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Hey Guys,
New to the site – because honestly I’m at the end of my rope dealing with women’s B.S. head-games, drama, desire to always be at the center of attention.. and the list goes on.
I’m in my mid-30’s good job, very personable, average looking/fit guy (no issues going up to chick in a bar and/or just carrying a conversation) and I’m confident in my ability to date. Recently broke up with my most g-friend of 2 years because the more success I had the more bitter she got but the worse I did the “closer” (according to her mind-you) we became. One day – I just woke up and said f~~~ this– – I’m done. Best decision I made in a while partly because of this site.
Jumped right back into dating pool & been on Match for 3 months.. Frustration and anger are the only 2 things my $80 fee got me. Take them for drinks (talk for 2 hours, no call back); finally get them to respond & get they finally give phone number who will then only text but never pick up to talk or meet (and if they do they want “more pics”) ; I s~~~ you not one girl literally hang up on me 10 min into the conversation because she because I told her I voted for Trump (yes, that is exactly how it happened); Sending out 30 messages a day cross-referencing their profile to make sure I’m introspective enough to catch their attention because “hi” simply doesn’t cut it; ALL to get MAYBE 1 or 2 responses.. But when I get a response back — guess what?? “Hi” is what I get back… That makes me irate!!
Combined this at work I have to work for the CEO’s daughter – literally the most spoiled entitled brat – I’ve ever come across.. I try to be nice – she treats me like s~~~ .. Total feminist because she’s ugly and her daddy runs the company and is intimidated by me because I don’t take every stupid idea she gives and says “yes that’s incredible – like every other “yes” person she surrounds herself with because she is an insecure #($*%)#@ .. This is just more negative sentiments to how women affect my life on a daily basis, no joy just bitterness and depression.
Part of my intro – was just to vent my frustration – and also add family pressure of being the oldest and at EVERY family event being asked: “Met anyone yet?” “Are you planning to have kids?” “Can I set you up with someone?” “You’re getting old.. better find someone so you can have kids!!” .. And the list goes on..
It all makes me want to scream!!
I just don’t know what to do — it’s like if I don’t do Match/online dating I won’t ever meet anyone and then I think about everything my family is saying to me and the stress kicks in.. On the other hand, I think about the benefits of not having kids.. not having a wife.. living a good life – with a sports car I love to drive– and a visit to South America 6 months where the girls are HAPPY to talk to me and bang me for less than I would spend on some stupid girl who won’t call me back (after 2 hours of drinks) — isn’t a bad life!!
Just caught in a very frustrated loop that I can’t seem to get out of …
– AJ
AnonymousCanada Passes ‘Blasphemy’ Bill To Silence Any Debate Of Islam
From Tyler Durden @ ZeroHedge
I previously posted on the Bil M-103 here
Despite polls showing that 71% of Canadians would not have voted for the measure, Canada’s Parliament, with the strong backing of Justin Trudeau’s Liberal government, passed a motion this week 201 to 91 that critics say singles out Islam for special protection.
It asks a parliamentary committee to launch a study with recommendations due in mid-November.
Tabled by Muslim liberal MP Iqra Khalid, M-103 urges the federal government to “condemn Islamophobia” and to “develop a whole-of-government approach to reducing or eliminating systemic racism and religious discrimination including Islamophobia.”
The Opposition tried to pass an amendment last month removing the word “Islamophobia” from the motion, saying it singles out one religious group over others.
But the Liberals used their majority to block the effort.
A petition (here) on CitizenGo asking MPs to stop the “restrictive ‘anti-blasphemy’” motion has been signed by 79,500 people.
“This motion will encourage legislation that would criminalize speech deemed ‘islamophobic’ and lay the groundwork for imposing what is essentially a Sharia anti-blasphemy law on all of Canada,” the petition states.
“If that happens, criticism of Islam would constitute a speech crime in Canada,” it states, adding that this “kind of content-based, viewpoint-discriminatory censorship is unacceptable in a Western liberal democracy.
An update on the page dated 20th March 2017 says
- “Once the debate ends on Tuesday, it will move to an immediate voice vote. If Conservatives do not “stand five” MPs to force a formal recorded vote, then we will never know who voted for or against M-103. If five MPs don’t stand right after the voice vote, it will be just like the third reading of Bill C-16 on Gender Identity and Gender Expression.
