It is good to be here. I have read the forums for a while and it is nice to know that I have made the same realisation as many more men out there. I am not alone! It really irritates me when people (usually females) see being single as a disease to be cured, or as a problem to be solved and I can’t for the life of me get through to them that I am perfectly happy by my self and have no desire to “meet a girl”. Dating is a viscous enough game, but when you hit your late 30s the talent pool has shrunk to a shallow trench filled with bile and acid.

Long story short, the ex wife had an abusive on-again-off-again boyfriend who couldn’t give her kids, a house or a nice car, and her parents sure as f~~~ weren’t going to pay for her to marry the lazy sack of s~~~. So she kicked him out and started waving her c~~~ around to see who would pick up the scent. Stupid me I took the bait. Within a month of hooking up she was hassling me to get engaged and within a year we were married and not even two months later she was pregnant.

It was on the first day of the honeymoon when I was told that I have to stop playing computer games and over the next year my hobbies disapeared, my friends drifted away, I couldn’t even listen to music with headphones, “these don’t exist for you any more” she said as she snatched them away. As soon as she got knocked up all physical contact was off limits, not even a peck on the cheek when I got home from work. Then when our first child arrived she tried desperately to break us up, even going as far as calling up people and asking them if I could go and live with them then telling me how much happier I’d be there. I managed to patch things up but from that time on she treated me like dirt and I took it like a bitch because I wanted to keep my family together. Then our second child arrived and she went into high gear.

I estimate that she spent 2 years planning the break up, things like: keeping in contact with her ex boyfriend and bringing him up in conversation with her family so they stayed familiar with him, setting up a child support case, getting the Centrelink paperwork prepared and ready, driving an emotional wedge between us by constantly starting fights and making them my fault, and what should have raised a flag was when she moved our bed so that my side was up against the wall: it’s HER bed, not OUR bed. So when said that it was over, get over it and we were all in shock, she was just moving onto the next phase of her plan. It was all just business to her, I’d served my purpose and it was time to dispose. She’d learnt all my tricks from her first failed attempt and nothing was going to stop her from getting what she wanted this time. I tried for six months to save the marriage but she knew exactly how to counter everything I did. I ended up moving in with my parents, broke and unemployed like a pathetic failure and I hadn’t even moved out yet when she got her ex boyfriend to move in to the house I bought with my car and my children.

Cold heartless whore.

Anyway that was 2009 and her lifestyle has been on a steady decline ever since and I am still trying to get back on my feet. But I realised about that time that my path to happiness is one I walk alone and that peace comes from within, despite the constant drone of people saying “you’ll meet someone”. And then six years later I find this whole webpage dedicated to this great philosophy. I am not here to s~~~ on women. I want to listen to your stories and share my own and hopefully I can contribute to this brotherhood of support.

It is said that “Men don’t talk face to face, they talk shoulder to shoulder”. I look forward to walking alone, together with you all.

Thanks for reading, and for creating this awesome place,

Matt

Welcome to MGTOW brother, your story is all to common here in the West, where women have been released from their alleged bondage, only to prove they go out of control like a rabid animal.

cynicalhumanist wrote:

Anyway that was 2009 and her lifestyle has been on a steady decline ever since and I am still trying to get back on my feet.

They say the best revenge is living well, and, in my opinion, that has nothing to do with your material circumstances. It sounds like you have done the hard part — conquered your mental attitude. Here’s hoping you are back on your feet soonest as well.

Hello Brothers, It is good to be here. 

Welcome  mate. Sorry to hear about a s~~~ deal you got. There are a few other Auzzies here including me. I’m from Canberra and a blue collar worker not an  effing pube. Grow strong and stay strong.

I hate reading stories such as yours, but they always end the same, I am a MGTOW and the beginning of the best part of your life.

After living through that freaking nightmare and callousness and you can still say……

“And then six years later I find this whole webpage dedicated to this great philosophy. I am not here to s~~~ on women. I want to listen to your stories and share my own and hopefully I can contribute to this brotherhood of support”

That is some serious quality you have.People have shot up cinemas for less.I salute you.

That is some serious quality you have.People have shot up cinemas for less.I salute you.

Thanks for making me feel welcome all! I appreciate it.

And, cheers Heads-up, she should thank god for our kids because without them around she would still be eating through a tube. It’s only the fact that I did not want to cause my kids even more grief and confusion than she was already inflicting on them. “Its OK, kids are strong, they can adapt.” That’s not the point you f~~~en bitch, children shouldn’t have to adapt to your selfish agenda!

Sorry, I’m still working thought the anger.

One thing my experience taught me though, is to recognise when a friend has managed to find a good woman. I know some MGTOW here deny the NAWALT principle, but to their credit, good women are extremely few and far between. But a few mates have managed to find the diamond in the rubble and I constantly tell them just how lucky they are and help them to strike the balance between being assertive and being supportive. I firmly believe that if we are to turn this sad state of affairs around then it is imperative that the strong marriages are celebrated and supported. Because if there is one big flaw in female armour, it is jealouousy! “Where have all the good men gone?” Well, some have already snapped up the 1% of you women that are not self centered money hungry stupid worthless sluts and the rest of us blokes take them fishing when they need a break from the missus. Improve or perish, bitch.

As my handle says I am a cynical humanist, I believe that as a species we only have ourselves and our greed to blame for the mess that we live in. I long for a time when people can couple and live together as equals, accepting their differences and establishing their roles, straight, gay, whatever. I know it won’t happen in my lifetime but I really do hope that through groups like MGTOW that men can regroup and figure out how this happened, and that women will suffer from the sexodus and learn from the consequences of their actions, that we can all recognise when our selfishness has gone too far and is driving us apart instead of bringing us together.

Maybe, just maybe, those of us who are still lucky enough to see our children can plant these seeds in their minds and the next generation will be smarter, who knows? Maybe I need a holiday! All I know is that we men have our work cut out for us and we need to keep supporting each other.