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Anonymous wrote:

I used to think a man was weak without a woman in his life. I didn’t realize what the s~~~ vortex was, or how much damage women cause.

If I wasn’t dealing with the chaos my own c~~~ was causing, there was always some disaster at her two sister’s, a step sister’s and a step brother’s house, or the four close friend’s (I call them pseudosisters) house. They all lived within an hour of my house. It felt like we were constantly visiting someone’s house, or everyone was at our place. It was like some stifling giant family.

I already told you about the Father’s day campouts at my house lead to a family wide F~~~apalooza…resulting in 15 of the 19 nieces and nephews and the 10 of the 12 pseudonieces and pseudonephews being born in late March/early April. All 8 of these women being pregnant at the same time was hell on Earth…the c~~~ was so f~~~ing jealous of her sisters and wanted to be pregnant too. Every time she begged me for another child was just miserable. Crying, threatening to drive into a bridge abutment, screaming, the silent treatment, omg brothers, I thought this was going to be the end. I said no. In my mind, this was the uncrossable line, the one thing I could control was spooge distribution.

For the c~~~’s real sisters, the pattern for s~~~ting out offspring was single, single, twins, single. I cut the c~~~ off after 2 singles. Then invariably around Valentines Day began, yep…baby shower season. Valentines Day was always dicey, anything I bought for the c~~~ was automatically assumed it was for another woman that I was boinking , but omg the cash that was spent for the sisters impending larval expulsion was in the dozens thousands of dollars. The idiot sisters never saved any baby gear. If the kids out grew it, it was thrown away. Toys, clothing, cribs, play pens, high chairs, car seats, decorations, blankets, carpets, bedding, OMG it was like a gameshow with cash and prizes. There was a competition to outspend and outaccumulate the most amount of swag. All these women rented out the local church basements, and had catered food and rented trucks to haul all the s~~~ away. The idiot husbands were there, holding up each prize, and then running upstairs to the parking lot to put the thing in the Uhaul. Then, because we were the only one’s not participating in the F~~~athon were recruited to empty out the Uhaul trucks and carry the s~~~ into the houses. Yes, we invariably stayed for dinner, usually some delivered pizza.

I used to sit in the back of the s~~~ show and tend to my own children, reading or coloring or building legos, while the other children ran wild in the basement rooms, ripping up the Sunday school. I would look at the madness all around me and just cringe. So surreal.

At the end, we got into out minivan, and when our kids would put the headphones on, the s~~~ storm would begin. She would tell me how empty the minivan was…she didn’t get any cash and prizes despite spending thousands of dollars on each sister and pseudosister. She was paying in and getting nothing out. Then she would tell me if she was pregnant now, she could have all the attention and get in on the cash and prizes. Unloading the trucks was bizarre too, the cuck husband was overjoyed at he sudden windfall. He told me he and the other brothers in law were planning to return the s~~~ for cash or store credit, and I could I take the seats out of my van and be ready in the next couple days. olololollllolollool oh and keep it secret. The BIL’s all colluded on the return thing because they couldn’t afford the initial purchases in the first place. Yeah, do the math on that, they were all taking off from work, meeting up at all these stores and sorting and swapping back all the s~~~ and returning it all. WHAT!!!!!!!!

Then when the larvae emerged, the c~~~ went into jealousy overdrive, spending hours and days away from home. living at the hospital taking care of the sister or the larvae. The woman was constantly at a sister/pseudosister’s house from March and April going into early May. When she came home, she would chatter constantly about the baby did this and the baby did that, for hours until she finally put the guilt trip on me…nope didn’t work, then it turned into putting her hands down my pants and hoping to start something that way…oh hell no, then disgust and rolling over going to bed.

OK that’s all for now kids, too much s~~~ vortex will keep you up all night twitching uncontrollably.

I have so many cousins on my mom’s side I can’t even remember how many each of her two older brothers had. It was a f~~~ing factory for them. Boom, pregnant. Popped it out. Boom, pregnant again, repeat, repeat, repeat. My dad’s side, his brothers and sisters basically didn’t have more than 3. On my mom’s side, her two older brothers have like 10 between them. I can’t even keep track of birthdays. Basically at least one a month.

I’m the fourth oldest grandson on my dad’s side, and THE oldest on my mom’s side. You know who was the victim of all the cousin gang-ups? I was. You know how many times I heard screaming fking banshees running around the house and yelling at birthday’s and holidays? Too f~~~ing many! I used to live right next door to one uncle with like 6 kids, and just up the road from my mom’s other brother with like 4 or 5 of his own. In your situation, I would have been the one sitting in my chair reading a book or conversing with the adults. That’s how it was when I lived up north. The cousins would jump on me and I’d be going “go away!”

[Anonymous]

I used to think a man was weak without a woman in his life. I didn’t realize what the s~~~ vortex was, or how much damage women cause.

If I wasn’t dealing with the chaos my own c~~~ was causing, there was always some disaster at her two sister’s, a step sister’s and a step brother’s house, or the four close friend’s (I call them pseudosisters) house. They all lived within an hour of my house. It felt like we were constantly visiting someone’s house, or everyone was at our place. It was like some stifling giant family.

I already told you about the Father’s day campouts at my house lead to a family wide F~~~apalooza…resulting in 15 of the 19 nieces and nephews and the 10 of the 12 pseudonieces and pseudonephews being born in late March/early April. All 8 of these women being pregnant at the same time was hell on Earth…the c~~~ was so f~~~ing jealous of her sisters and wanted to be pregnant too. Every time she begged me for another child was just miserable. Crying, threatening to drive into a bridge abutment, screaming, the silent treatment, omg brothers, I thought this was going to be the end. I said no. In my mind, this was the uncrossable line, the one thing I could control was spooge distribution.

For the c~~~’s real sisters, the pattern for s~~~ting out offspring was single, single, twins, single. I cut the c~~~ off after 2 singles. Then invariably around Valentines Day began, yep…baby shower season. Valentines Day was always dicey, anything I bought for the c~~~ was automatically assumed it was for another woman that I was boinking , but omg the cash that was spent for the sisters impending larval expulsion was in the dozens thousands of dollars. The idiot sisters never saved any baby gear. If the kids out grew it, it was thrown away. Toys, clothing, cribs, play pens, high chairs, car seats, decorations, blankets, carpets, bedding, OMG it was like a gameshow with cash and prizes. There was a competition to outspend and outaccumulate the most amount of swag. All these women rented out the local church basements, and had catered food and rented trucks to haul all the s~~~ away. The idiot husbands were there, holding up each prize, and then running upstairs to the parking lot to put the thing in the Uhaul. Then, because we were the only one’s not participating in the F~~~athon were recruited to empty out the Uhaul trucks and carry the s~~~ into the houses. Yes, we invariably stayed for dinner, usually some delivered pizza.

I used to sit in the back of the s~~~ show and tend to my own children, reading or coloring or building legos, while the other children ran wild in the basement rooms, ripping up the Sunday school. I would look at the madness all around me and just cringe. So surreal.

