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Hey brothers I am 52 come feb 14   yes all my life instead of celebrating my birthday was buying useless trinkets and flowers for UN-appreciative women. 12 years of marriage 15 years of the state of Oklahoma and the department of human services looking over my shoulder. in 2012 I received a subpena to show up in court and show cause why I should not be charged with indirect contempt of court for non-payment of child support. At the time I was working in Texas and the support was being taken from my checks. I started my study of law then to find out if they could give me a criminal record if I just failed to show up.Turns out the answer was no. Oklahoma statutes on indirect contempt says no action may be taken by the courts until the accused is before the court. What? No action? Was totally shocked at finding this out. I could just toss every threatening letter in the trash and they could do nothing and maybe i should have handled it that way. But I was ANGRY! I came across a youtube video of Carl Miller called “kick ass constitution man.” more law studies. conveniently lost my drivers license and when getting my new one they asked for my signature I signed my name and under my name very small I wrote in caps UD  UCC1-207 WITHOUT PREJUDICE” from then on I became a traveler, not a driver or motor-vehicle operator. The right to travel is a constitutionally protected right. What has this got to do with child support? you may ask. the   subpena said to bring all my paperwork showing everything I owned: property deeds, bank accounts, car and truck titles for vehicle registered in Oklahoma.I wanted to show up in court having nothing for them to take away from me. I only had a 90 model ford pu and a camper that I had been living in, so I just let the Oklahoma registration on both expire.I bought a dodge registered it in Texas and headed to OK to face the music in court.Now I could say with all honesty I had nothing registered in Oklahoma, and if they make the threat of suspending my driving privileges it would be an empty threat as I never  again planed to drive or operate a motor-vehicle again for the rest of my life only travel, which I still have every right to do.

I set up at a friends house found some stonework and waited for my court date.I had watched Carl Millers videos enough to have memorized what to say in court. I recommend you guys in the US watch them, memorize everything don’t read from a paper if you decide to do what I did because although I was willing to fight tooth and nail all the way to the supreme court I didn’t really want that.It was a big bluff on my part and it worked partly because I did my homework and partly because I was lucky to be up against a women attorney for the state of Oklahoma. She tried nine ways from Sunday to get me to take a public defender,but I stood my ground. Vicky Hammel  attorney for the state of Oklahoma leflore co had a large caseload and I knew it. I would use this to my advantage.I had only my case to work on.Through the years I had made bank transfers to pay child support directly to my ex. I avoided paying through the state. The only money that went through the department of human services was the money they took from my check without my consent while at the same time bringing up this charge against me.If you send one check or money order through the state they have proof you consented to do so.I never signed any waivers they put in front of me and insisted on a jury trial.”I told her I would stand in court and claim the right to directly support my child pursuant to her needs and if one juror agreed I should have that right I would win. Not only would she have a loss on her record but a loss to a non-attorney.” This worked, She asked the case be dismissed.There is more as I talked to her several times acting as my own lawyer.She put things off a few weeks several times acting as though a trial was gonna happen but by this time I knew she was bluffing.I just called her every bet with a raise of my own.In my book A dismissal is a win. But I will never get back the years I set my dreams and ambitions on hold knowing they would take from me anything and everything they could, so really guys even when you  beat them you still lose.A good thing now my birthday will not fall on valentines day this year thanks for that, Happy MGTOW day! Roses are red and pass the beer-nuts.My daughter is in college now so my life is mine.I learned a lot about the laws in this country and a lot about myself. learn and gain knowledge from your mistakes but gain wisdom from the mistakes of others. All you young men go your own way and own your own life, those years are your best. I didn’t marry until 27 years old.I recently found a pic of me at 25 on my bike,I looked ready to take on the world.

 

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.

[KeymasterKeymaster]

I had been planning a road trip along the Pacific Coast highway for 4 years and FINALLY had the time to do it. Planned a side trip to Napa Valley. Cash in my travel points to upgrade in a very nice Hotel. And then it would be 4 days in Vegas. FOUR YEARS I have wanted to do it.. just me and an open road. In fact it was the first time I got any “paid time off”. That was something to celebrate.

I made the mistake of taking a woman along. What a f~~~ing disaster.
I would rather carry a colostomy bag.

