now. I’m breaking the chain. But I wish I’d done this years ago. I wish I’d found this community years ago.
But I’m in a good place now. I have a good job in manufacturing (I’ve been promoted twice so far), and I’m going down this Mgtow road. I’m a man trying to find peace and believe me without a woman taking every penny and nagging me, I’m finding peace. I drive the car I want to drive. I spend my time doing hobbies that I like. I can see friends now that I never had time for. Im looking and feeling better than evwr. I’m walking down the tunnel and finding light. I just hope I don’t lose access to my kids, but I’m prepared for that. It hurts but I am. I know looking at her Facebook that she’s out on the c~~~ carousel. I hope I can help prevent people making the same stupid mistakes that I made.
Sorry for the long post.

Hello fellow MGTOW brothers. FINALLY!! Ive been waiting so long to be able to post my story and to share with you guys. It feels good to finally be able to talk to people who can actually relate to me. In alot of intros ive read, ive seen that alot of people were MGTOW before even finding out about it. Unfortunately that wasnt the case with me.

Im 20 years old, and i found out about MGTOW december of 2016, after several painful experiences with females. I cant recall exactly where i found out about MGTOW although i think i saw something about it on reddit. I was actually just surfing the internet trying to find stories about guys who had been treated just absolutely horrible by women and it was fate that i found out about MGTOW.

Since birth, i was fed and gladly ate doses of blue pills for breakfast, lunch, and dinner (hell, brunch too). It wasnt till my first relations~~~ (which lasted all of 2 1/2 months) that i started to realize something was horribly wrong with the female species. But for you all to understand i must go back. Waaaaay back. My first rejection from a female. It was in middle school, 6th grade (i know middle school doesnt count but hell this still hurt at the time) i had a crush on a popular girl. So popular girl finds out i like her and would like to “date” her.

Well one day while im sitting at the lunch table with my friends, popular girl walks up, everyone gets quiet, she looks dead at me and as loud as she can says “HELL NO” and makes a disgusting face and then walks off. Everyone BUGS up laughing and the restroom was where i spent the rest of lunch. That was the first of many rejections to come.

Fast forward to freshman year. The first girl i really caught feelings for. We’ll call her thing 1. So freshman year thing 1 starts showing interest in me which stunned me because she was beautiful. She cuddled with me and all that and when I wanted us to start dating she makes up some BS exscuse that her mom doesnt allow her to date….the REAL reason was she was just using me to get to my older brother who moved to our school that same year. And she didnt even get him!! That was when i went down a long dark road of hating my brother and hating myself for it. But thats a whole other story.

The next girl….we’ll call her thing 2.

My junior year i “met” her. I use quotation marks because…get this…i only saw her in person ONCE. How we “met” was she basically asked for my number on a pic on my instagram page. From that we started talking everyday for the next few months and i learned soooooo much about her. We only saw each other in person because i pushed for it. She was really against it saying it would be awkward. And the thing is she lived FIVE F~~~ING MINUTES FROM ME. And i had a car so i couldve easily seen her alot. But little did i know at the time i was simply just her ego booster and shoulder to cry on about how her parents just didnt understand her and yadda yadda yadda. And when we DID meet she made it extremely awkward. Anyway a couple days before christmas is when she stopped needing me and just went ghost on me. Like she didnt even know who i was. Like she didnt confide in me for the past 4 months. I can still remember being so hurt laying in my room listening to pretty brown eyes by mint condition and having my dad walk in asking what girl i was so butt hurt about. Hahaha im laughing just thinking about it right now.

Fast forward to second semester of senior year. Thats when i met…lets call this one thing 3. This one was pretty simple. I fell for thing 3 who was a complete and utter slut. But at the time i wouldnt have said that.