- This bill passed its final reading in the House with only a voice vote, so Canadians will never know how their MPs actually voted on the Bill. But if five MPs stand and demand a recorded vote, then every MP will be required to stand up and take a public stand on this important issue. Sign the petition so that 5 MPs will stand to demand a recorded vote!!!”
- To date 79,695 people have signed – still short of the 100,000 signatures required
Here’s what M-103 proposes (read the original text here):
The government should recognize the need to “quell the increasing public climate of hate and fear.”
The government should “condemn Islamophobia and all forms of systemic racism and religious discrimination.”
The Standing Committee on Canadian Heritage should look at how the government could develop an “approach to reducing or eliminating systemic racism and religious discrimination including Islamophobia” and collect data to “contextualize hate crime reports.”
The committee should present its findings and recommendations to Parliament within 240 days.
There is no requirement for the prime minister or his cabinet to take any action based on M-103 and the Heritage committee issues recommendations.
it is argued by devotees of this Bill that
1. The bill will not place any new legal restrictions on freedom of speech (in theory only).
2. It has no power to change Canada’s Charter of Rights and Freedoms or any other law (in theory only).
3. Anyone who wishes to denounce Islam or Muslims publicly can still do so if this motion passes (in theory only)A Conservative alternative to the motion that condemned racism and discrimination against Muslims, Jews, Christians, and other religious groups — without including the word “Islamophobia” — was defeated by the Liberals in February. Liberals argued at that time that the Tories were simply trying to “water down” the very purpose of M-103, reported Huffington Post.
A number of Conservatives running for the the party’s leadership have been outspoken about the problems they see in M-103.
Brad Trost said he could not support the motion because it “will only serve to strengthen extremist elements within the Muslim community itself that seek to preserve and promote their own form of hate and intolerance.” He added that any “serious plan to combat religious discrimination in Canada should include all faith groups, including Christians and Jews.
A Conservative alternative to the motion that condemned racism and discrimination against Muslims, Jews, Christians, and other religious groups — without including the word “Islamophobia” — was defeated by the Liberals in February. Liberals argued at that time that the Tories were simply trying to “water down” the very purpose of M-103, reported Huffington Post.
A number of Conservatives running for the the party’s leadership have been outspoken about the problems they see in M-103.
Brad Trost said he could not support the motion because it “will only serve to strengthen extremist elements within the Muslim community itself that seek to preserve and promote their own form of hate and intolerance.” He added that any “serious plan to combat religious discrimination in Canada should include all faith groups, including Christians and Jews.”
Pierre Lemieux said that Canadians should be wary of the language in the motion.
“Do you have a valid concern about Islam? Do you disagree with Sharia Law? Uneasy about radical Islamic terrorism? The Liberals may very well classify you as Islamophobic,” he wrote in an email to supporters.
Lemieux, who called on supporters to pressure MPs to force a recorded vote on M-103, called it a “great day for accountability and for freedom of speech in Canada” when almost two dozen MPs stood up on Tuesday to demand such accountability.
Leadership contender Andrew Scheer also added his voice of opposition to the motion shortly before the vote, saying that it “could be interpreted as a step towards stifling free speech and legitimate criticism” of Islam.
“M-103 is not inclusive. It singles out just one faith. I believe that all religions deserve the same level of respect and protection,” he wrote in an email to supporters.
“I will be voting against it because I believe in Freedom of Speech.”
The motion garnered an online backlash, petitions against it and nationwide protests. According to local media, Khalid has also received death threats after introducing M-103.
Critics worried that condemning Islamophobia barred them from criticising Islam, which could curtail the right to free speech.
A poll from the Angus Reid Institute, published on Thursday, showed that 42 percent of respondents would have voted against the measure and only 29 percent would have approved it.
Following the Quebec mosque attack, Prime Minister Justin Trudeau’s government has come under pressure to denounce all forms of religious discrimination.
In recent months, several mosques and synagogues have been vandalised in towns across Canada.
Anti-Islamophobia motion provokes protests, counter-protests across Canada
There were tense moments in cities including Montreal and Toronto Saturday between supporters and opponents of M-103, a non-biding Parliamentary motion that calls for the Canadian government to “condemn Islamophobia and all forms of systemic racism and religious discrimination.”
In Montreal, a heavy police presence outside city hall kept the two sides apart as a demonstration by critics of the motion was met by an equally large counter-protest.
Despite police efforts to keep the two sides apart, some isolated scuffles occurred between the two sides as tempers flared. Police say there were no arrests or injuries
On one side, some protesters carried signs calling for free speech and waved the flags of right wing groups that have sprung up in Quebec recently, while their opponents chanted anti-fascist slogans and expressed support for immigrants and Muslims.