Drama. Mood swings. And “what’s wrong?”….. “nothing”.
Couldn’t even f~~~ing enjoy the music with her telling me it’s too loud, or she doesn’t like that song.

“WALK. You don’t like that song? F~~~ING WALK. Bitch”.

That’s what happens when you “ask” a woman out.
That’s what happens when you think it would be nice to have a woman with you.

If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.

[MRVLISLVRMParticipant]

The worst lie a woman ever told me is one that molded my interaction with women up until recently. It left me in a state of low self esteem and a bag load of insecurities.

Basically, I had been dating this chick on and off. I guess at the time you could say I was in love. After about 4 years of being on and off she finally sent me a message saying she wanted to get ‘closure’. She ended up blowing me in my car 4 hours later. After we were done she told me she wanted to go all the way next time. Side note, I was still a virgin.

At the tender age of 18, and still a virgin, the girl I was in love with was finally going to give me what I had been fantasizing about for the longest time.

It was planned out perfectly. Her parents were gone for the long weekend and I told my parents I was going to stay over a friend’s house. I get to her house and her best friend and her boyfriend are there. The guy was a little bit older and was able to buy us some alcohol to break whatever ice needed to be broken. I felt like I was in a dream, but at the same time I had the weirdest feeling that something was off.

After a couple of drinks and a movie, it was finally time. Each couple went into a room. My girl ends up going to the restroom and staying there for a while. I was beginning to feel some doubt, but, once again, I was surprised. She came out in the sexiest lingerie I had ever seen in my adolescent life. At this point, all I wanted to do was ravage her, but, more importantly, lose my virginity to the girl I had loved.

Kissing. Foreplay. More kissing. More foreplay. It was finally time. She was completely naked and my boxers finally came off. I am about to slide it in when she says the magic words, “Wait, I feel that we’re moving too fast and we need to take it slow. I really care about you…..”

Instead of forcing the issue I decide to stop and ask exactly what she meant by that. I was so confused because this wasn’t a girl I had just met. We literally dated on and off since about 13-14 and we were both now 18. Not to mention, she had already been around the block and clearly wasn’t a virgin when I reconnected with her. I know this for a fact because she ‘confessed’ it to me like if I was holding it against her or something. That clearly wasn’t the case but she went ahead and began to ball her eyes out anyway. It got pretty awkward and I was very upset and disappointed. I wasn’t just disappointed in her, but I was also very disappointed in myself for falling for the same trap again.

I left that night. I left my first love naked and vulnerable out of principle. I was done with this back and forth game and I would be damned to make that mistake again.

You’re probably wondering, where does the lie come into play?

The next morning I get a text message from her saying, “If you would’ve stayed it would’ve happened.”

Sorry babe, but, judging from our track record, it was never going to happen.

I’m happy to say I don’t regret leaving that night because it has made me a stronger and better man in the long run. Don’t fall into a cyclical trap with a girl because you’ll become obsessed with potential and fantasy. Instead, be logical and face the reality that some girls aren’t for you, and that there is always someone more compatible.

[TheBardParticipant]

For me it was a few things that happened over a few months. After breaking up with my girlfriend at the time for the 4th time I started to want to date her again. She wasn’t really too much into the idea, but she would still hang out with me. While hanging out I would often say stuff to her like how much I like her and we should date again, basically be a pussy. In my mind I thought if I want to try again and she said yes then automatically the relationship would work. Also at the same time I was on ok cupid trying to find a girlfriend and about 2 girls messaged me although they stopped messaging me at some point so we never met. Another time I was hanging out with my ex I saw she was still taking to her ex boyfriend. Another day while hanging out with my ex at my house she had sex with me and I was saying things to her like “I love you” and when she said thank you back I took it as a compliment. Then one day when I called her she was all upset because she feel for her ex’s trick to have sex with her and she felt used. I originally planned on going to the walking dead season 2 premiere party at the comic book store, but I thought to my self “if I go to her house and make her feel better she will have sex with me and then we will be dating again”. She does have sex with me and it was very awkward. From the minute we start she isn’t into it at all. I keep saying I love you and she only responds with thank you. As I am feeling her up she is just paying attention to the tv which had the walking dead on it and she hates zombies. Before I even finished putting my dick all the way into her I came and that was the end of that. Finally a few weeks later at a Halloween party at her house and still wanted to date her but I heard her tell her step mom there wasn’t any chemistry between us anymore and she spent the night flirting with my friend who had a girlfriend. The next day she left early for work so she texts me to be gone before she gets home and that I used her for sex.

