I get invited to weddings each summer and I have been invited to two weddings so far. I’ve have replied to one, which is far away that I will not be attending due to financial reasons (lie). This in addition to the fact I haven’t seen this friend in five years, essentially tells me they just wanted whatever gift I could bring.

The other wedding is in the same city as me and there aren’t many plausible excuses. This weekend my friend calls me up and asks if I was going to attend. I politely decline. He asks, I deflect but he keeps pressing and I lose my patience and unload, firing away on why I won’t be celebrating his wedding. Weddings are the death of a man’s soul.

He was upset that I thought that way. Like I care.

F~~~ Weddings.

And I do foresee a scrap with the ex should my daughter find someone to marry. It will be regarding paying for the thing and tradition. Traditionally the parents stayed together. You can’t have your wedding cake and eat it too.

If I was still drinking things might be different regarding attending weddings. There is just nothing there that appeals to me.

Last weekend I went to two different weddings and it was interesting to watch the “happy” couples.  Both the men were Blue Pill Beta Manginas, not realising that one day in the not too distant future their wives are going to look on them in disgust at their Betaness and have a longing to jump straight back on the C~~~ Carousel.

The women were all smiles but you know once the novelty of the bridezilla party has worn off and nobody gives a s~~~ anymore they are going to get bored and start looking for attention wherever they can find it.  Once the texting and emotional affair starts they will be so wrapped up in the excitement that they will think their marriage and current life is totally boring compared to the excitement of going behind their husbands back. Eventually the Husband will find out so they will use this as the excuse to kick him out of the marital home and move the new boyfriend in.

The husband will end up either moving in with his parents or renting a studio apartment and sitting on plastic garden furniture as it is all he can afford.  At this point he will wish he found this site a lot sooner…….

The other thing that made me laugh is that both weddings were attended by all their other married friends who really thought they were something special because they were married and had bought a house together.  You could tell that the only thing that was important to them was spending their weekends shopping, looking for the perfect set of cutlery that defined them as a couple.

Lets see how important all that crap is when she is riding the c~~~ of some other guy.

@GotSmart said, “And I do foresee a scrap with the ex should my daughter find someone to marry. It will be regarding paying for the thing and tradition.    Traditionally the parents stayed together.”

You’re damn right. EX-whiff can’t have it both ways.

I split with my wife about 18 months ago and I am hoping my divorce is going to be finalized in about 2 months.

What is the atmosphere of a Wedding like for a husband? Does one feel regret for spending an plethora amount of money? Do you think you’re in the best time of your lives?

There is one bright side to this marriage stuff.  Assuming the vast majority of the guys who do blindly succumb (Blue Pills) and get married end up getting a divorce, either because they are cheated on, or ultimately discover they married a slug, then by extension the majority of these guys will have to go through the painful experience we went through, will eventually see the light, and finally join the Red Pill brigade (MGTOW).   Leaving one hell of a lot of frustrated women who will eventually come to realize that their second, third or forth male replacement turns out to be successively less and less desirable than their first husband.  They’ll silently suck it up and live with it knowing that they are either approaching the wall, or gone beyond it and the next one will likely be even worse.  They won’t complain but inside they will know that they really screwed up.   Whereas the guys will be able to play the field (as you well know that bachelors at any age are like hitting the jack pot) we’ll see a lot more gray haired single divorced old women living a life of loneliness and poverty thinking to themselves (rationalizing) that they made the right decision, and this life of loneliness with a cat has to be a way lot better than living unhappily married to that bastard of a husband.  The biggest fear of women is living out their lives in loanliness and no one to cry for them when the pass on.