She was a A1 chick. Arab, nice fat t~~~, and a FAT ass. Just a perfect body in general and beautiful face. I liked her. Our friends knew i liked her. SHE knew i liked her. But leading me on was just so fun to her. I remember her telling me and our group of friends (not my friends anymore) how she let….CHAD (cuz thats the exact type of n~~~~ he was) bust a nut in her mouth. He didnt even last 30 seconds!!!! She knew how i felt but she took alot of pride in just rubbing it in my face that she was letting every other n~~~~ hit BUT me. She was the average female. Texting me out of the blue, letting me know what guys wanted to have sex with her, complaining about how guys ONLY wanted to have sex with her (gee i wonder why) and using me as a ego booster. Whenever just the two of us hung out her face was yep you guessed it, buried in that f~~~ing phone of hers. She flaked on me MULTIPLE times and tried to lie. A few months after graduation is when i started to finally get tired of her and completely cut her off. That wasnt the last of her though.

But on to the next female. The one that pushed me right into the arms of MGTOW. The first girl i grew to truly love in just a short amount of time. God i loved her…and she completely shattered my heart, my confidence and my ego. I straight thought i was going to marry this girl. What bitch and a crock of s~~~….

It was march 2016 and i just moved in with my older sister and her boyfriend. My sister got me a job at her place of work, a salad chop shop. And thats where i met her. We’ll call her thing 4. Thing 4 was one of the main three supervisors under the GM (i know i f~~~ed up big time) and its funny because when i first saw her i didnt even find her attractive. Sure she had a NICE ass body, but her face was just alright. But instantly i hear that she thinks im cute. I paid no attention because at first i just forreal wasnt interested. Overtime me and her started talking and i learned that our coworker…chad#2….and thing 4 had a thing.

Not a relationship because chad#2 already had a girlfriend. But they would do things like make out in the freezer, he would finger her and feel her up and she completely let him. Keep in mind i found NONE of this out from her. She gave me the “he liked me but i didnt forreal like him and we just kissed”. And when i got there chad#2 and thing 4 stopped talking because chad#2 was mad that thing 4 wouldnt let him hit.

Anyway over a couple weeks i became interested, she invited me over and we f~~~ed. She invited me over a second time and we f~~~ed and thats when i started to catch feelings. This was the FIRST girl who showed interest in me first AND let me hit. Before her i had only f~~~ed two other girls who were childhood friends. But after that second time, her and chad#2 all of sudden were on good terms and at work there would be times where the two of them would dissappear for periods of time and then come back smirking and i knew what they were doing. It hurt but i stopped talking to her altogether.

A week and a half passes and she starts complaining to my sister that i hate her because i was ignoring the everloving s~~~ outta her. I mean like straight avoid looking in her direction type ignoring. Anyways my sister tells me and i start to feel bad and i, being a stupid naive blue pilled 19 year old, fall for it and start talking to her again. I tell her i thought that her and chad#2 were starting to mess around and i was just letting them do their thing. She says nothing happened between them (bulls~~~) and that she’s into me.

She made me feel wanted. I remember our kitchen manager trying to playfully force her into his arms and her running up and wrapping her arms around me holding on tight, showing him that she was into ME and definitely not him. After conversations, deep conversations. We decide to become a thing. But one thing that rubbed me the wrong way (which i see NOW was not a red flag but a red f~~~ing FLARE dead in my face) was before we became official, she asked me to tell her my fears about us. I told her that yea she like me now but what about a month from now? 5 months from now? A year from now? Now i was expecting her to say something along the lines of “dont think that way, dont be aftaid” you know some uplifting s~~~ like that.

Buuuut….she got extremely offended and attacked ME! “Why would you say that i feel like YOUR the one whose not gonna be around for the long haul i dont know if i wanna get into something now” was her response. Immediately i apologized for EXPRESSING MY F~~~ING FEELINGS which i now see was what i was doing. And i spent the next 2 hours convincing her i would be there for her and to give us a go. After a month of us being together i guess the GM found out we were a thing and thing 4 got transferred to another location. They lied and said she was moving up in the company but it was all BS. They were just seperating us. When i found out the news i was devastated. I knew she was going to slowly lose interest in me.