At that point everything went for circle and became totally clear. I was acting like a total pussy around her hoping she would date me again. I was desperate for a girlfriend I was willing to try and date these women on ok cupid that I didn’t even think to realize that they weren’t my type and no way a relationship would work, yet if I did go on a date with them I would have been so blinded I would have tried to make it work. I realized how I let myself miss watching the walking dead with other comics book fans to try and get some pussy and it backfired. I was so desperate I didn’t realize her saying thank you when I said i love you wasn’t a compliment. Then the new year came and by noticing how the women at school acted, my parents failed relationship, and how women my age seemed to just sleep around I had this huge awakening of I needed to stop being so desperate for a girlfriend and acting like it could work with any type of women. I realized I would have to adopt or do IVF if I ever wanted a daughter because not only was a women out of the question, but a waste of time. I said I would never get into the state of being miserable because I let a woman control my life. I am proud to say I haven’t looked back.

Hello everyone,

I have been, without knowing what it was, living a MGTOW life now for about 13 years.  A little background on myself and the reason I titled this thread “I feel like a new man today… Thanks” is as follows

I was raised in a military family and then became a military member myself (USMC).  Both my parents stayed together until death took my father away in 1993.  I feel I must also add that my mother was and continues to be one of those NAWALT’s you hear about. Even today she is disgusted by the way I have been treated and supports me in the way I have decided to live my life even though she has a hard time understanding it.  But as long as I am happy, she is.

As for my past relationships, all but one of them has been really bad.  Cheating girlfriends became the new normal for me.  I’ve had girls try and trap me with a baby that wasn’t mine (twice).  I’ve had everything taken from me by a woman, all my money, and even lost my job.  The worst was when I was younger I had an ex that almost killed me.  She picked a cast iron skillet off the stove top and slipped me across the head with it.  There was blood everywhere, and when I tried to call for help she told me I better not or she would tell the police I had tried to rape her and it was self defense. I still have a scare and a deformity in my skull just past my hair line as a reminder.  I won’t go into any more details about that now as I’m sure this is getting old to listen too (read).  I simply wanted to give a background on where I’m coming from, and know I do not hate all women because of it. I find hate to be a useless emotion that take up too much of my time and energy.

Shortly after my last long term relationship and started reflecting on the past few years of my life and realized what was wrong.  Enter the “red pill”, the problem was me.  She made between two to three times what I made yet I was still paying for everything, doing all the cleaning, shopping, you name it. When things would get bad between us I would think to myself “I need to try harder” and that’s what I did.  I worked harder at making her happy.  In the end it was all for nothing, she left me anyway and left me with nothing to show for it.  I was a sucker, and I realized it for the first time in my life.  This was one hell of a wake up for me.  I had never heard of a guy that had been beaten before, or that had all his money taken, where I’m from men don’t have that happen or so I thought.

I continued through the next few years of my life with a “white knight” mind set, but there was something different now.  I didn’t want to be the sucker I was before.  I knew I needed to work on my career and education so that’s what I did.  I kept telling myself I would make myself better for “her”.  I was under the impression that if I could make myself happy than I would be able to make someone else happy.  As I was working to better myself I realized still that more was wrong then I had even dared to imagine in the past.  Why was I working so hard for someone else?  Why not finish my education and kick off my career and just do it for me?  Why should I have to basically pay someone else to like me?  So I started living for me and making me happy.  I decided to cut women out of my life and just stay single…forever.  This plan, at least in my mind, worked for me.  The only problem I had at the time was all my friends, everyone around me kept saying something was wrong with me.  I believed them for years.  I looked online, every now and again, and never heard anything about MGTOW, or the MRA (this was a long time ago).  I was on an island by myself, left to wonder if I was the only one in the world that had this “problem”.  Everyone was telling me I was doing something wrong, and that I was the problem.  I just needed to man up and do what was expected of me, get over it and start dating again.  I even thought about it several times, but couldn’t bring myself to do it.  I just couldn’t justify spending that much time doing things I didn’t want to do, and all that money to do it.  I kept thinking to myself “I am not here to make someone else’s hopes and dreams come true at the expense of my own”.  So I stayed the course, and watched all my guy friends spend $500 to $1000 a month dating.  I just couldn’t do it.

