Close to MGTOW Fathers

[PappadrilloParticipant 50]

Greetings to older Gentlemen who browse the Best Website Ever.
32yo Jedi Apprentice here!

I think we all agree that “hearing” abut something or “reading” something is not like “living” something, ok?
The only Knowledge Master in life is LIFE itself.
But hey, stories exist too in this life, and also stories can have some effects, expecially true stories.

I’m reading a lot of stories by you about relationships with your sons (subject in which I’m perfectly ignorant) and realizing what’s my only and only regret since I went my own way: not having had a wise and strong father like you guys seem to be by thoughts and experiences you’re sharing.

Sure if I had I could be a better Man now.

This is not to complain about that Blue Pill champion with 100% female brain whom I called “Dad” when I was a boy. I’m tired of complaining since a while; been exploring all the possible meanings of the word “complaining” in the last years, and I admit I also liked to do that.
But finally I stopped. Now I can’t almost even remember… While millions of GREAT men around the World were being mugged, raped, put in jail or on a street I was complaining about “Dad”? WTF?
I don’t know how, but since the beginning of 2017 I just changed. Blue Pill father? Well, it only means that I have to work on myself like a f~~~in’ Samurai and nothing else.

This is just to say THANK YOU. Consider that I’m not so sweet by nature and the words “thank you” are not on the top of my poor Eng vocabulary, but WOW, your stuff work 1000 times better than “psychology”, “coaching”, spiritual books and all I ever tried in my worst days.

You brothers are the Superheroes’ University.

Ciao grandissimi!

Men of the Middle Age were not "oppressing" women. They were just SURVIVING.

[Can’t Stump TrumpParticipant]

My father was blue pill as they come and tried to raise me the same way. He also beat me when I wouldn’t listen to him. We never had a good relationship and frankly I don’t feel that I owe him anything (yes, I wouldn’t have been born without him, but I didn’t ask to be, and there’s nothing particularly special or amazing about two horny people f~~~ing and a baby popping out; happens all the time I hear).

Still, there are definitely worse fathers out there, so I can’t complain too much, and at least I HAD a father instead of being raised by a single mother (God forbid, but no offense to any brothers out there who were raised by a single mother).

This site is better than psychologists and self-help gurus because they make money by spreading a false narrative, whereas none of the men here are making a dime by posting their stories, they do it to help their brothers, which means you’re getting the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the goddamn truth.

Women are better at multitasking? Fucking up several things at once is not multitasking.

[Greg HondaParticipant 6406]

My Dad, an Old School barely educated Country Alpha Chad since 14 yrs old, had more wisdom than I realised at the time.

He often said to me “The hardest thing to find in life is a Good Woman”
He also made very clear early on that a persons skin colour did not determine thier standing as a Human Being “All Men are born equal in the eyes of God”
We lived in a Village that only had one occupant who was not white English.

He spotted the evil in my evil Ex at least 10 years before I did, but his attempts to break us up backfired, much to my regret.

“She’s No Good for you”

I thought my colledge educated brain made me smarter than him at the time.

What a dumb f~~~ I was.

Also just remembered another thing he used to say “No matter how tough you think you are, there’s always someone tougher”

and “Don’t go along with the crowd if they are doing stupid s~~~” “It’s better to just Walk Away and “Do what you want to do, Ignore what others say””

It's Time to get Wise

[OldBillParticipant]

My father taught me very little about life, or women for that matter. He was a “bonus” baby born to middle-aged parents with adult and near-adult siblings. As such, he was doted on and coddled, quickly learning to be a reflexive manipulator.

He made a career in sales, naturally, was as much of a Chad as you could be in the 50s, and shocked everyone when he finally settled down with my mother. I can and do imitate his personable, glad-handing, back-slapping, talk-to-anyone-about-anything personal style but, where he did it automatically and unconsciously, I’m aware it’s a nothing but a schtick or piece of acting on my part.

My maternal grandmother, of all people, dropped more red pill wisdom my way than any other relative. She had a hardscrabble, coastal Maine, “Downeast” upbringing. As the oldest child with a father usually absent at sea, she was the assistant mother and went to work at a young age so her siblings could attend school. While loving and doting with us grandkids, she also had a no nonsense attitude that routinely called people out on their s~~~.

In my teens and in response to my grousing about girlfriends, she flatly told me “All women are alike in the dark.”

In another conversation about the prospective fiance of a male cousin and her inability to accomplish even simple household chores, she said “A woman who is no good in the kitchen is usually no good in any other room in the house too.”

Bless you, Grammy. I miss you.

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

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