But she assured me she wouldnt and dammit she convinced me so f~~~in well. But after we started dating i started to notice things.

1. She never would call me her bf, just that we were dating

2. She wanted to keep us on the downlow so she wouldnt get in trouble which she wouldnt have

3. 80% of our convos were about her complaining about work

4. She was a MASTER at playing the victim card and making me out to be the bad guy and making me feel bad too

5. Her mother who was a parole officer straight LOOKED ME UP IN THE SYSTEM and basically made me confess about the two times i got arrested (i did dumb s~~~ in the past i admit but ive learned from my mistakes)

6. Her mother viewed me and my sister as potheads with nothing going for us in life and was disrespectful to me on multiple occasions

7. Her not wanting to be intimate with me in public and not wanting to go OUT with me in public forreal

8. Her NEVER wanting to come to our apartment it was always me going to her and she knew that i had to borrow my sisters car to do so and she FURTHER knew that we werent financially set like she was

9. She didnt like me smoking or tripping L (ive stopped both) because it didnt fit her perfect boyfriend image

And a whole bunch more but those were the main things, especially her mother. Her mother was a HUGE hypocrite and immature. Thing 4 told me about how her father abandoned them (knowing what i know now i dont blame him) and how her mother drove around with a sledgehammer looking for him. I remember hanging out with thing 4 and her mom texted her saying she was popping a pill at work. Thing 4 says she cant do that and guess what her mothers response is?

“Everyone else here is high on something so i might as well be too”…..remember that she’s a PAROLE OFFICER. AND she constantly talked s~~~ on me, my sister, and her bf for smoking. Anyway the night where i fell in love with her…we had a deep emotional conversation.

What started it was i had tripped L a few days before and it kind of got too intense for me and i needed to call her but i knew she would get mad so i didnt. But in that deep emotional conversation i told her alot of personal stuff that ive never told anyone. Like how she was the first girl ever to actually give me a chance and how before her i was just constantly played and used. I broke down and cried. She was the first girl i ever cried in front of.

I remember that night like it was yesterday. Her holding me telling me it was all gonna be alright…that was such a special night to me….WAS. After the first month and a half is when things started to go sour.

Remember thing 3? Yea she hit me up and invited me to her hotel birthday party and i wanted thing 4 to go with me. She made a big deal saying she was tired from work and that she’d rather stay home. I guess she thought i would stay with her but i took my ass right to that hotel party to get f~~~ed up. The ENTIRE time she’s texting me just trying her hardest to pick a fight. But i was to f~~~ed up to fight so i just left her hanging, thinking i was in control. Then a couple weeks later we have a big fight and she says she hates me.

Now that isnt something i take lightly and when we were having our make up conversation i told her that and she didnt even bother apologizing!! And apologized like 500 times!! Our last week together she was extremely distant. When i brought it up her reasoning was that our last fight really hurt her. I offered taking a break so she could get herself together and guess what. She JUMPED at that….like she was just waiting for me to say it. Her response was “i completely agree and i dont know whats going to happen to us from here”.

When i asked what she meant by that she said just exactly that. It hurt like a hell but i left her alone. Our “break” started sunday. The next two days i figured she would be back and that i would let her know that things were going to change if we were to continue. I felt soooo f~~~ing good and in control. Then wensday night, june 5th of 2016 is when i had my heart broken. I was just looking at her instagram pictures, just patiently waiting for the moment when i would be able to hold her in my arms again. Then i saw it. Under one of my favorite instagram photos of her was something that wasnt there before. Fresh comments of her FLIRTING with another guy!! And it wasnt even discreet flirting. Just straight up “i want you right f~~~ing now” flirting.

My heart dropped out of my chest and fell right through my sack on the floor. I immediately hit her up and it was horrible. She treated me like i was some obssessed fan of hers. Like we didnt share special moments. Like she DIDNT tell me she loved me every night and i to her. Like we didnt fall asleep on facetime so we could wake up to each other in the morning.

