Games Women Play

[Soldier-MedicParticipant 2566]

This is bit of a long winded post especially for a noob. I just joined MGTOW less than 30 minutes ago. I stumbled upon MGTOW last night while surfing and didn’t realize that there was an entire web community out there for men to have safe harbor to express their feelings, observations, experiences, etc. when it comes to their experiences with the “fairer sex” in today’s society.

The BLUF: Women play games to gain preeminence within the relationship.

I would like to start with the mind games and control games that my ex-wife would play and give you a relevant example.

She would mumble her words then verbally pounce on me that I need a hearing aid.  True I have a hearing deficit in one ear from many years of being a soldier but she also has a speech impediment.  When I would verbally defend myself that she is speaking with a speech impediment she would retort that he mother always understood her.  I wasn’t until that I got ugly, and I mean really ugly that this particular game (one of many) stopped.  I finally had to tell her that “I have no legal, moral, or social responsibility to learn a language that exists nowhere else but in the minds of yourself or your mother.  A language that has its roots in a sloppy-tongued, mush-mouthed speech impediment and exists because your mother was either too lazy or useless as a parent to reinforce the need for you to speak clearly. Which you can because you were able to screech at me that I needed a hearing aid in clear English. YOU F~~~ING BITCH!”

A quick analysis here.

1. My being fitted with a hearing aid would clear up her speech impediment.

2. Her not speaking clearly is okay because either:

Her mother understood her and so should I.
It’s her mother’s fault that she speaks with a speech impediment
Either way, she is comparing me to her mother (odd).

It is inferred that she is not at fault for any social misdeed because let’s face it, it’s not her fault that she speaks this way. If she was mumbling her words she didn’t notice it, and it’s natural to assume that I couldn’t understand her because I need a hearing aid. Even if the problem lies with her, her mother understood her and so should I.

I could go on and on with just this game alone.

I strongly suggest a book called Games People Play by Eric Berne. The book was initially published in either 1969 for 1971 (I can’t remember). I has been recently updated since. You would have to wade through a discussion in transactional analysis, pastimes, rituals, etc. that are found in normal social discourse before you get to the meat of the mechanics behind the games people play.

It is an excellent book in understanding the gamesmanship that today’s vagina bearers play.

"I asked you a question. I didn't ask you to repeat what the voices in you head are telling you" ~ Me. ........Yes I'm still angry.

[experiencedParticipant]

Thank You for the reminder. My ex did the same crap. When I’d ask her to please say it again a little louder she would crank the decibels to a hateful level.  The key for me for inner peace when remembering my ex, is remembering what she’d morphed into despite my bending over backwards to accomodate her new found hellishness. There’s complications here that I can’t mention. Suffice it to say it worked out for the best everything considered. As much as I sometimes grip for “I should have told her to hit the road” all things now considered, it would have been devastating overall.

"It seems like there's times a body gets struck down so low, there ain't a power on earth that can ever bring him up again. Seems like something inside dies so he don't even want to get up again. But he does."

[Gen.OivanParticipant 88]

Woman are into all kinds of mind games I get it from mine all the time, the part that p~~~es her off is I don’t play them. Yesterday I woke up and started to make some breakfast before my hike, (2 eggs and some toast). As I am cooking the wife comes in and starts going off how she wanted to use the kitchen to make cookies and I am a sap dog who never leaves her alone because I am always on the kitchen when she wants to get a snack. Long story short it turns into long drawn out bitch fest and I tell her I’m going for my hike im tired of the bulls~~~.

I get back and she is fuming mad at me won’t talk to me except to tell me I am not welcome at her mom and grandmas cause she doesn’t want me there, I tell her ok cool I’ll just stay and watch some tv, she leaves and immediately she calls me and is says ” your not going to just show up over. There right I’m just going to tell them you are sick, I’m like why would I show up, you told me you don’t eant me to come over there. She calls about 4 more times with the same drivel and I keep saying nopenot gonna come over, finialy after an other hour she shows up at the house all p~~~ed cause her family decides to postpone dinner until I am feeling better, another huge fight ensued and it ends with her demanding they keys to my jeep cause she wants to go to a movie and since her car doesn’t have a/c she demands mine which I tell her no, your not getting it its my f~~~ing jeep not yours if you want to go to a movie drive your own f~~~ing car, you work in a/c all week long you can handle the 10 min drive to the theatre, plus I am going fishing and all my gear is in the jeep. After that didn’t work she tried demanding other things of mine and I kept telling her no,  it finially ended when she said well what do you want to do then , we can just live like roommates and when you get enough money saved up you can move out, my response to her was if that’s what you want I’ll leave now cause I’m not going to live with a female who is not sucking my dick. As to which I finially left and went fishing until she called and was a nice and sweet, which I know it will only last another week.