“We want free speech, as is our right in the Charter of Freedoms,” Norman Wintermute told Global News reporter Felicia Parrillo. “We have the right to opinion.”
Activist Jaggi Singh (an ethnic Punjabi Indian whose ancestral country and people are continually attacked by Muslims) accused groups like Wintermute’s of being “basically an Islamophobic, anti-immigrant, racist organization hiding behind free speech.”
In Toronto, supporters and opponents of M-103 took to Nathan Phillips Square, where many argued and traded chants and slogans.
The Montreal-based Canadian Coalition for Concerned Citizens had published a Facebook post calling on “all Canadian Patriots that believe in freedom, liberty and justice that stands against Sharia Law and globalization” to attend.
“We thought it would be a great idea for us to demonstrate that we rejected hate and we will not stand while people promote Islamophobia,” Walied Khogali, member of the Coalition Against White Supremacy and Islamophobia, told Global News reporter Erica Vella.
At least two people were arrested, according to Toronto police.
In Calgary, a group of about 15 people reportedly gathered outside city hall to protest the parliamentary motion but were outnumbered by dozens of counter-protesters.
Protests and counter-rallies also took place in Winnipeg, Regina and Saskatoon, where a small group of people opposed to M-103 were seen singing the Canadian national anthem in a video shared to Twitter.
Protests against the motion were also expected to take place in Calgary and Vancouver.
Citations
http://www.zerohedge.com/news/2017-03-24/canada-passes-blasphemy-bill-silence-critics-islam
http://www.zerohedge.com/news/2017-03-24/canada-passes-blasphemy-bill-silence-critics-islamWell my brothers, I have been a MGTOW for well over a year now, and I have been on this site for a little over a month. I just felt the urge to tell all of you a little more about myself, and how I came to fruition. I want to preface this by saying my childhood was ridden with anguish, anger, and bitter confusion. I grew acclimated to a very nomadic lifestyle as I would often move to different foster homes and orphanages, often without my consent. Now that I have that out of the way, I wanted to give everyone here some insight into my past. Just a fair warning this may be graphic and long winded. I plan on continuing the rest of my story, if more of you fellas would enjoy that. I guess just let me know. Here it goes…
I was a child with a very troubled and dark past. To begin, I had an alcoholic father, and a Bi-polar, crack addicted mother. My biological mother conceived me at the age of 16, and attempted two self-administered abortions, which thankfully were botched. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be making this post… Needless to say, my parents are prime examples of genetic failures. As far the genetic pool is concerned, I was given probably the worst hand one could ever receive. Despite this, I was relatively precocious as a child. My earliest recollection of everything was at the age of 6. I was innocent, yet I had enough mental acuity to realize that my situation was not ideal. I had this strange foreboding feeling that things were not right with the world. That there was possibly even something wrong with me… I would remember kids in elementary school talking about how their mom/dad bought them this and that, and how they loved their parents,etc.. For me there was never really any of that… Home for me was a living hell. Most nights consisted of my mom cussing and fist fighting with my dad. Often times my siblings and I would take the brunt of her rage. I have facial scars to prove it… A good night was when I could sneak home, and find my mom passed out on the couch. The crack leaving her in a prolonged state of comatose. Those were unfortunately the best days I remember with her. I was a very broken child to say the least. There were days I simply wouldn’t come home out of fear. On those days, I found tranquility and peace by going out in nature. It is by no surprise that my favorite color is green. With nature I was able to see new life, new opportunity, and freedom. I was enamored by animals and how they didn’t judge me. In many ways I envy their ignorance. Nature accepts you as you are despite your inequities or short comings, so I tried to emulate her. She was my mother… However, the same couldn’t be said for my “REAL” mother. She would incessantly remind me that I was “her mistake”, and at the time I couldn’t comprehend what she meant. It was until I reached adolescence that I truly understood that statement. This was the seed that sprouted my self- inquiry and self-doubt. If my mother doesn’t love me, then what was my purpose? Does anyone truly LOVE ME? Mind you I was only 6 years old at this time. I was very perplexed since kids would drone on and on about their parents in school, yet mine weren’t even home at times… I accepted this to be my NORMAL I guess… Anyway, there was one day that will live forever in infamy. This was the day I realized that nothing is immune to withering away. That everything in this life is ephemeral, and fleeting.