At the end, we got into out minivan, and when our kids would put the headphones on, the s~~~ storm would begin. She would tell me how empty the minivan was…she didn’t get any cash and prizes despite spending thousands of dollars on each sister and pseudosister. She was paying in and getting nothing out. Then she would tell me if she was pregnant now, she could have all the attention and get in on the cash and prizes. Unloading the trucks was bizarre too, the cuck husband was overjoyed at he sudden windfall. He told me he and the other brothers in law were planning to return the s~~~ for cash or store credit, and I could I take the seats out of my van and be ready in the next couple days. olololollllolollool oh and keep it secret. The BIL’s all colluded on the return thing because they couldn’t afford the initial purchases in the first place. Yeah, do the math on that, they were all taking off from work, meeting up at all these stores and sorting and swapping back all the s~~~ and returning it all. WHAT!!!!!!!!

Then when the larvae emerged, the c~~~ went into jealousy overdrive, spending hours and days away from home. living at the hospital taking care of the sister or the larvae. The woman was constantly at a sister/pseudosister’s house from March and April going into early May. When she came home, she would chatter constantly about the baby did this and the baby did that, for hours until she finally put the guilt trip on me…nope didn’t work, then it turned into putting her hands down my pants and hoping to start something that way…oh hell no, then disgust and rolling over going to bed.

OK that’s all for now kids, too much s~~~ vortex will keep you up all night twitching uncontrollably.

[KeymasterKeymaster]

Anonymous wrote:

So let’s take this day to rub it in the faces of all who oppose it, and celebrate Straight Day.

Work with me for a sec . . .

I totally get it – but I don’t agree with it. We don’t have HeteroSexual Pride because we’re designed that way by nature. To me, its silly to have a parade about what I am hardwired to throw my junk in. It has no place in the streets.

I can’t be “proud” of being born white (for example) – or straight – or even being born male! I can be proud of what I DO, or my accomplishments, but not about things I didn’t choose or make happen.

“Gay pride day” was always the dumbest thing to me, and to this day, I avoid the crowds, make other plans, do housework, hit the gym, or drive out of town or into the opposite direction avoiding it altogether.

Gays don’t even understand why it’s a stupid idea for them too!

OK, It’s about acceptance and equality. “We’re here. We’re queer. Get used to it.” they chant while marching down Central Park West. . ..

Fine. But –>> as long as they require a special day to somehow separate themselves they will never blend or enjoy equal acceptance. If it’s about “equality” then NO GAY PRIDE DAY because everyone else doesn’t do that s~~~. We don’t go dancing around the streets naked because of who we like to f~~~. It’s unacceptable f~~~ing behavior and nobody needs to re-direct traffic for that crap.

As long as there is a gay “pride” day/week – and now they want a month! – they can’t be “equal” when they want to be “special”. EVER.

Gay “pride” is the dumbest s~~~ in the first place. They don’t get it. They dint’ see their own raving hypocrisy. Even the term “straight man” is stupid. It’s just “man”. He is already designed to be straight. It’s not a special distinction.

There are no “straight people”. There are people… and there are some gay people. But if they don’t talk about “gay”, then they can finally be just “people” too.

And as long as they insist on being “GAY PEOPLE!!!!”….
then they will forever be “GAY PEOPLE!!!”.

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

[DarksenseParticipant]

Blue Skies wrote:

Going your own way is doing what’s best for you. Don’t let me or anyone else tell you how to be a man. You already are.

Just be a man…your way.
Mr. Sinatra can say it better than me.

“And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain

I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption

I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried
I’ve had my fill my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing

To think I did all that
And may I say – not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way

For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way

Yes, it was my way”

Naive you are if you're hoping to find your unicorn in Latin America. The brain-eating bacteria of feminism is everywhere. Give up!

[Ranger OneParticipant]

Real world example.

I got s~~~-tested by one of my two girlfriends at the very end of March. (The Vietnamese one) She had me do a favor for both HER and one of her friends. (This served the dual purpose of having her Vietnamese friend evaluate me and “showing me off” — I worked out all the nuances of this)

I mostly “passed” her s~~~-test but I mostly did it on my terms. She wasn’t entirely happy with my priorities. It was calmly discussed (no raised voices, not even her — somehow it got transformed in her mind days later into a “fight” even though it wasn’t an argument) I did have sex with her once before breaking up with her.

Two or 3 days later on a walk/hike together (out in public), I maneuvered the conversation towards breaking up with her. I eased into it so gently and subtly (and so passive-aggressively) that she didn’t seem to realize at first I was breaking up with her. (It was a variant of what women often do, basically “It’s not you, its me”.) I must have had enough red pills leading up to that because tears seem to have had no impact on me, about as much as it would have on a terminator. ZFG. I don’t believe romantic love is real and if that weren’t enough, only 3 months of dating. Its not like fricking Dr. Zhivago or something, LOL.

She spent the next few days via phone or text trying to get back with me (I spent the weekend at the other gf’s house 40 minutes away banging her like a tornado hitting screendoor while my phone was turned off)

Her s~~~-test was poorly timed: I was in the process of evaluating which gf to break up with, since I figured having two would eventually blow up in my face. S~~~-testing me was bad for her since it was a mark against her on my Excel spreadsheet where I evaluated them side-by-side with 34 different criteria. (scored from 0 to 4.0)

(Ironically, a month later the Asian ex-gf dropped by and met the other gf who was weeding one of my gardens while I was chilling out inside playing a computer game for a few minutes, and was apparently shocked I could get a new gf in just a month – heh, heh! – and finally gave up trying to get me back. The gf assumed the ex-gf was just a friend since the ex dropped off a pepper plant for me and my reaction was so casual.)

All my life I've had doubts about who I am, where I belonged. Now I'm like the arrow that springs from the bow. No hesitation, no doubts. The path is clear. And what are you? Alive. Everything else is negotiable. Women have rights; men have responsibilities; MGTOW have freedom. Marriage is for chumps. If someone stands in the way of true justice, you simply walk up behind them and stab them in the heart-R'as al Ghul.

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ssrviennas wrote:

Hello MGTOW brothers. I am a 19 yr old mgtow from so cal. Heres my story and how i found the red pill

. I really only started getting into girls at age 18, Before that I was mgtow and didn’t give a f~~~ about girls, just my friends and my weed. So I did a couple of online relationships, but they all ended with me getting dumped, The first girl I dated online I planned on seeing her in person and we talked on the phone but i was bluepill and always trying to be her ”comforter”, that just ended up me getting dumped. So fast forward a year, I find another girl online, and she drives and meets me. I should have known she was a slut, but I let my blue pill thinking get the best of me. She was really affectionate and we made out a lot on my first date ever with a girl. I sucked her breasts and that was an amazing experience.. So the months go by and we see each other every other week, we became really close, she would get a hotel room for us and she would cuddle with me and kiss me all night.

Then I got super attached to her and was falling in ”love”. She said she was falling for me too and asked me to be her BF. I gladly accepted. This chick was pretty mentally ill. She was molested as a child and had a eating disorder and self harming, but she was going to therapy and recovering, I told her i was a porn addict and i was willing to get into therapy and i wanted to make this relationship last a long time. So we spend the weekend together on my birthday planning our future together and falling more in ”love”.

Finally, a week after she asks me to be her BF, she texts me and tells me she cant do this anymore and she needs time to her self. She said she was really busy with college and work. I knew it was bulls~~~ because if you really loved some one you would have time to make it work. After she dumped me i became really f~~~ing depressed, Literally I have been depressed since last febuary when she dumped me, Since FEB i have been numbing my self with Porn and food, i gained about 40 lbs.