[mgtow_85Participant 752]

Dump that bitch. You can never make a woman happy. Getting married does not make a woman happy like they expect. It just makes new excuses for them to get angry, and now they have a MAN to blame it all on.

One game that women want to play is the DATING game. They cry about how they want to find a “good man”, but they don’t bother to check their Friend Zones for the 1000 men that they have already sidelined and put on the bench. They ALWAYS want to be asked out on a date. Why? Because the usual rule is that WHOEVER does the asking gets to do all the PAYING, and women don’t want to pay a dime.

Many of them never date the same man twice. Because a second date would be where it’s the woman’s turn to pay, or for her to pay for her OWN share, and women don’t want that. So they bench-warm the guy by saying, “Let’s just be friends” and never talk to them again while they search for a chance to get asked out by ANOTHER guy, and therefore another free meal and all-expenses-paid entertainment. But if they begin to run out of guys in this game, they whine about the “good man shortage”.

I got sick of playing this game early on. My last date for example: Instead of taking the woman to a restaurant and shelling out top dollar for meals that I could cook just as good or even better, and then spending another $30 on movie theater tickets and overpriced refreshments(5 dollars for a box of candy that can be found at Walmart for $1.50???), I took her to my apartment. I spent ZERO dollars on her by having steak and baked potatoes with chives, sour cream, and grated cheese and butter already from my own food storage(such a meal would be like $20 a person at some steak restaurant), and saved 30 dollars by having us watch a movie on my TV from my huge movie collection. Two dates of this and the woman was realizing that I was just a cheap-ass who wasn’t going to open up my wallet for her any time soon, so I got the “let’s be friends” lecture. I smiled pleasantly and asked her to text me sometime, while not expecting to hear a single goddamn word from her. I was right, but I wasn’t disappointed. That was last July. Never again. I’m not wasting any more of my meat and potatoes stock on a date who doesn’t appreciate the finer things in life that doesn’t cost me a weekly salary.

On second thought, I’m just going to scratch dating altogether. It’s a complete waste of time and effort. And this dating game has been twisted into some kind of bulls~~~ that I’m not willing to participate in.

The dating game is one of the WORST games you can ever have a woman play on you. You have a nice evening, you’re out 50 to 100 dollars(minimum)in the time of 4 hours, and then she moves on to the next sucker who is willing to pay for her so she doesn’t have to take turns by paying the next time, or for her share of the meal and entertainment.

[Sky-OParticipant 18933]

 

Regarding games and specifically trust fund princess games. I don’t imagine that there are many trust fund princess sluts (TFPS) out there, but when I was with one for over a year, and despite the fact that I paid for everything (vacations, dinners, mortgage, etc) she mentioned a few times:

‘I’m want a man that will take good care of me.’

‘I’m looking for a man that will be a good provider.’

It went on and on, and I could quote the slut for days.

I paid for every dinner when we went out except for one. On one occasion she actually picked a restaurant and paid. I was speechless when she said she was taking me to dinner. Then the bill came and she paid for it with a gift card she had that one of her girlfriends gave her for her birthday.

One word: pathetic

She was also a master at triangulating. It’s like, she would mention another guy that was interested in her but then say ‘he is just a friend’. Which is what she told other guys about me. It’s like, we were all ‘just friends’, until her colon was getting probed not only by me but other guys that were ‘just friends’.

She had four guys on hold at any one point in time.

01: There was me, the outlaw skydiver that has tattoos, has been to jail a couple of times and could get her off harder, longer and better than the other guys. But nobody really knew about me. I was regulated to the level of being: secret c~~~.

02: Always a dude from her church that her parents liked and fit the mold for a beta male provider. He was subjected to her giving him an occasional hand job while acting like she was a good girl that had only been with three guys before.

03: Mandatory guy friend (varied), which was the latest clown that ran behind her, talked to her on the phone at night, told her she was beautiful and somehow convinced himself that if he held on long enough, that the ultimate prize (her pussy) that he had waited for so long would be his.

04: The bullpen guy. The next guy lined up when the bad boy she was with that was banging her multiple times a day, got tired of ignoring the obvious and started rebelling against her nonsense and wanted out, which usually occurred about the same time he was about to be devalued and discarded for not being an obedient c~~~ that played her games.

 

 

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