I recall when I was 8 years old, that I had grown accustomed to being numb. To not feeling at all. It was better this way. I no longer had the comfort of Mother Nature to alleviate my woes. I had grown to be cynical with my heart becoming ever more calloused like a geode. At this point, my parents kept my 2 sister and I living in a small dilapidated 2 bedroom apartment. Obviously this was inadequate for a 5 person family. Regardless, that Christmas Eve, changed everything for me. At the time I didn’t realize my parents didn’t have money to afford presents. They were much too busy using it on the important stuff: booze, cigarettes and drugs. This was the reason that my mother and father were really at it this day. My mom was throwing dishes and various objects across the room. I had learned when things got heated to leave the house. I would normally take my slightly younger sister, Amber, (7) to go outside with me. It was best this way… But this day was different. I could sense the desperation in my mother’s tone. She was really losing it… Amber was crying, but I told her to just look at me, and roll the ball toward me. I did everything I could to shield her from it… I tried… O God I tried… My mother went ballistic and starting slashing her wrist in front of us. I was utterly shocked. My father attempted to wrestle the knife out of my mother’s hand, but she slashed at him. Finally all the fighting ceased. All went silent… My mother stabbed my father. It happened so fast, yet so slow. It was like I was an in real movie but only in time lapse. I watched in horror as my father stumbled onto the carpet. I saw true resentment for the first time in my mother’s eyes. My mother sporadically ran into the kitchen to fetch her prescription pills, and I watched her down half the bottle. In her in disillusionment, she locked herself in the bathroom sobbing. I was kneeling in awe watching my father die right before my eyes. His blood soaked my hand and clothes. I didn’t think this was real. I would wipe my eyes thinking this would all be a dream, but I couldn’t remove the blood from my hands. I couldn’t even move. I knew to call 911, but I was still in shock. Reality hadn’t yet set in. My sister was crying and went banging on our neighbor’s door. They called the paramedics, and my father was life flighted, thus saving his life. My mother was in ICU for overdosing on prescription pills. This was my life…
I questioned; would things ever get any better???To be continued… (Part 2)
Fuck bitches... literally and metaphorically
I’m more than sure that this has been said on numerous occasions but I’m going to throw my thoughts in to hopefully renew further discussion. This is my first post and hopefully not my last. These thoughts have been brewing, festering and boiling over for quite some time now. I’m going to write this with as much honesty as possible and holding no punches.
So, without further ado, where would a poor bastard find a date:
Online Dating Sites- This is the biggest f~~~ing joke and ass backward method of finding a remotely decent looking c~~~ that I’ve had the strong misfortune of using. It used to be the one way I thought I could rely on, if all else failed. This is where men are told to stand in front of a nice car, or with their dog, in order to look appealing. I wonder if just displaying a close up shot of a Rolex without me at all would be the best way to go. So, right off the bat, we in and of ourselves are clearly not good enough to attract attention from these godlike creatures. We have to find some type of materialistic prop or a sentimental prop that will entice these majestic women into a reply even after sending a well thought out message of our own. Are you kidding me? Meanwhile, they can have a picture of them sitting on the toilet dropping a deuce and it would get 50 instant replies.
I cancelled my account about six months ago because I loathe and despise being repeatedly ignored and hypocrisy like this. It’s not just from the reasonably attractive women but the woolly mammoths of the dating world, too. I soon realized that women, who are a 4 out of 10 on a forgiving scale, are being inundated by 500 plus emails daily. All of these desperate men are bombarding her message box with the high, misguided hope that they will get a mere morsel of attention in return. This is the definition of bulls~~~ in my book. How much more insulting can it possibly become?
First off, she’s not even necessarily attractive to begin with. I had the necessary habit of continually having to lower my standards and lower my standards further until finally someone only still slightly resembling a woman would give me the time of day; heaven forbid that a mediocre chick would dare give this guy a reply. I don’t look like Brad Pitt, by the way. I was born with a rare genetic disorder that gives me fairly mild facial abnormalities that make for some interesting features but you would think I was Frankenstein’s monster according to most women. I’m also offsetting some of that by, dare I say, being far more physically fit than most men my age. Of course, we all know none of that s~~~ matters and I do the weightlifting mostly for my sake, and not theirs.
So, I had to settle for bottom of the barrel fugly c~~~s and even they take a f~~~ing act of congress to get a reply from. I honestly don’t feel like there’s many women out there that are better than myself or many of the fellow members here at MGTOW. They have the sad misperception that they are because the manginas of the world fuel their planet sized egos. It’s laughable and a crying shame at the same time.