I remember every single thing she said….”what do you want from me”….”i really dont wanna talk on the phone with you”…..”what is there to talk about”….now i see she was just rushing me off the phone because she was with him. With chad#3 from the location she got moved to…who was “just a friend”. Big muscular body building chad#3. And on top of that she lied. “I just cant balance work and a relationship right now”.

I never felt that pain in my chest before like i did that night.
That pain was….unbearable.

For the rest of june of i was a straight alcoholic….and i never even really drank before then. But i couldnt smoke because it just reminded me how i promised her i would stop and it would be a horrible depressing high. My behavior turned extremely destructive. No more blunt cruises. Just drunk driving cruising with the bottle in one hand and the steering wheel in the other, driving down the highway at 2 in the morning listening to kanye west 808’s and heartbreak album. Coming home on break from work and getting wasted and then going back in to work my night shift.

What was worse was that i had to pass her apartment up on the way to work because she lived literally right down the street. Then on top of that a month later my dad passed.

Went for a jog 4th of july night and had a heart attack. A jogger found his body the next morning. That sent me further into a depression. Even thought i had cut all contact with thing 4 i wanted to hit her up and have her hold me and tell me it was all going to be alright. She was the only one who knew the true relationship i had with my father. It wasnt great but he was my father and he provided for me and i loved him and always will. But at night when i wanted her the most i knew she was laid up with chad#4 who was just a friend.

Then to make matters worse, 4 months after no talking to her she got transferred back to my location and boy did she take joy in hanging all over the new kitchen manager (the older brother of the last one who was always trying to f~~~ her) right in front of me. At the time i didnt know why….i really didnt know why she just wanted to hurt me so bad. But now i know. Anyway her last month there she would talk to a mutual friend of ours about me saying i must hate her (yep ya f~~~ing right i did) and that she felt bad. Mutual friend tried to get us to talk one day by having me come in the back without telling me what was going on.

As soon as i saw thing 4 walking in the back with her i jetted through the walk in freezer to the front. Mutual friend, who is truly one of the very FEW honest good hearted women on gods green earth (she helped me through the ENTIRE break up and i see her as a older sister), told me there was still feelings for me and that she could hear it in thing 4’s voice. The damage was done though and i could never go back to her.

But i did make one last blue pill decision to put her mind at ease. I texted her and let her know that i didnt hate her which was BS of course and that i was happy for her but i let her know me and her could never be cool again….not after the way she ended things. She said she knew and thanked me for being happy for her and that alot of people werent (still playing the victim card). The last thing i ever said to her through text was basically asking her why she couldnt have been straight up with me and let me know she found someone else….after all the conversations we had of just being straight up with one another, why did she have to lie? And guess what? She lied AGAIN. “I didnt have anyone else when i was with you! I really didnt” i didnt even bother texting her back after that. And that is the end of thing 4. MORE bulls~~~ happened with another female after that, but thats for another time.

Its now a little over a year later and im doing MUCH better. Its funny because now that ive grown into my lightskin looks and updated my style, all of a sudden NOW im worthy of girls. Im 6″3, lightskin, have a 2015 nissan altima, AND my own apartment (thanks to my mother and stepfather who i love dearly) and i plan to join the army in the near future. Girls throw me looks in hope that ill come talk to them but now they arent worthy of ME.

Also thing 3 tried to come back in my life a couple months ago and i very cordially told her to f~~~ off hahaha. You can guess how she took it hahaha. I have my days where i reminisc about thing 4. At times ill remember the feeling she gave me that s~~~ty night of june 5th and ill let my heart feel that exact pain i felt. But after i come back ten times stronger. Like a saiyan (for my fellow DBZ nerds out there) The only thing a female is good for is getting f~~~ed. Not to chill with (unless your getting some), not to marry, not to form a relationship with, simply just getting f~~~ed.

I’m so EFFIN happy i found you guys. I’m home. As i finish typing this i turn on my xbox one to play some modern warfare remastered while my pizza rolls cook in the microwave with no female to bother me. *sigh* life is good gentlemen….life…is….goooood

P.S how do i put a quote in for my profile?

