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  • #59074
    Rockmaninoff
    Rockmaninoff
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    Hi guys,

     

    Somehow, I’ve stumbled onto this website (likely googling something to assuage my feelings after being mistreated by a girl), and have been lurking the forms for a while.

     

    I’m twenty-one years old, and I don’t really think I have a spectacular story like a lot of the other guys here—never living on the street after going broke from paying child support to children that aren’t mine (thank God!), never caught a girlfriend cheating on me. But it was only recently, maybe for a year or so now—that is, when I finally wasn’t too shy to try dating—that I began to notice a striking trend about the women I attempted to court: beneath every single smile, without exception, there lurked something duplicitous and scheming. These would manifest in similar ways, from standing me up, from canceling at the last second dates planned well in advance, leaving me to walk home crying; from going from what I thought was an excellent relationship to cutting off contact completely without a word of explanation; and, just recently, making an excuse to cut a date short, and then, via text message, accusing me of misbehavior.

     

    When I first started “dating” (can’t really say I “date” with a straight face, since girls usually stand me up, and I think I can count on one hand the number of proper “dates” I’ve had), when I got these dismissals and rejections, I usually didn’t take it to heart, and just moved on as a man should. But then as the years went by and as I started courting more and more women, they would all respond in EXACTLY the same way: either make excuses why they’d just love to see me, but can’t, because of reasons (e.g., have a boyfriend, have to go to gymnastics, etc.); or agree to hang out but then cancel last second. This was a behavior I rarely encountered with men of my age, but could expect it from women. I eventually concluded that women were just awful that way.

     

    When I explained my difficult position and my thoughts on women, and how they acted, to my dad (who I should mention pays $200k a year in alimony to my crazy mom, and not crazy in the “lol women are crazy” kind of way, but literally clinically insane, like, institutionalized twice for being insane, whom I haven’t seen for three or so years now because she thinks I and the rest of my family poison her drinks and other s~~~ like that) and to his friends, who are all 50+ in years, you know what they did? When I explained how they treated me, they nodded, and said: “Yup, sounds about right.” They likened women’s avoiding and lying to me to Japanese corporations’ nodding in agreement to American corporations’ business deals but then avoiding them when it came time to sign the agreement. They said that the Americans couldn’t do business with the Japanese until the former hired culture consultants to teach them how the Japanese conduct business differently.

     

    You know I’ve never actually been “rejected” before? It’s true. All the women I’ve approached would absolutely love to go out with me! But, aw shucks, they can’t! They always “have boyfriends” or “have something at that time, maybe another time!” (with no time suggested)

     

    Don’t get me f~~~ing started on Tinder.

     

    “It’s our culture,” my dad and his friends told me. “They’re doing it to spare your feelings. YOU need to learn how to deal with them.”

     

    And so on, and so on, everything leading back to the message that everything I did was my fault. And not once did anyone ascribe any blame to any of the women. Not even a little bit. It’s almost as if women can do no wrong!

     

    Third year in college, living in isolation, my mood sank down and down, till I could feel it weighing on me at every passing moment. “Remember that when you wake, you are rising to perform the work of a human being,” a Roman emperor once said, a quote that has stuck with me ever since I’ve heard it. And now, just in college, no longer a boy, I felt terrible to not have someone to come home to, to make me food, to hold me (god I’m starting to cry as I write this), to tell me that I’m worth it. I’m a man, am I not? And isn’t having women something that a man does? I see other men doing it, and I’m a man—so why am I not doing it? What is it about me that’s so much worse?

     

    And everyone, from all corners, is telling me that this is all my fault. At my worst, I legitimately felt as if I had failed as a human being.

     

    Then, somehow, I stumbled upon Schopenhauer’s essay “On Women,” and I was amazed. It was everything I had ever thought, yet lacked the philosophical insight to put into words. And here was Schopenhauer—not some internet theorist, but a highly respected, established philosopher—who, separated from me by time, language, and culture, presented a theory that thoroughly explained all the behavior I had experienced from women, and in a way that actually made sense. It was somewhat of a load off my chest. I’m not crazy! Schopenhauer came to the exact same conclusion! Does that mean Schopenhauer’s crazy too?

     

    Now, I’m reading KeyMaster’s replies to comments , and I’m still astounded to find that seventy pages in I’m still learning things. I feel better reading them and sincerely believe that I’m more fit for living in a world that is 51% women for having done so. I feel better, because it’s so comforting to know that I’m not the only one who has been hurt and deceived in this way.