One of the dates I did obtain turned out to be rather nightmarish. Her vagina smelled like she wiped back to front. That should have been a pretty good warning sign. But, you have to realize I was forced to scrap the bottom of the barrel or just forget it all together. I stupidly didn’t wear a condom so I contracted a curable venereal disease. The last person I dated from the wonderful online dating sites was so revolting in person that I reflexively nearly made a u-turn the instant I met her face to face. We dated for some time but I finally waved the white flag.
Clubs/bars/concerts/other similar places where females come to be worshipped- I’ve never liked these places. They are loud, obnoxious, smoke filled s~~~holes where the man to woman ratio resides at somewhere around 3 to 1. I’ve received zero attention from the opposite sex here, oddly a man wanted to dance with me recently—WTF. I honestly don’t even try going to places like this much because it wouldn’t take me long to recognize how the course of the evening will go. I can get drunk and spend a lot of money doing it but no females are going to give me the time of day here. I’m certainly not going to bend over backward to try to get a crumb from longskanks table either.
Gyms- I love to workout. But, I make a point not to look at the women at the gyms. You know the types. The ones that have been fawned over since they could stuff their bra with tissues. They need absolutely no more attention. These, of course, are the same women that would never, ever show interest in me without me basically moving hell and earth first.
I keep hearing you’ve got to make the first move and show interest. I’m just thinking to myself, “yeah, because no way in hell would any bitch dare do that service for me just once.” It’s either you do 100% of the work or you get NOTHING. Women have to exert 0% effort and they get a smorgasbord of possible relationships. This is —again—the definition of bulls~~~.
Work- well, for the time being, I was fortunate enough to be able to go back to school and not have to work. After my separation, I was forced to live with my mom so life is good and living is cheap. The ex monster can deal with all the house bills and her new sixty year old husband. Haha. As for finding a woman at school, we have like literally three females in our classes at any given time and no thank you.
I’m actually not this vitriolic in real life. I’m considered mild mannered, and have been told I exhibit class by those I give a f~~~ in regards to their opinions. Anyway, I know there is more to be said but I feel like stopping here. I know this is old hat for many of you veterans. I just wanted to throw it back out there and I’m sure many of you see some of yourself in this. I wanted to say ‘hello’. This is my first post but I’ve been perusing the forums for quite some time. I think there are some really good things happening for men here. I want to do whatever I can to influence men not to marry these bitches or give up your man card, dishonoring yourself by bowing down to their bulls~~~. As much as I’d like to find a relationship with a woman, I know that it’s a needle in a haystack. There’s a plethora of bulls~~~ to sift through and so few good ones left. Feminism and the media have ruined them. They now think they s~~~ golden nuggets in the morning and p~~~ golden streams of urine. F~~~ THAT. I have better things to do and so do you.
Thanks for listening.
Topic: Slow learner
Hello Gentlemen,
I’m coming to MGTOW later in life than most at 56 years old. I’ve lived a pretty pathetic blue pill life until now.
I met my first wife in the spring of my senior year of High School. She was a sophomore, two years younger than me. A couple months later I left home to begin my four-year enlistment in the Army. We kept in touch. About a year later I came home on leave to join my family at a rented beach house. My Mom, sensing my loneliness, invited this girl to join us. During those two weeks our casual relationship turned serious.
A few months later, I managed to get transferred to a base close to home. The relationship intensified. She was a senior in High School when we got engaged. We married shortly after her graduation. I was 20. She was 18.
She got a secretarial job. Almost a year after that she got pregnant. Our daughter was born a few months before my hitch was up. We moved back to our hometown and I got an entry-level corporate job. Our son was born six years later.
Once the kids were on the scene the dynamic between us slowly changed. She became totally focused on the kids and developing her career. My needs didn’t seem to matter her anymore. She got what she wanted from me. I was no longer a priority in her life. Ever so slowly we drifted apart.
My first red pill moment came in 1999 at the height of the dot com boom. I taught myself web design. I built some sites as a hobby. At the time I was working a customer service job that was making me miserable. I saw tons of opportunity on the web and wanted to change careers. I landed a web-design job at the dominant media outlet in our region. That day, I came home excited and told my wife the news. The first words out of her mouth were, “How much are they paying you?” I told her. When she found out that it was less than the miserable customer service job, she just groaned and walked away. No congratulations, no hugs, no “I’m happy for you”. My happiness didn’t matter to her. Her only concern was the size of my paycheck. Bitch.