Peace of mind is more important than pussy in mind

[Faust For ScienceParticipant]

Anonymous wrote:

Faust For Science wrote:

narwhal wrote:

It’s like the believe the Trump voter’s are just going to say ‘dagnabit, you win’ and not pick up their guns.

That is after eight years of s~~~, insults, and government abuse by the Obama administration and their media sycophants.

That much abuse onto of an unjust coup would lead to a complete breakdown and order in the U.S.

Also, remember what group of people have the guns in the country, and which group need to specify their bathrooms…..

If a civil war happened, i’m not worried!

Why do you think the globalists want to start World War III between the U.S. and Russia?

There are too many guns in the nationalist loving commons in the U.S. for the U.S. to collapse into a third world tyranny, with the people fulling enslave and the resources completely exploits. The globalists have some of this but not even half of this is going the way they want.

This is why they want a nuclear war, because the only plan they have to deal with us, to prevent the people from holding them responsive is a final solution to kill everyone in the U.S. and Russia.

Should this happen, this will not work out the way the globalists expect. With no super-power military to protect them, the third world populations they intend to rule will turn on them, loot them, and destroy them.

[DanceMyOwnWayParticipant]

Keymaster wrote:

Viciouscunningtreacherous wrote:

I’m 6,4 and net worth of 2m. Workout 24/7, have most of my hair at 52, used to model back when I thought it would get me laid. Nothing. Zero,zip nada. Only hit on by gays or delusional land whales. I hear what he’s saying but don’t get it in my own life. I mean I’m not trying to brag but I’ve done some horrendous s~~~ in my life. For the pinnacle of my racing career, I ran two seasons of Toyota Atlantic series. Absof~~~inglutely zero interest from women. It’s almost as if they hated me.

@VCT. I was never “invisible to women” but I experience(d) exactly what you’re talking about – and it’s not personal. I have even said it before here too… “If there was no such thing as mirror, going strictly by the way women seem to react to me, I would think I looked like SHREK”.

Then one day (about two years) I was out for a walk, and a dog was approaching me very slowly. I didn’t change my trajectory, and came right up and sat at my feet. I bent down and gently pet him thinking it was very sweet.

His female owner was about 30 paces behind him, and she called out “Oh oh!”…. and I looked up wondering what she could mean. She said “he usually doesn’t respond well to tall, intimidating men”.

Well, f~~~ me. I finally got the explanation.

There is nothing “scary” or threatening about the way I look or appear. I don’t even have a single body piercing or tattoo and I smile, say “good morning” first, and am friendly more often than I should be.

But now I know. It’s not personal. Women are just “intimidated”. It also explains why I will step out of an elevator and a girl waiting will step aside, head down, and say “sorry” for no reason. I didn’t ever think of myself that way, but I guess women do, and now NOTHING about a “hateful” expression from them bothers me.

It’s not a problem.

I would strongly remind any man who thinks these perceived “advantages” make any kind of difference. They don’t. Self conscious about being shorter? Bald? or Broke? It doesn’t f~~~ing matter.

Even when women want and like you… they behave like they “hate” you.

THE MORAL OF THE STORY: Never use what a woman thinks, says or does as a reliable unit of measure of your self worth or even your SMV. Her rejection is as meaningless as her approval.

I’m six foot two, good looking, personable, intelligent, humorous, many interests, a great catch in many ways and I get treated like this too. Solution: don’t give a f~~~. Shag them if it falls into your lap effortlessly. Focus on your own happiness.

If you fall down 7 times, get up 8

[KeymasterKeymaster]

Viciouscunningtreacherous wrote:

I’m 6,4 and net worth of 2m. Workout 24/7, have most of my hair at 52, used to model back when I thought it would get me laid. Nothing. Zero,zip nada. Only hit on by gays or delusional land whales. I hear what he’s saying but don’t get it in my own life. I mean I’m not trying to brag but I’ve done some horrendous s~~~ in my life. For the pinnacle of my racing career, I ran two seasons of Toyota Atlantic series. Absof~~~inglutely zero interest from women. It’s almost as if they hated me.