     

    I could write a novel about my troubles, my encounters, my feelings, and my fears, but I think that will serve as my mantroduction. I can’t guarantee that I’ll be a regular, or that I’ll even have something meaningful to say, but I think I can say that I’ll be browsing this mansite (okay I’ll stop) a bit longer just to put my mind at ease, as a sort of sanctuary for whenever I feel bitter or need to see that someone is going through the same thing, and to feel that I’m not alone.

     

    Recently, my psychologist and I came to the conclusion that there’s nothing wrong with me. And, from what I hear, at twenty-one, it just gets better. I’m looking forward to life.

     

    Thanks for reading.

     

    P.S. KeyMaster, Rach On. (Seriously, that lit up my face when I read that you were into piano. I am too, but very intermittently and not rigorously. But I think I can sort of pull off Rachman’s prelude in G minor. I’m now working on the prelude in B-flat major. Wish me luck!)

     

     

    P.P.S. KeyMaster, on a melancholy note, I want to tell you that I nearly burst into tears in my office in front of all my colleagues when I read your description of how when you were eleven a girl pretended to have a phone call to avoid dancing with you, and that twenty-five years later you did the same to her. I’m not going to call what you did or how you feel petty or bitter, since those words are pejorative, and since I know the feeling that would make you want to do that all too well and have been called such; I fantasize all the time about getting back at girls who snubbed or belittled me. Scars like that don’t heal, and I bet that bitch can’t even remember what she did and was baffled when you did that to her twenty-five years later. Twenty-five years. Jesus Christ. I wish I could give you a hug, and tell you to your face: “I get it, man.” I hope you have non-internet friends who can do that for you. If you can’t occasionally cry and get support from your friends, then what’s the point?

    ". . . elle, suivant l’usage des femmes et des chats qui ne viennent pas quand on les appelle et qui viennent quand on ne les appelle pas, s’arrêta devant moi et m’adressa la parole"—Prosper Mérimée

    #59080
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    Crazy Canuck
    Crazy Canuck
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    David Choe have said this on his podcast, success is the best revenge. He was talking about all the women who wouldn’t give him time of day during his high school years. However once all these whores found out he was rich from facebook going public every single one of call him.

    Growing up I was pretty shy and I got rejected by quite a few women however in my 30’s I was doing the rejecting. I was kind about it and I didn’t play games or lie.

    Women aren’t worth the hate because they are too stupid for their own good.

    "If pussy was a stock it would be plummeting right now because you've flooded the market with it. You're giving it away too easy." - Dave Chapelle

    #59121
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    ILiveAgain
    ILiveAgain
    Participant

    And please don’t forget a lot of the so called ‘rejection’ comes after that first date ….. um … sorry …. that first meal & wine, maybe even the theatre or cinema thrown in.

    Dating has become alimony for the single guy. There are now women who make their car payments on the backs of ‘dating’ once and once only ….. seven days a week.

    So rejection rates are going through the roof …… as are car payments.

    So just keep that s~~~ in mind.

    They’re twisted manipulative snakes.

    #59138
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    GrotesqueRogue
    GrotesqueRogue
    Participant
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    I would recommend you reading more, don’t stop. You need to understand the whole perspective, to build a basis.

    And as KM mentioned, the truth is addictive. You will come back for more.

    Everything here is smth you won’t encounter in real life, because almost no one would even mention these things.

    Welcome.

    #59142
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    RoyDal
    RoyDal
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    Welcome, and keep on coming back!

    Full disclosure: I dated liberal chicks (or tried to) in high school and college, simply because they were the ones who let me boink them. It soured me on the type for life. Getting laid is not worth the suffering and distress of dealing with feminists.

    Society asks MGTOWs: Why are you not making more tax-slaves?

    #59168
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    Crazy Canuck
    Crazy Canuck
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    4215

    Simple rule for those want to date dutch, or f~~~ off. Women need to pay for their own s~~~. You tell her up front. No valentines day. Did you know in Japan and South Korea there’s Valentines day for men? Women get their day later on, here we don’t even get the bitch to cook.

    "If pussy was a stock it would be plummeting right now because you've flooded the market with it. You're giving it away too easy." - Dave Chapelle

    #59176
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    Snake
    Snake
    Spectator
    2080

    Simple rule for those want to date dutch, or f~~~ off.

    Simple rule: she pays for my s~~~, or f~~~ off.