Within a few years, I was making way more money than that s~~~ty customer service job. I became a trusted technical guru, leading the way in the company’s digital advertising effort. Those were the best years of my career.
We began taking separate vacations. I did some traveling and spending weekends with friends including some long-distance bicycle tours. I repeatedly asked her to join me, but she would always decline
Fast forward to 2003. I felt lonely in my marriage. We had drifted apart. I was at my breaking point. I finally issued an ultimatum. We ether get help to fix the marriage or divorce.
After a few counseling sessions, she agreed to spend time with me. I agreed to stay closer to home take care of things around the house. I took on several DIY home improvement projects including a total gut and re-build of our bathroom. She did spend time with me. But, her idea of recreation is to sit on a beach somewhere and read all day while I sit there bored. I had pretty much given up bicycle touring . I abandoned my dreams of adventure and travel.
By 2006, I had felt like I sacrificed way too much and got very little in return. I ended it. We divorced in 2007. Our kids were grown by that time. So we didn’t have to deal with custody and child support issues. Our incomes were about equal, so I didn’t have to worry about alimony. We went to a mediator who helped us negotiate a 50/50 split of the assets. She kept the martial home paid me my share of the equity. I considered this fair, since we both started with nothing and we both worked hard and contributed financially to the marriage. The mediator prepared the documents and we filed a joint-petition for divorce without lawyers.
One week after our divorce was granted, my mother died of cancer. 2007 was brutal year.
I took the proceeds from my share of the marital house and bought a modest town house condo
I got back into my outdoor pursuits. I got into hiking and backpacking. I joined a hiking club and started hiking again.
A year after the divorce, I started dating women I met on dating sites. OMG! What a collection of train wrecks! One was bi-polar. Another was a recovering alcoholic with more issues than Time Magazine. Most had unrealistic expectations.
After a few months of dating crazies I met my current wife. She lived about an hour away. She was older than me. She was not the active outdoorsy woman I was seeking. She didn’t have any obvious mental health issues which was good. But, she had chronic health issues. She gave me love and attention I craved. The sex was pretty damn good. I was hooked.
We spent every weekend together and talked by instant message every night. I got her to go camping with me. I bought her lots of gifts including a kayak. I bought a pop-up camper so she would be comfortable camping with me.
She had a knee replaced. I took a couple days off work to be at her side during the surgery. I spent the rest of the week commuting between my work and her house, where I would cook, do laundry and any thing I could to help her recovery. She acted like a total bitch to me during that week. I attributed her behavior to pain. I simply did not see the huge red flag waving in front of me.
Another red pill moment came that Friday night. I drove 3 hours through sleet and freezing rain on treacherous roads to see her. When I arrived she admonished me for not bringing her a present. WTF?
But, she healed from the surgery and her behavior improved.
Four years into the relationship she got laid off from her job. The job market is not kind to folks in their 50’s. I spent countless nights coaching her on her interview skills, helping her with her resume and cover letters. She managed to find part-time per diem work. But, nothing that would sustain her.I helped her financially to the extent that I was able to.
After a year without health insurance and her unemployment running out, I was very worried about her. I suggested that we get married so she could get on my health insurance. She could sell her condo. Without a mortgage and condo fees hanging over her head, she’d have many more options including working part-time if she wanted to.
I spent countless hours getting her place ready for sale. I patched drywall, scrapped paint, painted, fixed railings, scrubbed her deck. I also helped her clean out the considerable clutter she accumulated. It took about a year to sell her place.
In the meantime, she landed a part-time job. Within a few months, they made her full-time employee.
I didn’t ask for any money for the household expenses until her place was sold and she was fully employed. After that I asked for a small amount to cover her share of the household expenses and other shared expenses such as car insurance and our cell phones.
Just about the time, she got back on her feet, my work situation went to s~~~. The company I worked for was sold three times in less than two years. I survived several brutal layoffs. The writing was on the wall. The job I loved and where I enjoyed rock star status was going away. It wasn’t a matter of if. It was a matter of when.
I spent a lot of time exploring my options. I briefly considered starting my own web design and digital marketing business. I also started a YouTube channel. I learned video editing skills and really sharpened my SEO and social media knowledge.
She became very resentful of the time I spent preparing for my career transition. To her it was all frivolous time wasted on the computer. To me, it was survival. I knew i was going to have an uphill struggle finding employment in my field being over 50 years old without a degree.