Guys this is pure hell, I found out about MGTOW after she dumped me and i was really f~~~ing angry, I would text her and tell her what a bitch she was to me and how hurt i was. She would just say how sorry she was and how she made a mistake. So today i woke up and had a dream about her, and i looked her up on Facebook, i was shocked to find she was in a relationship. I guess she was in this relationship since February right after she dumped me.. Guys i have been numbing my self for almost a year now and i cant continue numbing my self, but on the other hand, im still not over this damn bitch and knowing she lied about the reason she broke up with me really hurts bad. I am 3 days sober from porn and the memories and pain are really hitting hard core.

The reason i am mgtow is i know the fickle and backstabbing nature of women, and i never want to go through the pain of a heart break again, i really have no desire to deal with women again because i always know its going to end up in suffering. If any of you can give me some advice or tell me how you dealt with your pain of a break up it would be much appreciated.

1) You made the mistake of getting involved in online dating. The women are the closest thing to being a “cat lady” you’re ever going to see without actually seeing a cat lady. They’re the lowest of the low, full of drama, and not worth the hassle. On top of the fact the internet allows them to be 1000x more deceptive than the ones you just meet out and about. Stay away from these chicks. Delete your profiles dude. Never sign into that s~~~ again.

2) smh.. You are not there to console women. That is not your life responsibility. You are not a f~~~ing pillow or a box of ice cream. Stay away from these people’s drama. All it’s going to do is bring you down and stress you out. You have enough of your own s~~~ to deal with without dealing with someone else’s s~~~ and being their sympathy pillow. I’m not saying this to boss you around. I’m saying this to protect your health. The stress and anxiety this s~~~ will give you will drive you to an early death. That’s why you get so emotionally attached to these chicks. Because they sell you their baggage like an infomercial and you gobble it right up. Say “no thank you” and be on your way.

3) You got super attached because you got sucked into their bait like a fish in the ocean. Hook, line, and sinker.

4) Her being mentally ill is red flag enough for you to run away. When she ADMITS she’s mentally ill, not only should you see the red flag, but you should be fking running the opposite way like she’s a serial murderer in a horror film coming at you with a machete. You should be jumping in your car and leaving nothing but smoke and tire tracks in your wake.

5) omg.. You actually said you were a “porn addict”. *sigh* and that you were willing to “seek help so the relationship would last”? You should be singing hallelujah that it didn’t. Porn is 1000X better than these chicks. No std’s, no mind games, no on again off again sex, no coming over at weird hours uninvited, no bitching and complaining, no having to kick them out after, or worry about date rape… Porn is a savior. The fact you were even willing to seek counseling to “make it last” is a futile effort at best. No woman is worth a concession unless she’s equally doing the concessions her self. AT BEST. A person has no idea how long a relations~~~ will last. For most women, they change em like they change their panties. Unless the guy has money. Then they’ll ride those panties till they rip and stretch. Just to get that cash.

6) “I’m too busy” is code for I’ve been cheating on you with my orbiter side guy.

7) This part about the facebook thing proves it. She had an orbiter. Probably the entire time. Feeding him the same contrived bulls~~~ she was feeding you. In fact, there’s a great chance that she was orbiting you too, perhaps even seeing that guy before she met you.

8) Don’t lose sleep over it. She’s probably pulling the same s~~~ on the other guy, and what happened to you hasn’t happened to him yet. Give it time. In fact, if you really want to see it play out, friend the guy. Pretend you met him somewhere and don’t bring up any mention of the girl at all if he questions you on facebook. Stay his friend. When they break up (as they inevitable will) get him to tell his story. I’m sure it’ll get announced online somehow. You’ll see someone change their status to single, or talk about the relations~~~ after it’s over. When he does play the consoling guy and ask “what happened?” He’s likely to have gone through at that point most of what you went through. That’s when you drop the bomb about what she pulled with you. Then send him here.

Here’s how much it costs to be a wedding guest

As delighted as you are to hear wedding bells, you know big costs are coming. You skimp and save. You budget — splurge — and maybe alter expectations.

And that’s just to be a wedding guest.

The average guest last year spent $888 per wedding, according to a study from the Knot. For those in the wedding party, the price of being a stand-up friend was over $1,000.

“I did not spend that much!” you may be saying. And that may be true. Costs of attending a wedding are different depending on where the wedding is held.

But chances are, once you pull together all the related wedding expenses — wedding clothes, transportation, hotel, gifts — you may be spending a lot more than you think.

During those seasons in your life when every weekend seems to have some wedding-related event, be sure to adjust your budget accordingly, says Tyler Dolan, certified financial planner at Society of Grownups.

“If I say 10% of my budget is entertainment,” says Dolan. “Then a big wedding season comes along and suddenly it’s at 30%, that can be a big problem.”

A new pair of shoes may feel like a dire need, but that’s not what an emergency fund is for. Here are some ways to avoid going in debt, while still being a great guest.

Average cost of wedding attire: $81

More than half of wedding guests buy something new, according to the study. But take a page from the bride’s playbook: look to something old instead of something new and explore the options of something borrowed. (You can even make it blue, too.)

There are plenty of options for rentable formal-wear at places like Rent the Runway, Le Tote or Menguin.
wedding spending

But clothes aren’t library books and not everyone wants to borrow. For lower-cost buys, go to a site like Dress For the Wedding, which culls options for wedding guests in all price ranges, searchable by style or color.

Members of the wedding party face more costs, $207 per wedding, and less control. The final call on clothing choices are the couple’s, of course. But early on in the planning process, you might recommend the wedding party rent bridesmaids’ dresses from a site like Vow to be Chic or Rent the Runway. The bride could have the women standing up for her in sparkling $750 Badgley Mischka dresses for $35 each.

Average cost of wedding travel: transportation $321, accommodation $322

A quarter of couples get married in a place other than where they live. And you love them. So, off you go to places your vacation fund has zero interest in.

One of the hardest things about returning an RSVP is committing to the travel costs. But looking at the costs as soon as you get the invitation will give you the most flexibility with flight and hotel options.

Set up a flight alert on a site like AirFareWatchdog or SkyScanner to track prices for a while. Then make a move when the price dips.

Often a couple will set aside a block of rooms at a hotel at a discounted rate for guests. But that probably isn’t the lowest price you can find. And it may not even be the cheapest room you can get in that hotel. Check for your own deal at that hotel or others in the area. Or, team up with other wedding guests to go in on a VRBO or AirBnB property for the weekend.

Average cost of a wedding gift: $118

Here’s where the cash counts. In some regions of the country money is an expected gift.

But many couples also set up a registry with requested gifts at various prices. Get to that registry early to snag the gifts in your price range, especially if the couple has invited a lot of friends also looking to support them without diving into debt.

If you want to gift a bigger ticket item, go in with as many other people as it takes to cover it and everyone can contribute as they are able.

If you know the couple quite well, you might opt for a more personal gift. A framed photo. A donation in their name to a cause or organization they cherish. A set of mixing bowls and a homemade book of your favorite recipes.

One of the simplest, classiest and lowest cost gifts you can give is their wedding invitation matted and framed. It’s a way to mark the occasion that you know will be in their taste — they designed the invitation, after all. If you get a pre-matted frame it could cost you $10 or you could get it professionally framed and it would likely still come in under the average.

Sorry. I have to decline. My neighbor just relapsed.