@VCT. I was never “invisible to women” but I experience(d) exactly what you’re talking about – and it’s not personal. I have even said it before here too… “If there was no such thing as mirror, going strictly by the way women seem to react to me, I would think I looked like SHREK”.

Then one day (about two years) I was out for a walk, and a dog was approaching me very slowly. I didn’t change my trajectory, and came right up and sat at my feet. I bent down and gently pet him thinking it was very sweet.

His female owner was about 30 paces behind him, and she called out “Oh oh!”…. and I looked up wondering what she could mean. She said “he usually doesn’t respond well to tall, intimidating men”.

Well, f~~~ me. I finally got the explanation.

There is nothing “scary” or threatening about the way I look or appear. I don’t even have a single body piercing or tattoo and I smile, say “good morning” first, and am friendly more often than I should be.

But now I know. It’s not personal. Women are just “intimidated”. It also explains why I will step out of an elevator and a girl waiting will step aside, head down, and say “sorry” for no reason. I didn’t ever think of myself that way, but I guess women do, and now NOTHING about a “hateful” expression from them bothers me.

It’s not a problem.

I would strongly remind any man who thinks these perceived “advantages” make any kind of difference. They don’t. Self conscious about being shorter? Bald? or Broke? It doesn’t f~~~ing matter.

Even when women want and like you… they behave like they “hate” you.

THE MORAL OF THE STORY: Never use what a woman thinks, says or does as a reliable unit of measure of your self worth or even your SMV. Her rejection is as meaningless as her approval.

If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.

I have to be honest here… I just learned the term MGTOW about 3 hours ago, and my jaw has pretty much been on the floor since. I just can’t believe there are others out there like me. My entire damn life I thought I was alone.

How did I end up on this forum? I got sucked into the Reddit Vortex and somehow found myself on The Red Pill reading about the misery so many men face. That’s when I started seeing terms like Alpha Male and Beta Male and Zeta Male and while I was researching these terms, I came across a YouTube video explaining what MGTOW is (found through researching what a Zeta Male is). It was like watching a video of me explaining myself.

…I researched further.

Holy s~~~, there’s an entire website and forum dedicated to people like me?! Don’t get me wrong, I’ve never needed much of a support system in my life. But holy christ, reading what some of you have written both here and on Reddit is just crazy. I had no idea there were others like me. I had no idea there were other males I could actually relate to. It’s like a sheet has been pulled off of a world that’s been here all along, I just couldn’t see it before. I can now call myself a MGTOW and it’s actually an accurate description of who I am. I just can’t tell you guys how crazy it feels to be able to identify with this. With YOU!

So who am I? My real name is Mike and while I still have some reading and researching to do, I think I was simply born a natural MGTOW. I’ve had only one serious relationship with a girl and to me, sex is extremely overrated. I do not crave intimacy in a physical or emotional way whatsoever. The last time I had sex was over 10 years ago in college and I don’t miss it a single bit. I’ve actually avoided it more than anything. I don’t know if I’ll ever have sex with anyone again and I truly do not care. While I know many MGTOW’s still keep an active sex life, I wasn’t aware any other living male on this planet felt the same way I do about sex, as some of you apparently do.

After college, I decided to follow my father into the corporate world. Cuz, you know, that’s just what men do after they graduate college. They go sit in a cube for the next 30 or 40 years. I was miserable at that job and lived in cubicle hell for 2 years until the recession of 2008 got me laid off and set me free from that prison.

The day I got laid off was my big red pill moment. Without ever hearing the term MGTOW mentioned, I decided right then and there to become a MGTOW. I didn’t care about being “normal” anymore. I was done living for other people and caring what they think of me. It was time to live for myself.

My first move? Screw my college degree. Screw it.

