I’ve been posting here for a few days, so I figured it was time I introduced myself.
I’m a MGTOW/MGHOW because, for most of my adult life, I tended to be a non-conformist.
I’m a life-long bachelor, though that was more by circumstance rather than choice. Yes, I liked the idea of having a wife and family, but in the traditional sense. I courted the ladies for many years, rolled snake eyes each time. No matter what I did, the women I was interested in never considered me good enough for them. Looking back over the years, many of them turned out to be broom pilots (or worse), their goddess-like looks and physiques disappeared (often due to deliberate neglect), and the men they chose over me became henpecked. I guess there are definite rewards to being a jilted suitor, eh?
Of course, there were some women who were interested in me, but I most of them didn’t appeal to me. Frequently, they simply saw me as a stopgap, a cheap and temporary thrill until they found someone “better”. Equally as often, though, they saw me as a bank: sperm, piggy, or both. I not only could have provided them what they were really interested in (i. e., a child) and, possibly, the way to finance it. What should I have expected from women who were approaching “baby rabies” age? If they weren’t interested in offspring, at least I might have been a means by which they could top up their retirement plans.
Oh, by the way, many of them didn’t have near as much education as me and usually couldn’t carry on a conversation that made any sense and lasted for more than a few minutes. Discussions about the Higgs boson would have been out of the question with them.
So why was I so unsuccessful at courtship?
Back in high school, there were several pretty young ladies, but they were usually spoken for by the jocks, who just happened to rule the social world of that institution. I could only admire them from afar but, if I knew what was good for me, I didn’t openly let on about it.
Later in life, it was money and social status. I’m an engineer and I’m not rich. My profession often suffered through periods of feast and famine (e. g., the 1980s) and it affected my income. However, I persevered and not I’m semi-retired. What money that comes in is enough to pay my bills and live comfortably and that’s it. If the ladies want entertainment by being wined and dined, they would have seek it elsewhere.
Worse yet is the fact that I have 4 university degrees. Again, that was enough to have me blacklisted. Why? All my schooling hasn’t translated into me being a gazillionaire, like some well-known dropouts. In addition, I’m a member of Mensa and I’m sure that many of them think that being educated and intelligent makes me like one of the characters in Big Bang Theory, thereby making me a social write-off.
As well, I had, and still have, all the wrong interests. Clearly, anyone who likes classical music and opera has something wrong with him, right? I don’t watch all the right TV shows, as well, preferring to enjoy what’s on channels like Turner Classic Movies. Being an amateur radio operator, of course, is enough for them to instantly look elsewhere.
However, time is a great avenger. Some of the couples I knew in high school got married shortly after graduation, though they may have been persuaded by means of certain firearms, if you get my drift. A number of those same couples ended up in splitsville not long after that.
As I mentioned earlier, the looks that those high school beauties had slowly faded as a result of age and, in general, real life. As the years passed, and I added to my educational credentials, some of them quietly asked my mother about my activities, though they may as well have said, “Is your son still single?” They probably thought that each time I earned a new degree, I would be, accordingly, be earning more money (yeah, right).
So, when I was a dumpy high school nerd, I was suitable only as the butt of people’s pranks and insults or, if I was lucky, ignored. Now that they’re older, those former cuties finally concluded that I’m now an eligible bachelor? Who are they trying to kid?
However, Shakespeare had it right: “To thine own self be true.” A lot of time, money, and effort went into my education and I’m not going chuck it into the dustbin in order to win a woman’s favour. My taste in music or movies is not subject to negotiation. And, my interest in amateur radio isn’t about to go way just because someone flirts with me.
If women don’t like it, that’s their problem. Meanwhile, my destiny beckons as I continue in my own direction.
– Deleted on Request – 5 years ago.