[Anonymous]

Our souls are always whispering to us. The whispers of our lives tell us there’s more. The whispers of our souls speak of and point us toward the desires of our hearts. The whispers of our hearts appear all the time in our marriages. But we don’t always listen, do we?

Let me decode this gem. She’s saying that she has always wondered if she could do better than what she has now, whatever now might hold. This is the set-up for when she describes her marriage. So keep this in mind.

We lived in a four-bedroom home in a suburban golf community. We had nice cars. We took vacations. He worked in the technology field and I was in marketing at the time. We had investments, 401Ks, and pension plans. We had one dog and no children.

I married my husband because he was safe. I knew he wouldn’t lie to me, cheat on me, or hurt me. We rarely fought, but we didn’t take the time to connect with each other either. Because he didn’t require me to share much of my soul with him, I could stay safe and hidden, but not necessarily in love.

Brothers, lurkers, and those on the fence about MGTOW read the above quoted lines several times for me please, it shows and confirms almost to tee what is preached on this website. What is that you might be asking? Well let me explain it to you just so you’ll have it strait from the horse’s mouth in the article and decoded by me. 1) Alpha F~~~s, Beta bucks. Yep she says it right there, this dude paid for everything. In fact she had even more than you could ask for really. But then she has an affair with your stereotypical Chad. No loyalty from her and no honesty from her either. She said that she could count on that from her husband.
2) She’s looks to others to find out what she doesn’t have. This is the heard/ hive mentality of women. Their hands constantly grab beyond their reach and their capabilities. And it’s a man’s job to provide those things for her ALWAYS.

I didn’t know how to have that with someone, and neither did my husband.

So instead of talking things over with her woefully ignorant dick stand of a husband, she spreads her legs for a Chad. She’s a f~~~ing stereotype and what’s even worse, now she’s telling the whole world about her shut ways on the internet and trying to justify them like the entitled princess that she is. Boys, don’t get married.

The longing and loneliness I felt became increasingly present until it was a big, gaping hole in the center of my heart.

That’s when the whispers of my soul turned into screams

Just like I said in the beginning, she always wondered if she could do better, now she not only wondered that, but had an emotional justification to do it. MGTOW has taught me that women do not think in terms of logic and reason. No, they couch everything in emotion and feelings. And that is exactly what this chick is saying. Except she’s trying to sex it up a little bit to make it seem like she is less garbage like. But she’s still garbage.

Michael was tall, broad-shouldered, strong, and confident. He had money, a career, and a personality that was magnetic, a little dangerous, and more than a little narcissistic. He was also younger than me and very used to getting his way.

Hey lurkers, go ahead and keep being the nice guy, the beta, the provider. See where it got this chick’s husband? Second fiddle to a Chad. Bitch couldn’t resist, even though homeboy provided for all of her needs. AWALT.

Michael became very secretive and manipulative and I felt suddenly unimportant in his life. He would make promises and dates he seemed to have no intention of keeping. He would lie to me or only tell half-truths and then make me believe there was something wrong with me when I doubted his sincerity. I probably would have forgiven him 100 times, but mercifully he did what I could not do: walk away.

Notice how it’s the Chad who’s a dick her in the above quoted text? She’s cheating with him for crying out loud! But oh no, she’s talking about trust and such like. Oh and she was dick whipped, notice that? She states that she probably couldn’t walk away, yet she did exactly that to her husband. WHORE, SHE’S A WHORE.

The lesson is that we need to pay attention to our longings, to the whispers on our hearts. When we have a longing for more…more connection…more meaning…more love, it’s time to wake-up and pay attention. Our lives are talking to us. We didn’t place those desires on our hearts so we’re not going to be able to get rid of them either; maybe it’s time to begin embracing them.

And here we go gentlemen. The grand finale. Rather that repent for what a worthless and entitled bitch that she is, she doubles down on the bulls~~~. She’s endorsing the c~~~ carosel and monkey branching. She’s essentially saying, “get all you can no matter who you hurt in the process,” why? Because your heart has longings and you can’t get rid of them.

Rarely have I read such a strong indictment of the female species strait from a female. In her own words she has confirmed practically everything that I’ve seen in my own life and read about on this very needed website. For all of you lurkers, long timers, and fence sitters, read up. This is all that you need to tell you that MGTOW is and forever will be THE ONLY WAY FOR A MAN TO GO.

Cheers brothers, and thank you to any and all of you who have read this far down.

[Faust For ScienceParticipant]

bigboy83 wrote:

http://www.bankrate.com/lifestyle/major-retailers-shuttering-locations-in-2017/

From their prescious handbags from Micheal Kors, to their stupid outfits from bebe, the ending result industry is dying.

Women dominant, retail employment, and make up 70% of the consumers, cant keep it a float.

Because either:
1. Amazon (i believe its going to be like Apple, pride comes before the fall)
2. C~~~s are broke, and max out, and unable to find simps to fund their lives. (23906 mgtow menbers × $44569 avg income in usa = $1.069 billion dollars give or take +/- child support/alimony) thats just our site alone!

3. C~~~s are using their loans on plastic surgery which becoming another stupid and pointless trend. That will end badly.

Do not worry to much about this.

1. Amazon is not the economic juggernaut almost everyone believes that company to be.

The reason Jeff Bezos, the chairman and founder of Amazon, is likely using another company he controls, the Washington Post, to politically attack President Trump is because Mr Bezos realizes how likely fragile his empire is.

Note, I am not sure who at the Washington Post is behind the political attacks on President Trump, but Mr Bezos is has the means and motive.

Amazon uses a model similar to Walmart in they said in bulk. But, Amazon solves its last mile issue by having the subsidized by using the U.S. Postal System and U.S. taxpayers.

Mr Bezos is scared that a business man like President Trump may take a look at the U.S. Postal System and see how Amazon and other companies are taking advantage of the situation and President Trump may have this put to a stop. Large companies get huge discounts on using the U.S. Postal System. If these discounts were removed and there was an increase in shipping for those companies this would likely cause Amazon stocks to crash.

But, with Mr Bezos attempting to buy Whole Foods, he may destroy his own empire. Amazon and other companies are putting a huge strain using the U.S. Postal System. The U.S. Postal System was designed to ship envelope letters, not ship bulk freight at this amount. Mr Bezos is likely planning to use the U.S. Postal System to make Whole Foods go national. But, this added strained on might finally cause the U.S. Postal System to break.

2. So. When the women are not the one’s buying, then stores will be forces to cater more towards men. Simple economics.

3. That and the college loans. But, no men are wanting to marry women because they do not want to get saddled with the woman’s debt. It is getting to wear you have to run a credit check on people.

Anyway, small Mom and Pop stores are making a come back.

This decade long economic depression is finally hurting large companies more than small stores. Those small stores in place have learned to weather the economic depression.

This is because, even though sometimes the Mom and Pop stores are pushed to the limit, most such stores are not heavily in debt. Meanwhile, the large companies are heavily in debt. Even a 1% increase in the interest rate from the Federal Reserve could cause massive bankruptcies of large companies.

Hello there one and all,

I’ve finally taken the big step into MGTOW after breaking free of one of the most toxic relationships I have ever been in.

But I think before I go into that I best start with how I came about MGTOW… funny enough I found it though a youtuber by the name of Armoured Sceptic, after watching his take on it I felt he was cherry picking easy targets, it wouldn’t be the first time he’s done so. As I always do I went nosing around, I wanted to see what you guys where all about.

