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I’m in my early thirties myself and never been married. Every serious romantic relationship I’ve had with women over the years ended from them leaving when they got bored. This site has helped me tremendously to help understand female nature and the WHY of how women act in relationships with men.
I have absolutely zero plans to ever get married but I curious what was your marriage like. Did it start out with high hopes and the sort of petered out as you grew into different people? Or did you fight constantly and she was abusive? At what point did you realize it sucked and you were trapped? Or did you have a stable life and one day poof it ended?
I personally believe human nature limits romantic relationships with people to a maximum of 5-7 years, at which point biology wants the change of a new partner. If you think about it you get new cars, houses, clothes, vacations etc… every few years but staying with the same old haggard partner seems asinine. It is only social constructs, fear of divorce rape and children that force people to stick it out.
For the first year, it was great. After that, it dwindled for 6 months, until a big life event occurred, then it was great again for about 6 months. After that, it was completely horrible until she was pregnant. After that, she decided that she had me on the hook and treated me like complete garbage, and then tried to divorce rape. me. That is the fast version of it.
Sex became about her, and she would exchange sexual activities for my willingness to do things that I would otherwise say no to. Marriage is just prostitution.
ok for awhile, then, i’ve always wondered the same thing thnx
I’m technically unqualified to answer this, as i’ve never been married, but I can tell you what I’ve seen from married friends:
ENSLAVEMENT
None of them get to do what they want. You’re a slave to her and she’ll use your children to keep it that way.
You can’t have a drink when you want. You can’t do things you want and you certainly can’t spend any of your own money because every penny you earn she has a plan for it.
I have friends where the woman DIDN’T EVEN TAKE HIS LAST NAME. – They’re setting themselves up for a divorce to make it as easy as possible.
Protect Your Sovereignty. Women WILL TRY To Manipulate You. #NOCONTACT #ICETHEMOUTMarriage is a legal contract, and today gives women an enormous advantage of legal and financial power. In just about any relationship between people, when a large imbalance of power occurs, abuse follows. In North Korea, the state has absolute power in its relationship with its people, and it shows. Step out of line and you get destroyed.
Different governments with power over their populations abuse it to different extents. And just as different tyrannical governments differ on the amount of abuse they impose on their populations, different women have differing degrees of extent to which they will abuse their power in a marriage. For all women, and for all tyrannical governments, they will put the needs of themselves first and far beyond the needs of their husbands/populations. And as long as they continue to get whatever they want in the relationship, things are relatively quiet and nobody gets hurt.
But when/if push comes to shove, ALL tyrannical governments and ALL women will abuse that power to get what they want. There are no exceptions. There are only (a very few) women whose needs are low enough, and whose husbands are skilled enough, to keep them consistently satisfied.
My marriage was not quite as bad as being a citizen of North Korea… ‘more like communist Russia, or China. The rules were the same: I was there to serve her needs, and as long as I did so successfully and didn’t ask much in return, it was quiet and the threat remained just below the surface. But anytime I didn’t, or I protested, or I asked questions… the threat surfaced immediately. The actual honeymoon lasted about a week. It took about another week after we got back home for the first signs to appear to indicate she wasn’t going to be holding up her end fo the agreement. About a year later, I was being openly threatened with destruction.
I escaped. I lost everything I had saved to that point, and very nearly went to jail. But when the escape was concluded, I had my clothes, about one month’s living expenses and my vehicle to get to back and forth to work. Not so different from Communist bloc refugees as I think of it now.
But it was worth it. And like the escapees from behind the iron curtain during the Cold War, I have never been tempted to return…
Look, it's not my fault that tornado dropped a house on your sister. Now get back on your broom and get your ass out of here... and take your monkeys with you
I’m an exception here. I had a very good marriage and still would be if death hadn’t taken her first. We met in college and were married a month after graduation. Since we were so young we didn’t have kids for six years, during which time we were getting careers going and I did part time military service in the National Guard. The first child came in our sixth year, the second three years after, and the third two years after that. We had our ups and downs like any couple but never came close to divorce, at least I don’t think we did. My career had its ups and downs which put a strain on finances but we always stayed a team together. In our thirty eighth year she started having severe headaches and blackouts. She was found to have a brain tumor and was gone in six months. Sometimes I forget she’s gone and think she’s in the next room or sleeping next to me. I’ve called more than one women by her name.
Like I said I’m an exception. Marriage is a crap shoot. You could have the happiness I had or it could be a disaster. A lot of it was me. I did everything I could to be a good husband, but I was also very very lucky.
It wasn’t so much a moment, but she would get bored while I was working. She would spend an exorbitant amount of money on hobbies that never panned out. Thus, my six figure income was not enough for her. I would have to pay bills the moment money was in the account, else we would not have enough to pay bills, as she would spend it on Mary Kay, Avon, dollar stores for stupid crafting ideas, and so on.