She had always had a tendency to be negative. By now the loving woman I knew turned into a bitch. She became highly critical, shaming me at every opportunity. She showed no empathy to my situation whatsoever. This really p~~~ed me off. I sacrificed my time, money and my hard won freedom to help this woman. And this is the thanks I got.
I started paying down debt aggressively. I sold the camper to get some money in the bank to help weather the coming storm. It killed me to sell the camper. Again, no empathy was shown. Instead, she berated about my financial situation.
Finally in June, our Advertising Director resigned. I knew the end was at hand. Two weeks later I accepted a company-wide buyout offer and walked away in July after 17 years with a measly 10-week severance package.
I was able to file for unemployment right away to the legalities of the severance agreement. I put the severance money in the bank. I also went back to my previous employer as a contractor to help them with a system migration for a few days. I banked that money too.
The job search turned out to be way tougher than expected. I sent out hundreds of resumes and only got a few call backs.
In the meantime, I did some part time photography work and worked on a side project for one of my former bosses. Anything to keep busy, keep networking and keep some cash trickling in.
It was about this time I discovered MGTOW. I heard it mentioned in a YouTube video. So, I did some research. I discovered this site. I also started watching MGTOW videos from Sandman, Howard Dare, and MGTOW is Freedom. The red pill message really resonated. I also started listening to Paul Elam who I find very insightful.
A few days before Christmas, she announced she was visiting her relatives out of state and I was not invited. I was humiliated having to explain to my kids why my wife and I are not spending Christmas together. She finally pushed me past the point of no return. I promised myself that as soon as I got back on my feet, I would end this miserable marriage and show the bitch the door.
In early February, I finally got the break I desperately needed. I landed a contract job at a technology company maintaining the corporate website. I am replacing an incompetent former employee who couldn’t code and didn’t have the first clue about responsive web design. It’s a perfect opportunity for me. Eager to prove my value, I dived right in and started fixing everything that is broken on the site. It feels really good to write code and solve problems. I’m hoping to get hired as a permanent employee.
Two weeks into the new job, the wife tells me she is looking for an apartment and plans to move out. I told her that was fine with me. I gave her $2000 of my survival money to help her with the move. I didn’t do that to be nice. I just want the bitch, her negativity, and her clutter out of my house as soon as possible.
Unbeknownst to me, before I had a chance process my new reality, I get a call from my Dad in Florida asking if we’re separating. Turns out the bitch posted on Facebook that she is looking for an apartment. She has no f~~~ing consideration for me whatsoever. I sent her a sarcastic text message thanking her for humiliating me on social media. I walked to a neighborhood bar and got stinking drunk that night,
She hasn’t found an apartment yet. I don’t want to be anywhere near her. I’ve been eating in restaurants and going to the movies at night just to avoid being around her. You know it’s s~~~ty when you don’t want to be in your own house.
Part of me wants to throw the c~~~ and all her crap out in the street. But, my personal sense of decency won’t allow that. Also, I need to temper my anger and not provoke her into lawyering up. Since it was a 3 1/2 year marriage, I’m hoping for a mediated settlement. The ideal outcome would be where we each keep our own assets. I don’t want her getting a piece of my condo or my retirement money.
For now, I am seething with the red pill rage. I’m kicking myself for my pathetic blue pill white knight behavior. Why the f~~~ didn’t I learn my lesson the first time?
I plan to work for another three years. At 59 1/2, I will sell my condo, buy some kind of camper and spend the rest of my life traveling and living as a nomad on public land out West. I’m done sacrificing myself to ungrateful c~~~s, greedy corporate assholes and predatory creditors. I’m going to give them all the finger as I drive off into the sunset.
Guys, if you’ve taken the time read all of this. Thanks for listening. I needed somewhere to vent and this seemed like a good place to do it.
Tom
"Nobody loves me, but my mother, And she could be jivin` too." - B. B. King
AnonymousA while back I was telling everyone how my wife wanted to force 2 kids that were not mine on me and I said no way, we decided to get a divorce. Well turns out she may not end up with the kids but we are still getting a divorce, I know where I stand now you cannot unsee the truth, she is not happy about it but isn’t being too bad as I offered her the house with the stipulation that this didn’t turn into a war of the roses. I didn’t want to live in that house anyway, I gave up my equity, but well worth it.
I have been looking for a rental place to live and finally found one that would take my part pitbull dog. I will be able to move in around the first week of April! I am really looking forward to being on my own.