At the time I got what the group was about but I never really got it… if that makes sense, I guess I was just a blue pill with his ear against the fence hearing how the other half live. I’ve done so with many other groups, from SJWs, freemen, feminism, flat Earthers and so on, but usually I have a chuckle at them and quickly move on.

Oddly though the MGTOW idea lingered around, I kept watching more and more videos on the topic, I’m not normally that nosey, but here I was wanting to learn more and more.

At the start of this year I ended my relationship with the girl I was dating, it was all on my terms and in the end I was brutal, I had to be as she wasn’t going to accept the nice guy break up. But more on that later….

Out of the many women I dated/known there are 3 that stand out to me, in my eyes they helped me break free of my blue pill white knight ways… and I’ll list and talk about them right now… oh yeah this is going to be a long ass post, there’s a lot of s~~~ to talk about. Feel free to go grab a beer, tea or whatever 🙂

>The Crazy One: I met this girl via Facebook, friend of a friend basically, at the time it was mostly just friendly banter between us. We where both kinda nerdy so we bounced off one another wonderfully.

Then she invited me over hers… and it got weird very fast. I think she had the wrong idea about where we stood, anyways I quickly found out she was a crazy cat lady that smoked pot, was on benefits, had some light mental issues (ADHD I think) and loved mystic stuff like fairies. So yeah the kinda girl I would never want to show to my parents or anyone else to be frank…

But still I was cool with her being a friend so I stuck around for the day, as we chilled and played video games she kept making odd advancements, sometimes flirty sometimes touchy feely. For example she ‘pwned’ me in a game and she grabbed my leg and laughed “I got you!”

I decided at that point I would just get the day over with and distance myself a little, it was clear she going at a far different speed to me. A few days later I sent her a nice long clear message about how I saw her more as a friend than a girlfriend, she was oddly cool about it… until it she wasn’t.

A month or so later I moved on to a new relationship and she flipped her s~~~, she had it in her mind that we where just taking it slow. She caused a massive s~~~ storm, she talked crap behind my back sent me countless messages and at the end of the day I had to block her and hope she didn’t get malleolus.

Luckily she didn’t and from what my friend of a friend told me she found someone else and within a few months got pregnant with his kid… I dodged the biggest bullet of my life X-D

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>The Goals One: I met this girl though a college course we where both sitting, at the time I was trying to join the army. She was all over me from day one, giving me the pet name “Action Man” …For the longest while we where just friends, but near the end of the course things got serious between us.

After college I started to work for my Dad earning money and then spending it on days out with the girl… big waste of money looking back… but things with the army just weren’t playing out. I wished to be a mechanic and at the time they where pushing for infantry, so I was stuck in the system waiting for a opening.

She always had my back on it saying she couldn’t wait to see me in uniform, but then all that “I got your back” started to drain away. She was never mean or harsh about it but she had goals… army wife goals…

One day she invited me out for a drink, I thought it would be just another nice day out for us, but she was there with her sister (the back up) and just dumped me on the spot, saying she would rather be just friends… I guess I was fine about it at the time but that all changed when a week later she started dating a old friend of hers that was a infantry man. At that time I knew why she started to support me less and less, she was seeing him behind my back, edging her bets.

I confronted her and she got all upset, she told me she didn’t want me to become like her other bitter ex’s and that she wanted me to be there for her… like f~~~ I would do that. I quickly burned all ties with her and in turn almost half of the friends I made in college, apparently most ended up siding with her. A year later I found out she got married to the guy and was expecting his child soon, she wore that Army Wife banner with so much pride, it was sickening when you looked at the bigger picture. After that I took a 5 year break from dating to just work on me… in that time I also quit trying to join the army and moved onto something more productive than just waiting around.

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>The Controlling One: This girl is the one I mentioned at the start of this thread, the one that finally triggered change in me, not only in embracing MGTOW but also looking at myself deeply.

We met in a online dating site (I know… I know) and we where getting along rather well, we both shared a lot in common, from the community’s we gravitate around and the hobbies we liked. We both where scorned by bad ex’s so decided to just be friends for the time being, however after a few “friend dates” things got serious, we quickly became an item and at the time I was thrilled by it… but I think after a month or so things started to change.

She, much like myself, also had quiet a troubled past and she made it quite clear she didn’t like hearing about set topics… and at the time I was white knighting like mad, I was fully supportive of her and censored myself to degree to make her feel better about things. I would double check movies and videos to ensure they where ok for her to watch and even cut down on my well known dark humour as it “effected her”

I think I must have been wearing the thickest rose tinted glasses ever made as I just kept accepting and enabling her victim complex. I think a few weeks into the relationship the habit of her spending the weekends over mine became a thing, this habit would become a main stay in the relationship, every weekend she would come over mine until the day I broke it off. If ever I tried to get out of it to try to see friends and family she would get upset and depressed about it, she would say she felt unstable and that she may harm herself, she would guilt trip me into dropping my plans every time so she could spend more time around me.

The one and only time I managed to get a break away from her for a weekend was when I went shopping with my brother and his partner, she was oddly cool about it all, she said she wanted me to have my own life too. However the day after when I went to see her she had fresh cuts all the way up both her arms and some on her leg… it was like a horror movie, that point on I was too scared to leave her to her own devices for a weekend. Looking back I see now it was all part of her plans

This lack of freedom started to destroy my cycles, I barely talked to friends and my family where getting worried about how little time I spent with them… I’m usually a massive family man, blood always came first in my eyes… but she was starting to change that. My world was slowly becoming all about her, her needs and her feelings.

I started to fall into her mindset too, I started to play the victim, things in my past that didn’t bother me before now brought me so much anger and sadness. She was always there to listen to me, the worst thing is I loved her for it, I felt like she was the only person who got me for who I really was. This downwards slope would go on for months, I started to gain weight, hate my work, hate my life, hate myself and see her as the only good thing in my life.

This would all come to ahead during the early half of January 2016… My mum saw the writing on the wall, we have always been very close and she knew I wasn’t being myself, she knew what this woman was doing to me and set about making her own plans. Oh yes… you read right, it was a woman that helped free me, the greatest woman I know, I owe her so much for saving me from that s~~~ hole of a relationship.

She convinced me to join the family to celebrate my brothers birthday, under the ruse of “it would save your brother on train tickets if you drove him up instead and he would love it if you where there” I fell for it hook and line…

Anyways for the whole time I was up there she applied pressure on me, nothing I would pick up on, but enough to drag on me… it also didn’t help my exs wasn’t dealing too well with me being away. So I had a lot of stress coming from both sides I wasn’t doing so well, this at the end would result in a melt down, after snapping at all my loved ones I just broke down in tears, possibly the lowest I have ever been in my life. My mum took me away from the family and just sat down with me and talked it all out for hours. She helped me take off the rose tinted glasses and see my ex for who she truly was, what she was doing to me and what I was turning into.

Once I returned to the family I was a changed man, I went around all of them being as sorry as I could ever be about what I had done… then I looked at my phone to see it was packed with missed calls and messages. My dad told me the phone was non-stop when I went away to talk with mum. It was all mostly the same old victim talk and how “weak” she felt, when I finally got back in touch I told her why I suddenly stopped messaging and suddenly all her issues went away and it was all about me again. I think she knew what had happened and what was about to happen.