I had a call from Mary Kay, when I cut them off, saying that I was missing out. I literally told them, “call me again, I will find you and put my foot so far up your ass that you will need to create a makeup line for that.” They never called again.
I was married twelve and a half years and could write an entire book on this subject.
I was totaly aware of the enslavement of marriage
going into it. It was not something that revealed itself later. For this reason I considered myself
one who was created for that purpose.
To be a father and domesticated family man was accepted by me as my purpose in life.I have been forced by natural events to find a new purpose in life.
To answer the question honestly it was mostly
wonderful knowing I was doing what I was created for.Marriage is not as bad as some believe, but it is slavery. A man knowingly enslaves himself to those
he gives his heart to.I do not, nor will I ever, suggest that any man
trust a female with his heart!Life after marriage is an illusion for it is not
life at all, but merely a feable useless existance.
All your lifes purpose is stripped away and you live
not for your loved ones but for society as a whole.
A heartless cruel society that views you as a total failure in your domestic indeavors.Ten years of my 12 1/2 year marriage was a wonderful
struggle that I was put on earth to endure.
The last two and a half years of my marriage
was hell on earth. Durring that time I went bankrupt
and lost everything including my father to lung cancer. When I needed my wifes support the most was
when her true female nature was revealed to me.I do not recomend marriage, but
I would not change anything about my life now.My new purpose is helping as many men as
possible gain the understanding needed
to realize that true freedom is creating
your own choices and choosing from among
those self definded choices, without accepting
predetermined social norms.This is what my fathers spirit is guiding me to do.
I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.
I have been called husband more than once. Only one legal marriage though. I learned from that one never to sign a piece of paper. However the reality is no different whether or not you have a piece of paper.
Women are different, men are different. Every marriage is unique. I have been through divorce and bereavement. Those are two totally different endings and the ending tends to colour the whole marriage in your mind’s eye.
I have been married for money -and I was poor from then on as she took it all. I have been married pretty much by arrangement and legally by African custom but without the paper that could have been legally got because a chief had witnessed the marriage and that was just fine. I have been married for love without paper with a wife changing her name by deed poll and that was fine too.
Expectations are important. Don’t expect too much. Its an agreement to cooperate and reproduce together. If your wife is honest, committed and tries hard and you do these things too it will probably (but not necessarily) be OK.
Men and women have their limits. No one is perfectly honest. No one gives 100 % all of the time. What you do when you or your wife fall short is as important as anything else. There is evil in women and there is evil in men. The vices are slightly different as we love to point out here but overall if we are honest they more or less cancel. However the law and the customs of the West allow the vices of women to triumph in a lot of marriage situations these days. For this reason marriage can be a bad idea for men today as when women fall short they are often helped by the culture and the law while men are punished heavily. An unequally weighted marriage where one has the upper hand is likely to be doomed. I have been manipulated by a woman who knew that being a woman gave her the upper hand. Divorce was my expensive salvation.
From my experience, a healthy marriage is about equality. I fear those marriages are not healthy, however marriage is about shared effort and commitment and this is best when both parties try to give a little better than the other one does, thus achieving equality in effort.
In my experience marriage goes a lot better when the wife submits to the husband’s leadership and he in return puts her first more often than not in his decision making. This is a rare arrangement to get easily in the west today (both parties usually actually fear this level of commitment) and for that reason marriage is quite insecure in the west but I have found it more or less harmonious when it has happened.
Marriage can be hell I have learned. Marriage can be satisfying. I have yet to think it can be heaven. If you just want the paradise of falling in love, have a summer fling. If you are married, summer flings can be bad for your marriage.
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
It was heart-breaking. It was like going on court ready to play a doubles tennis match, where I was the one running around playing for both of us, while she was lounging on the sidelines tanning. All my pleas to pick up the racket and start playing fell on deaf ears.
When I was out of breath and the game was in the last frame, she started f~~~ing the ball boy. The endproud carrier of the 'why?' chromosome
I don’t want to remember it, don’t wanna talk about it anymore.
My history is like any other.
Hell on earth bla bla
To those following me, be careful, I just farted. Men those beans are killers.
Anonymous54I don’t want to remember it, don’t wanna talk about it anymore.
My history is like any other.
Hell on earth bla bla
Same here.
In fact, I have trouble remembering it.
A long, long, long time ago.Other than various sex embargoes shaking me awake I was okay with everything. 35 pounds in the first year, 70 after three kids, but she loved me and was faithful.
Sex was on her schedule and when she got mad or off her rocker then I was alone with the bills as the sole provider. She even joked I may not be having sex with you, but I’m not having it with anybody else either.
At 20 years married there was a 5 month hiatus, during which I spent a lot of time in introspection during which I realized I would be fine either way.
6 years later my youngest has less than two years left in the nest. I’ll be 47, 6 foot 4 and a solid 220, with a guaranteed income anywhere in the World. She’ll be 47 as well with a sketchy employment history, 80 pounds and thirty years past her absolute best.