Once I told my wife I wanted a divorce I had my check routed to my account only, and I only pay my half of the bills while I am still in the house, surprise, surprise in a short amount of time I have managed to save enough to pay deposit and first months rent, buy any furniture I need to get and pay car and renters insurance for the whole year. All while still paying my half of the bills. Before I could hardly keep $200 in the joint account, if there was more it never stayed long. I am going to be able to have so much more money and will finally be able to get my savings account padded with a nice chunk of change.
MGTOW has helped me become a happy man. Not out of the plantation house but I can see it, only 2 or 3 more weeks!
AnonymousGreetings Brothers,
This is kind of a summation of what got Trump elected, actually addressed more to Democrats:
While I did not vote for him and do not necessarily agree or disagree with most of Trump’s policies, I can’t help but think that the democrats of this country are entirely to blame for this man becoming our president.
Since electing the most liberal president in American history in 2008, you, the democrats brought us the ACA, dramatically raising the cost and lowering the quality of health care for millions of working Americans in order to provide insurance to those who will still walk into the ER for a case of the sniffles because there are no family doctors anymore. You pushed for “free” college for everyone, even those who have no business going to college and would be far more successful learning a trade and providing much needed skilled labor to our country. You accused the top 5% of earners who pay 60% of all federal income taxes of not paying their “fair share”. You demanded gun control for law-abiding citizens so they have no defense against criminals who invade their homes. You forced businesses to allow men to walk into women’s bathrooms and said everyone should shut up and quit being so homophobic. You brought us Black Lives Matter which has done little but create more anger while the country watched cities being burned, freeways being blocked and cops being murdered at the very hands of those you claim to want to help. You believe the government should arbitrarily control wages of private-sector jobs based purely on gender. You demonized the white male and blamed him for all the country’s problems.
Then, you went out and somehow managed to find someone even more liberal to run in 2016. You couldn’t get a declared socialist nominated, so instead you handed us a politician who was hated by half the country before the election even started. You and the “news” media were so arrogant you thought she could beat anyone. You accused anyone who didn’t like her policies of being a misogynist, just like anyone who didn’t like Obama’s policies was a racist.
In the end, you attempted to push the country so far to the left that a natural springboard effect was bound to occur in the electorate. Is it really any mystery that 63 million citizens finally had enough of all of the above? That after an honest day’s work in the workplace or the home they didn’t appreciate being told they were deplorable? That they were so angry and fed up with the liberalism forced upon them that they elected someone barely qualified to operate a can opener?
Think about this next week when Trump signs an idiotic executive order banning people with blond hair and brown eyes from drinking lattes, and instead of posting 20 whiny rants on social media a day or wearing a vagina on your head and marching to the vulgar screams of Madonna and a convicted felon who served 27 years for torturing and killing a gay man, look in the mirror. You gave us this president. You.
Hillary won’t be president no matter how much you protest, so it’s time to get out and do something that matters. By all means, run for local office and effect change. Leave your comfort zone and work towards a better job or even a second job. Read books and the newspaper instead of watching CNN and twitter. Stop crying and thinking you’re a victim. Get in shape. Donate to charity, or better yet, volunteer. Take responsibility for your own life, because for the next four years the federal government won’t do it for you. And in 2020, consider someone a bit more moderate and a little more likable or plan to blame yourself for eight years instead of four.
TO YOUR FREEDOM, MEN!
H L
Anonymousyes.
Not a global warming problem. We are suffering through a global stupidity problem. There are certain ideologies that people blindly follow that will be the means of our destruction.
We will either stop having children because, well you know. Men pairing with women is not a good choice now because of laws favoring women. The middle east and their beliefs are at odds with the western culture. The west is too nice to push back, and thus will be defeated again by laws. We offer financial assistance and welcome the very people who have sworn to their god to kill all us infidels. I can not think of any stupider policy than to give your murderer your tax money.
Finally, the last thing that will destroy us all is the jealousy of the third world of the western countries. If the rest of the world lived like us rich spoiled and wasteful Americans, the world would be a much worse place. Imagine if 500 million Chinese people suddenly wanted cars, gasoline, roads, roadside businesses, places to go. China already has a big population problem. Living in a western style will make things much worse.
The problems in this world mean very little once things are put into proper perspective.
I always liked this picture. It puts things in the proper perspective. What ever huge problem you think you have is irrelevant compared to the rest of the universe.
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