After the family get together I would return home, as I drove home I decided to give it a week, allow me time to settle down, get my s~~~ together and figure out how I was going to let her down as softly as I could. She sadly wouldn’t let that happen, the moment my car was in the drive way she was there, she gave me little to no choice. I was still very unhinged at the time, the moment we sat down on my sofa I just told her it was over, we must have sat there for over 2 hours just talking about it, a lot of emotions came from both of us. In that time she tried throwing herself on me, forcing kisses and even begged me to keep it going until valentines day to see where it went. I knew if I did keep the relationship going I wouldn’t have the b~~~~ to do this s~~~ again, next time she wouldn’t be on the back foot and would have a plan to stop me from breaking up with her.

Unfortunately after all was said and done I found out she had been popping pain killers all day and she was clearly white in the face, I rushed her home only to then take her and her mom to the local A+E. I decided to do the right thing and be there to help her as a friend, I stayed there till the early hours of the morning ensuring she was going to be looked after. In that time she used all the tricks in her little book, victimhood, crying, what ifs and everything in-between. As the sun came up I would leave her with her mom, I still had work the following day.

Now you would have thought that was the end of it… no… I was a idiot… I was still White Knighting. I made it clear to her we could still be friends and I wanted to support her as a friend, I just wasn’t in the right place for anything more at the time. This was when the victimhood went to the next level, all her posts on FB where suddenly very morbid and suggestive about killing herself, she was very passive aggressive towards me. She made it clear to me she wasn’t going to accept anything less than being in a relationship.

I knew what had to come next and it wasn’t going to be easy, I wrote her one last long message, I used her own passive aggressive points against her and told her maybe it was better off if I left her alone now. At that point she took it all back, saying it was all in anger and stuff, she was more than happy being friends and maybe meeting up from time to time as friends. I wasn’t buying it, this was just another change in tactics for her. I never replied back and super blocked her… every online platform we where connected on I blocked her, I then took a whole week off work and hid over my parents house to stop her being able to get me at the door step.

This sadly didn’t stop her, when I came home I found a letter posted through my door, from her, simply put she said if someone as kind and caring as me didn’t love her who would. Then she said at the end of the month she would end it all. This f~~~ed with me big time, I knew I had to stick to my guns but there was that fear in the back of my head, what if she went though with it? The month passed and luckily for me it seemed like it was just a ruse, my ghost accounts were able to still pick up activity from her online profiles. She just wanted to buckle me into submitting, but here comes the cherry on the cake.

Shopping at the local supermarket after work one day I crossed paths with her, she didn’t spot me but I spotted her and nearly shat myself… that was until I noticed the lad she had in tow. I quickly gathered what I needed and slipped away unseen, that night I used my ghost account once more and nosed on her Facebook page. This lad was apparently her new boyfriend, after all the mind f~~~ing she put me through that month she had not only met someone new but quickly got into a relationship with them… it still makes me wonder how much I really did know her.
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That was the final nail in the coffin for me, I spent the last few months just pulling myself together, rebuilding myself from the rubble that was left. I’m still far away from where I want to be but I know I’m going to get there, I have found the drive I thought I lost years ago. Luckily for me most of my friends and family where there in the aftermath, after all the distancing I done almost all of them where there for me, helping me as I picked up the pieces, without them I know I would have buckled and ended up back in her grip. I feel so blessed to have such great people around me.

Just recently I got back into watching MGTOW stuff and it all finally snapped into place for me, I finally got it, I got what the movement was and why I wanted to be a part of it. I was no longer that curious Blue Pill hearing how the other half lived, I have jumped the fence and took a nice big hand full of Red Pills. My days as a blue pill white knighting fool are over, its time to work for myself and stop being everyone’s hero… Its just me, my close family and those who have earned it that will see my generous caring side.

I am tired of ending up with such horrible toxic people, I know not all women are bad, some are really stand up people… but do I really want to risk building a life with someone who could easily just be putting on an act? just be using me for there own ends? I don’t intend to buckle to anyone ever again. I will walk my own path, if I happen to meet someone willing to follow me in my path and who wont try to push me off course that’s fine, but I’m not holding out on it. From now on I’m ensuring I come first, I am the master of my own fate, I will prove not every strong man needs a woman behind them.

So yeah this is my story and reasons behind becoming MGTOW, I know its been a long read but I’m glad you’ve taken time out of your day to read it. I hope this will inspire over men who have been though or are going through what I have been though. It’s been hard to write all of this down but I feel this is the perfect platform to dump these thoughts onto. I hope someone out there will find this useful 🙂

I look forward to what the future holds and the bright road ahead of me…
I also look forward to getting to know more of you on this great website 😀

Peace,
Geeky Grant

"Listen Morty, I hate to break it to you, but what people call love is just a chemical reaction that compels animals to breed. It hits hard, Morty, then it slowly fades; leaving you stranded in a failing marriage. I did it, your parents are gonna do it, break the cycle, Morty, rise above! Focus on science" ~Rick Sanchez, Rick and Morty (TV Show)

Hi All,

Before finding this site, which I found after watching The Red Pill, I was genuinely concerned there was something wrong with me and had strongly considered seeking professional help.

After splitting up with the soon-to-be ex-wife, I was encouraged by friends and family to “get back on the horse” and start dating. After a couple of disastrous dates and an equally terrible short-term fling with a very needy and clingy nutter, I realised that I had no interest in any sort of relationship, even casual. It was at this point I began to worry that there was something wrong and that perhaps I needed counselling or something similar. I was very much on a downward spiral. No longer.

Anyway, here’s my story:

I’m a 46 year-old Brit and was married for 12 years.

Prior to meeting my ex, I had, I suppose, been MGTOW for about three years after a series of unfulfilling relationships and was not actively seeking anything new when I was introduced to my wife-to-be through friends, who thought I needed someone (I nearly said no).

I do not (and will never) regret meeting her as my daughter would not have been born, and being a Dad has been and is a wonderful thing.

When we met, I was a Senior Executive – very well paid and regularly travelling the world. She was eight years younger than me, with a great arse and seemed to be able to engage in coherent conversation.

We married about a year after meeting, and I didn’t think twice about paying off her debts and buying her a new car. Within a year my daughter was born (planned) and soon after I decided to leave my job and become a consultant, working from home (which I still do) to be able to be there for my daughter growing up. In retrospect, this didn’t get the positive support I expected. Perhaps she preferred it when I was away a lot.

In the years that followed I began to suspect that she had been having affairs but had no concrete proof and accepted her explanations that I was just being paranoid and it was a misunderstanding.

A few years later I sold my shares in the company I was with, and again paid off all her debts and bought her a new car, and for a time it seemed that all was well.

Sex was very infrequent and was often refused for reasons such as “being tired”, “having a water infection” or a “headache”, and was she was not particularly enthusiastic, and it was never (in the entire time I knew her) initiated by her.

Last year I discovered, quite by accident, that she was having an affair with a senior manager in the company she was working for, and I immediately kicked her out. I don’t want to go into the gory details but I don’t think sending pictures of various parts of your anatomy by text using a phone on a family account is the most discreet way to have an affair. Perhaps she did it deliberately. To be honest, I don’t really care; although the initial shock was considerable.

She pushed for a quick divorce, even though I was somewhat undecided, and I began divorce proceedings.