With 10’s of thousands of dollars in student loan debt, you know what I did after I got laid off from my corporate gig? I went to truck driving school and became an OTR truck driver. The reason I did that is simply because I wanted to. I love to drive, I love to travel, and ever since I was a kid I would dream of driving a big rig on the open road. So I did it. Because I wanted to.

Best decision I ever made in my life.

Don’t get me wrong, truck driving is hard work for crap pay. But I loved it. I loved doing what I wanted to do because that’s truly what I wanted to do. The money didn’t matter, my degree didn’t matter, the opinion of my parents and peers didn’t matter (they had their opinions believe me) – I did it for me, and it was great. Truck driving and the solitude that came with it was what enabled me to not only escape, but it also taught me how to be a MUCH happier person.

When I first became a truck driver my company trainer said something that always stuck with me. He said, “the solitude that comes with truck driving will either teach you to love yourself or hate yourself.”

Honestly, at the time, I already hated myself, so I had nowhere to go but up. That solitude and the hundreds of thousands of miles I put under the tires with nothing but my own thoughts was just the therapy I needed. I actually learned to love myself. It’s the greatest gift I’ve ever received in life (or created, depending on how you look at it).

While I was truck driving, and since I enjoyed it so much, I actually started blogging about my experiences on the road, giving advice to new truckers or those who were thinking of entering the industry. That, in turn, introduced me to internet marketing, which led to me starting my own websites/business, and those websites eventually took over my truck driving income. So I quit driving a truck, bought a $7,000 Ford Excursion, a $15,000 travel trailer, got a dog, and travelled from coast to coast, literally, while growing my business from wherever I wanted whenever I wanted.

I finally moved into an apartment here in San Diego and am living my version of the dream. I have no local friends, no girlfriend, no co-workers, no boss, I’m a minimalist, and most of the people I know “back home” still think I’m crazy, but I just don’t care. I live the best damn life out of anyone I know. Being this free is simply amazing, and seeing how miserable my old friends are at the “normal” lives they are living makes me want no part of it.

I hope this post isn’t coming off as me being some pretentious dick bragging about how perfect my life is and how MGTOW I am – that’s not my intent especially as someone who is completely new to this community. However, this is who I am, this is how I feel, and I’ve never been able to “talk” to anyone about this who actually gets it.

So, there’s the short of who I am and how I ended up here. I still have a lot to read and research before I get too active in these forums, but I do intend to be active, including giving details about how my online business operates and how any MGTOW can do the exact same if you have the time and patience to put into it, but that’s for another thread at another time.

For now, thanks for reading my long intro and thanks for having me!!

https://www.whitehouse.gov/blog/2017/07/26/president-donald-j-trump-donate-salary-department-education?utm_source=twitter&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=wh_20170730_7833769844715174431_o

______________________

Today, President Donald J. Trump demonstrated his dedication to America’s heroes of tomorrow by announcing his second-quarter salary will be donated to the Department of Education. The funds will be used to host a Science, Technology, Engineering, and Math (STEM)-focused camp for students. This announcement is the latest step that President Trump has taken in order to inspire interest in the STEM related areas of study and ensure that Americans are being trained for the jobs of the future.

Earlier in the year, President Trump signed the INSPIRE Act which encourages NASA to have women and girls participate in science, technology, engineering, mathematics, and to pursue careers in aerospace. He also signed the Promoting Women in Entrepreneurship Act which aims to enable the National Science Foundation to support women in the sciences.

Additionally, the Trump Administration further established its commitment to empowering the American worker during Workforce Development week in June. Throughout the week, the administration took steps to support our nation’s workforce including announcing plans to make apprenticeship programs more available and ensuring the effective spending of workforce development funds.

Since taking office, President Trump has been donating his quarterly salary to initiatives of national significance. In Quarter 1, President Trump donated his salary to the Department of Interior, and the funds went to the National Park Service to aid in its goal of preserving our country’s national security.

I like it. Betsy Devos could use that to hopefully change this s~~~can of an education system so that these students can finally be ready for life after school. And hopefully, not so much student loan debt.

Thoughts??