    #59383
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    Rockmaninoff
    Rockmaninoff
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    1641

    Simple rule for those want to date dutch, or f~~~ off. Women need to pay for their own s~~~. You tell her up front. No valentines day. Did you know in Japan and South Korea there’s Valentines day for men? Women get their day later on, here we don’t even get the bitch to cook.

     

    KeyMaster had a comment about taking the menu away from her, telling her that since she’s your guest and since you’re the host you’ll order and pay for her. Blew my mind.

    ". . . elle, suivant l’usage des femmes et des chats qui ne viennent pas quand on les appelle et qui viennent quand on ne les appelle pas, s’arrêta devant moi et m’adressa la parole"—Prosper Mérimée

    #59409
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    Ned Trent
    Ned Trent
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    4894

    KeyMaster had a comment about taking the menu away from her, telling her that since she’s your guest and since you’re the host you’ll order and pay for her. Blew my mind.

    … and that’s exactly the learning curve for each and everyone of us ready to do so. Welcome, by the way…  Oh and that’s a cool name you’ve chosen, caught my eye. Anyway, chill out forget those unworthy broads of yours of late and try your best to relax and get comfy in here. At the end of the day it’ll be your call…

    Best

     

    Ned T.

    I'd rather die a natual death with a clear MGTOW conscience somewhere off the grid than one within "modern" civilisation with a big stress mark on my forehead and a couple of dozen tubes plugged into my body. Back to the plantation..? Me..? Hey, literally: I won't ever fucking kid myself...YZERLMNTSIC

    #59418
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    Grumpy
    Grumpy
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    And so on, and so on, everything leading back to the message that everything I did was my fault. And not once did anyone ascribe any blame to any of the women. Not even a little bit. It’s almost as if women can do no wrong!

    That is the sum of the delusion of most if not all women.

    <sarcasm on> Of course you are to blame. You have that horrible trait of being responsible, and you have that nasty appendage that they envy so much. Don’t you dare forget about having the PRIVILEGE of being a jumped up partially trained retarded naked monkey being allowed to be near the presence of a woman. <sarcasm off>

    Stop chasing them, you might actually catch one, and you WILL be sorry about that, she will make damn sure of that. Let them chase you, make them qualify themselves FOR you. Watch a woman in a room full of men that ignore her. She will go ape s~~~ trying to get attention/approval from the men, going from one to another, to another, she will only change her tactics only when they all disapprove. Once she does, it is her responsibility to keep herself in check, not yours as man.

    There was a time in my life when I gave a fuck. Now you have to pay ME for it

    #59926
    Keymaster
    Keymaster
    Keymaster

    @rockmaninoff

    No relation to the composer, I assume. I play piano and the guy was a genius.
    His Piano Concerto is damn near impossible, so if you’re related to him….. f~~~ you.

    Otherwise, a big welcome to the MGTOW forums.

    I began to notice a striking trend about the women I attempted to court: beneath every single smile, without exception, there lurked something duplicitous and scheming. These would manifest in similar ways, from standing me up, from canceling at the last second dates planned well in advance, leaving me to walk home crying; from going from what I thought was an excellent relationship to cutting off contact completely without a word of explanation; and, just recently, making an excuse to cut a date short, and then, via text message, accusing me of misbehavior.

    I got news for you, we dated the same chicks. Word-for-word I Roger that s~~~ – loud and clear. Not because I wasn’t a lady killer in a previous life, but because I f~~~ing HATE flakes. They weren’t always this way, you know. I think the “Male Scarcity” video explains it. That, and mobile phones. Allowing a woman to own a mobile phone is like giving her a license to behave like an inconsiderate t~~~. And I say it often to myself: I wouldn’t want to be 21 today.

    Stick around. Fun place we have here.

    If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.
    #60127
    Rockmaninoff
    Rockmaninoff
    Participant
    1641

    Hey KeyMaster! So glad you replied. No, no relation to the guy, but he kicks my ass regularly in the form of his preludes.

    Ah, I agree, phones are awful. I’m too young to remember a time before mobile phones, but I imagine it was this wonderful time when if someone said he would be at a place at a time, he would f~~~ing be at a place at that time, or stand you up like an asshole. That’s exactly what a phone is: a moral sanction to be a flake.

    So how do you deal with flakes? “One chance, per chick, per lifetime?” That’s all fine and well, but doesn’t that pretty much exclude every single woman? I guess I should just don my monk robes now . . .

    ". . . elle, suivant l’usage des femmes et des chats qui ne viennent pas quand on les appelle et qui viennent quand on ne les appelle pas, s’arrêta devant moi et m’adressa la parole"—Prosper Mérimée

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