She admitted adultery to the courts. Nonetheless, she will get 50% of the equity in the my house, which I had before we were married, and she had paid nothing towards. Indeed, I paid for all bills and most of her expenditure for our entire marriage. I will also have to pay child maintenance, which I don’t really object to, but is still a significant amount.

Apparently, it is my fault that she had an affair as I did not trust her (which is true) and didn’t allow her freedom to socialise (which is not true).

As an aside, which I am not sure if it is funny or abominable, she is suing the company where she
used to work for constructive dismissal, as she resigned shortly after the manager she was having an affair with was fired (she says the timing was coincidental) and for sexual discrimination as she says that her bosses threatened to tell me of the affair if she did not comply with their instructions.

The affair with the manager lasted about three months following the discovery of the affair and subsequent separation.

As mentioned previously, I unsuccessfully attempted online dating (or successfully depending on how you look at it) and a few months ago realised I had no interest in any further relationships and have been trying to regain my motivation for doing stuff that I enjoy without worrying about anyone else (other than my daughter). Until I watched The Red Pill and discovered MGTOW, I went from being positive that I was free to do what I want to being quite depressed that there was something wrong with me in not wanting to share it with anyone and having no interest in women. To be frank, I began to have suicidal thoughts as I could not see any worth in myself as I was of no real use to anyone since I had already procreated and did not want to support any more women. I don’t think I would ever have gone through with it but the thoughts were there.

I cannot express how relieved I am to discover that I am not alone in wanting to do my own things and to not conform to the notion that I must be in a relationship to be happy; and it has been truly life-changing.

One of the ideas that struck a chord with me from The Red Pill was that if women can be perceived as sex-objects then men can be seen as success-objects. In reviewing my past I can now see that perspective in most (if not all) of the women I have had relationships with.

My story is not nearly as harrowing as many I have read and learned about since my eyes were opened, but I am here for you Brothers, and if my story helps in any way then I am glad.

A final aside – my username MoreSky is a reminder to myself to get out and see more sky and not be constrained by work or a culturally-induced sense of duty to be selfless.

MS

"...reinvent your life because you must; it is your life and its history and the present belong only to you.” It is Your Life, Charles Bukowski.

[Anonymous]

MGTOWmonkey aka No More Fucks To Give wrote:

Female nature is universal.

The LAW is not! The LAW is it’s own deity above all.

sidecar wrote:

It’s never been about female nature. It’s always been about the laws increasingly abetting female nature.

BINGO! Chimes in perfect on the truth of the matter!

People in the justice system can see what they’re doing, they don’t stop, they march over the bodies the law has laid before them, they are automatons hard wired to function as the law deems so.

My home, personal property, and tangible goods are condemned by law and remain so.

That’s the LAW and it’s concrete for ALL, some it’s a road for them to freely roll over, while for others it’s a tomb.

I’m a man, men get the tomb!

Women get the smooth road.

So, I would like to say one thing about a thread created yesterday by Rockmaninoff.

Gargamel, Tattoo Dave, Machiavelli, myself, and others gave stern warning about what he was doing and about to do (folding his tent and off to the plantation)

While others in that thread cheered him on telling him to basically ignore our warnings and bon voyage! Do whatever you want to do and don’t let anyone stop you!

Perhaps they are the ones that DON’T BELONG HERE! This pace needs a serious f~~~ing house cleaning!

The kind that you rent a f~~~ing dumpster!

Okay people, I am not a lawyer, however, I will advise what I did under advice of counsel from a divorce lawyer and estate/elder law lawyer prior to my marriage. This is to hopefully help others from avoiding a financial pitfall incase you do divorce.

When my ex-wife was hinting and pushing hard for marriage, I finally relented and said fine. I got her a ring off ebay, and gave it to her. I recall when I did, she was coming out of the shower and I said her you go. We’re now engaged. Congrats. LOL. I discussed a pre-nup, but she went nuts and refused to sign one. She said, if we were to divorce, I will get something.. It’s fair. That was my first mistake. However, I had rose-colored glasses on and continued with the engagement. I met with a legal team in NY and we circumvented her pre-nup refusal. Again, always prepare for the worst and have a backup plan. I was at least smart enough to do that. I moved all assets, business interests, house, brokerage accounts, retirement accounts, inheritance, etc. into an irrevocable trust a year prior to marriage. I made my nephews the beneficiaries as well. I worked for my company as an “employee” and no longer the “owner”. Therefore, the business was unable to become a marital asset. In addition, in New York, an irrevocable trust can be broken by the grantor (me) with the approval for any reason of the trustees. Anyway, the marriage went south in about 2 years, and I initiated my divorce filing. Her POS lawyer attempted to go after the assets, but disclosed the irrevocable trust, which she of course claimed she knew nothing about, and her claim to my assets was quickly put to rest.

All in all, I was only responsible for my own legal fees (20k) and keeping her on my medical insurance til the end of the year (5k). She became greedy, and wanted to extend the medical insurance (cause her employer’s sucks) through all of 2017, but I refused on that and she backed down very fast. She also took some furniture, all wedding gifts and some wedding cash. Approx. an additional 5k. 4 year marriage which cost around 20k for the ceremony (she paid about half), cost 30k to dissolve. However, it could had been much much worse.

If you are going to stupidly go down this path, at least PROTECT YOUR ASSETS. I cannot stress this enough. If I had to start over financially @ 40, I’d be in pretty bad shape. She, at 43 had too, and it’s bitter sweet in a way. She expected to get cash & prizes and was denied by both attorneys (her attorney would not pursue after disclosing the trust docs). Also, this will protect yourself if you chose to co-habitate with a female cum dumpster as well as protect your assets from excessive child support (those assets, not your income. check with a lawyer in your jurisdiction).

Just some general advice from my own experience, not at all to be considered legal advice. I swear, it’s like prepping for war…

[UntamedParticipant]

MGTOW Knight wrote:

Untamed wrote:

If I had no Savior and no God to put my trust in I’d be distressed too but as it is, these times of trouble have not only been prophecied but ordained by the Creator Himself so don’t fret over some c~~~s, their menginas or Bastard offprings because in then we ALL get what we deserve!

Yeah I’m a Christian, so the writing has been on the wall for quite some time. Some days I want to do something about it. However, once I let logic supersede the emotions, I just realize how pointless it all is.

I hear you, bro. To get emotional over it is sane and normal. I too used to grieve for this world when I was a Blue-Pill fool but when I finally understood that this world isn’t worth the shedding of even one tear, that every ending brings with it a new beginning, that a seed needs to be destroyed in order to bring forth a tree, that we all have been living on borrowed time and that one day, the Master, the owner of this planet will come to demand His due then I could see how utterly useless it was to be sentimental over such things.

Don't let them Blame, Shame or Tame you!
Give 'em NOTHING, not even an answer!
#GenderSegragationNow!

[NoMoreParticipant]

Anonymous wrote:

Warfish wrote:

Strangely (or maybe not really) one minute it seems like she is crazy about me and the next, wants nothing to do with me.

Warfish, that’s BI-POLAR SUPREMO Dude! You’re stuck between two planets closing fast and I suggest you SLINGSHOT INTO HISTORY!

Dozy-doe GOTTA GO!<<<That would be my motto!

Nah, sounds more like boarderline personality disorder. Look it and the other personality disorders up. You’ll likely have an, “Oh s~~~! It all makes sense now.” moment.