I failed to realize in my youth that I was the prize. I was going to work. I was going to earn. Little did I realize that due to feminism, that no longer meant I had to share. Road soon, Desert after.
Mediocre, although to be fair I was a poor partner. Not husband material, too sombre. She got married straight after, moved the guy in where we lived before the divorce was finalised. Now has two divorces behind her, and two sprogs with two other men. Seeing some limp wristed, sponge-columned specimen who takes her out everywhere. Posts their restaurant meals on facebook before consuming…..social validation at it’s finest.
I’m in my early thirties myself and never been married. Every serious romantic relationship I’ve had with women over the years ended from them leaving when they got bored. This site has helped me tremendously to help understand female nature and the WHY of how women act in relationships with men.
I have absolutely zero plans to ever get married but I curious what was your marriage like. Did it start out with high hopes and the sort of petered out as you grew into different people? Or did you fight constantly and she was abusive? At what point did you realize it sucked and you were trapped? Or did you have a stable life and one day poof it ended?
I personally believe human nature limits romantic relationships with people to a maximum of 5-7 years, at which point biology wants the change of a new partner. If you think about it you get new cars, houses, clothes, vacations etc… every few years but staying with the same old haggard partner seems asinine. It is only social constructs, fear of divorce rape and children that force people to stick it out.
Like you , I am in my early thirties and have never been married.
I used to like the idea of marriage, it was a good plan, the American dream in a way, loving wife, 2 kids and a dog in the yard, but unfortunately most of the stories I hear are of fear of the unknown.I ran into so much dishonesty from women that I can’t see myself building a life with one, which is the ultimate trust you can put in another human being.its hard to handle, the hardest realization I ever had, given that we are fed from day 1 that marriage is right for us
It was heart-breaking. It was like going on court ready to play a doubles tennis match, where I was the one running around playing for both of us, while she was lounging on the sidelines tanning. All my pleas to pick up the racket and start playing fell on deaf ears.
When I was out of breath and the game was in the last frame, she started f~~~ing the ball boy. The endI loved the analogy , it depicts exactly how I felt like in every relationship I had, on a tennis court while I am the only one sweating and running.
Women don’t invest in relationships, they think it’s our job to satisfy them
My marriage started wonderfully. I was doing what I was meant to do, be a husband and provide for her. My blue pill heaven was great for several years. Then I started to get tired of her never being happy with what she had, and I longed for the days I wouldn’t have to deal with drama.
Then she divorced me. And now I have been freed. The air smells sweeter and everything looks more beautiful.
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free.
My marriage started out good. Sex when ever I wanted it and we made close to the same amount of money. A year later the gap starts to widen in our incomes and she gains 30 pounds. The sex tapered off slightly but I thought that was normal. After the 4rd year there is a distinct gap between our incomes. She refuses to weigh herself because I mentioned her weight gain. Sex is down to twice a week and our involvement with her side of the family has increased. By the 6th year we’re down to sex once a week and she has become increasingly lazy. It was at this point I contemplated divorce but was too afraid to start all over. By the 9th year I made almost 3 times the money she did and sex was about twice a month. I filed for divorce and never looked back.
Feminism isn't about equality with men, it's about leverage over men.
Anonymous1My marriage started out good. Sex when ever I wanted it and we made close to the same amount of money. A year later the gap starts to widen in our incomes and she gains 30 pounds. The sex tapered off slightly but I thought that was normal. After the 4rd year there is a distinct gap between our incomes. She refuses to weigh herself because I mentioned her weight gain. Sex is down to twice a week and our involvement with her side of the family has increased. By the 6th year we’re down to sex once a week and she has become increasingly lazy. It was at this point I contemplated divorce but was too afraid to start all over. By the 9th year I made almost 3 times the money she did and sex was about twice a month. I filed for divorce and never looked back.
Sounds like this can be the story many of us could tell.
Just like mine…
Anonymous43I was spermjacked, then tried to make the best of it. Emotionally abusive c~~~ packed on 50 pounds, demanded another child. I constantly tried to do the right thing, but was beaten down constantly. C~~~ spend every dime on useless s~~~, culminating in a secret purchase of a scrapbook store…aborted at the last minute. Violent, jealous, needy, angry, petulant. My marriage was a s~~~ vortex so deep, so wide that I could not see the edges. Upon announcement that she wanted a divorce I was going to set myself on fire. I thought I had no future, no value and everything I worked for was going to be taken away…what was the point of living.
After 6 years of weekly combat in court, I spent $300,000 in lawyer fees, I lost my home twice, lived in a minivan and a tent, and found peace by moving 2 states away. My kids told me to go away, and a court order prevents me from contacting them.
My marriage f~~~ing sucked out loud. Divorce was a miserable process, but learning how strong I really am, this is absolutely priceless. Understanding hypergamy, solipsism and narcissism in women is so valuable.
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