Also, welcome warfish!

A co-worker recently told me, "If you want to see who someone really is, divorce them." I have found out how true this is. When your wife drops the façade of being the caring partner, you will witness all of the greed, hate, and spite that she has masked. It is truly breathtaking!

[OldBillParticipant]

MarathonMan wrote:

I now have photographic evidence and calendar dates documented of her parental neglect. When she’s better and out of hospital again we can commence our settlement discussion but with me in a position where I know if it all breaks down she will NOT have any kind of case to suggest she should get majority custody.

You actually believe she won’t get majority custody? Think again.

The fact that she has a c~~~ will trump any evidence you present 93% of the time. For you to receive and, just as importantly, retain majority custody your ex would have to be in prison, be under arrest, overdose in front of the judge, or renounce her own claims.

You need to accept the fact that your children will be living with your ex-wife and that you will be able to do nothing about it. Accept that fact and begin planning accordingly.

Going forward, you need to set and enforce strict ground rules for when and why your ex can contact you. The most successful and least stressed divorced men I know follow variations on the same theme: You only contact me when the health and welfare of the children is directly involved. All other contact is to be made through my lawyer.

You then screen all calls, voice mails, emails, texts, and posted letters. The ones directly involving the children are answered or otherwise dealt with. The ones which aren’t about the children or which try to use the children as an excuse to contact you are handed over to your lawyer where they trigger a written reminder to your ex about the conditions under which she may contact you.

You need to remember that once the divorce is final the relationship is over and you need to remind the c~~~ of that fact too. You aren’t “friends”, you don’t “help out”, there are no “favors”, all of that s~~~ is over.

She chose to file for divorce or chose to drive you into filing. She chose to remove you from her life. It’s now incumbent on you to impose the consequences of that decision.

This divorce is not going as smoothly you want to believe and it will not go as smoothly as you want to believe. Be prepared because several figurative ass rapes are in your future.

Do not date. Do not impregnate. Do not co-habitate. Above all, do not marry. Reclaim and never again surrender your personal sovereignty.

[Knights Templar RisingParticipant]

Just as an initial concept, here is a potential format.

Cover:
The “right turn sign”, and an ambiguous name for the book (maybe “Our Book”).

Part I:
This could be some of the most best MGTOW themed quotes by great minds of the past, for instance Nikoli Tesla.

Part II:
Maybe go through all the stats that can be documented as fact. Like letting kids know that the only thing “male privilege” means is that males get to die asymmetrically in all areas in professions that protect and provide for women.

Part III:
“11 Laws of MGTOW” a bit of a tongue-in-cheek of the ten commandments. What should they be, is for the more sage gents here (I am a relative noob at only two years enlightend, and only one year emancipated from the plantation).

Part IV:
Glossary of terms. How many and what terms, should again be decided by men wiser than me.

Part V:
Final page, and the most minimalist part. A brief slogan, and then simply in large font MGTOW.com (the slogan for instance could be from the Matrix, and identified as such).

Sovereignty above all else.

And i dont think it is a train.

I started my MGTOW journey about 6-8 months ago. Roll led me here in a roundabout fashion. Many of you have read my ongoing story through my posts here.

Yesterday my wife finally left. An incident this past week brought to light planned infidelity and schemes behind my back, and I called her on it. After telling her we were separating, the excuses and lies continued, up until she was about to leave, when the truth started to hit her.

I am still losing, as I will have to support this for now, but my house was quiet and peaceful last night.

I am hopeful this is the end of the tunnel approaching, as I believe I can see a future now.

Now, to go start my first full day alone!

No longer can we walk away, we must run. Remove the motive power.

I admit it: I don’t have a smart phone. I know nothing about them and all the great features they have—so I think I must be missing out on a lot of cool stuff. If I had one, I’d probably enjoy having the internet at my fingertips all the time. I have a cheap cell phone. I use it to make phone calls and to get text/voice messages. If I try to connect to the internet, it will just crash. I make a phone call once a week. Sometimes I don’t make any calls for two weeks. Yeah, I don’t have an exciting life at all.

When I see people staring at their smart phones, I wonder what all the fuss is about. Sometimes I walk by and try to peek at the screens. Most of what I’ve seen was: text conversations and video games.

I rode the bus to work today. When I got on the bus, I said hi to the bus driver—who was looking at her smart phone. She didn’t look up or say hi back to me. It was like I was invisible. Then I told her I was making my payment. No response. She just kept tapping her finger on the smart phone screen. So I swiped my bus pass and sat down. I wonder if I could’ve ridden the bus for free since she wasn’t paying attention. As I sat in my seat, I stared at a girl on the bus who was in the same smart phone trance. She was texting someone. This alternate reality makes the real world magically disappear.

I’ll probably buy a smart phone in a couple of years. Maybe I’ll turn into a zombie when I finally get one. I’m not a cell phone hater, I just don’t understand why so many people are in a never-ending trance. You know, there was a time when people would spend a certain part of the day collecting their thoughts and running errands without always needing to be entertained or connected to family & friends.

I work in a retail store, and I try to talk to customers while they have a cell phone on their ears—it’s very frustrating. Some of them will be so deep into a conversation that they’ll leave their merchandise, wallets, purses, and credit cards at the check stand, and walk toward the exit. I get tired of chasing after them. Personally, I would just leave the phone in the car while I’m shopping and have my personal conversation later. I’m not the kind of person that wants strangers to hear my phone conversations in the first place.

I just can’t see myself having a 24 hour/7 day obsession with an electronic device. I love my laptop computer, but I don’t take it with me to the movie theater. I go to the movie theater to watch a movie. I’ve seen people who have missed half of the movie because they were staring at their smart phones. Like, why did they pay for a movie ticket? I doubt that I’d ever be so obsessed with my future smart phone that I’d fall into a manhole or a fountain while texting. When I’m outside, I like to look around and observe my environment. The everyday things are interesting to me: grass, trees, cats, dogs, birds, bugs, people, cars, houses, buildings, and airplanes in the sky.

"I saw that there comes a point, in the defeat of any man of virtue, when his own consent is needed for evil to win-and that no manner of injury done to him by others can succeed if he chooses to withhold his consent. I saw that I could put an end to your outrages by pronouncing a single word in my mind. I pronounced it. The word was ‘No.’" (Atlas Shrugged)

[BrainPilotParticipant]

Hey ‘Professor’,
You think while you’re boycotting me, you could also boycott my f’king wallet???!!!

Because right now, I’m paying about 40% income taxes about half of which go to social programs almost exclusively benefitting women. You are welcome to start boycotting my ass ANYTIME you want.

In fact, now that you mention it, what the hell is taking you so long?

I escaped your f’king plantation the day my divorce was final about 15 years ago, and you haven’t seen me since. Your cupcake didn’t show up for her court date, and I got away cheap! But you are ALL OVER my tax statement every year since, aren’t you? Welfare, food stamps, WIC, grants, scholarships, student loans (that will never be repaid), admissions quotas, hiring quotas, SBA loans, Section 8 housing, women’s only shelters, and every other federal government teat currently being sucked dry is being financed by the wallets of me, and millions of men like me. And the vast majority of that is going to women.

When are you going to start a boycott of that?

as for T-shirts: I’d like a T shirt that just says “EARN YOUR OWN MONEY?”

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