The other day I saw a video on you tube about the sexodus, and it really made me happy, happier than I have been in over ten years.  I was not alone in this, I was not the only one that saw things the way that they really were!  There was something on that page about this thing called “MGTOW” I had know idea what this was, and I wanted to know everything there was to know about this video and it’s content.  I did a quick search and guess what I found????  There is a whole community of people, men, just like me.  I have been living as a MGTOW for over a decade and didn’t even know it.  I had just stopped looking for anyone else and instead been listening to those around me telling me there was something wrong with me.  I quickly went back on you tube and found sandman’s page and have been marathoning his videos for the past three days.  I finally decided to go out and search the rest of the internet instead of just listening to one guy.  That’s when I found this site!

I know this is a long post, but I really feel like I’ve been trapped on an island and finally found a way back to shore.  Not only have I found the rest of you, but I have quickly started making changes for myself and for my own fulfillment and happiness.  The day after I found Sandman’s video’s I got back into the gym to work on my health, I have new plans now to work on starting my own business (I’m a programmer).  I know this my sound silly to many of you, everyone had me believing I was the only one like this, single, and that something was wrong with me.  So I never bothered to look for other like me, stupid I know.  So that’s a nut shell version of me and why I titled this thread as I have.  Thank you all for coming together, I look forward to going my own way as I have been but now with new confidence.

[BrainPilotParticipant]

I’ll pass on this story. You’ll appreciate. In a city in the US, there was a girl working as a nurse who was from some 3rd world former Soviet bloc s~~~-hole country. She had decided that working for a living was too much effort and being blond, blue eyed and fairly attractive, devised a plan whereby she would get herself pregnant and use the support money to set herself up back home where support money (paid in American dollars) would go a long way. She decided that if she could get herself pregnant by a married man, she might be able to extract even more money as blackmail for keeping quiet about the baby.

Her first target was an older, successful married doctor with a happy family who seemed to have money, and plenty of reason to want to keep quiet any news about the resulting baby. She successfully got him into an affair and began having sex with him at every opportunity…promising him she was on birth control but obviously not taking it. He seemed to trust her about this and continued having sex with her whenever the opportunity allowed. This regular sex went on for months and months, but no pregnancy resulted. She was young and healthy and knew she was fertile so the problem couldn’t be her. After sex with this guy for about a year, she finally gave up on him…but not on the plan. She decided the problem must be with him and so she broke it off with him to target one of this guy’s colleagues, another successful, married doctor.

She was successful in starting an affair with this guy and began banging his brains out as well. This too went on for many months, but still no pregnancy. To reassure herself, she got herself tested and proved for certain that the problem wasn’t her. After riding this second doctor for about a year, still no pregnancy. She gave up on him as well, but was still committed to the plan.

After doing this with several other married doctors, never getting pregnant, but eventually getting the well deserved reputation for town bicycle, the stigma of becoming well known for what she was among other nurses was starting to have a negative effect. She finally gave up and left town, assuming there must be something int he water, or some kind of radiation leak that had created some kind of defect in all those married men she’d been riding who couldn’t get her pregnant.

She never figured it out, but all those married doctors knew each other and were close friends. They had gone to school together or done residencies together and their relationships went back for years. They saw each other at hospitals and professional society meetings all the time.

They had also all gotten their vasectomies from the same urologist in that same town… 😀

They had seen this girl and her plan for what it was right from the very beginning…warned each other, and had just passed her around among themselves. Other nurses who were not as attractive (and jealous of her looks) knew what she was trying to do, and knew that those guys were all sterile. They never told her, but gossip’d and laughed at her behind her back.

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

My story isn’t particularly bad nor interesting, and I’m grateful for that, although it makes this less than exciting. But sometimes it’s a simple mundane detail which makes a story relateable, and perhaps a guy like myself will read it and start his journey to freedom. Although not much happens here, I feel like typing so this will be long.

So my story. I didn’t have a male role model (aside from TV). Like many in my situation, I filled my head with what society told me. This set me up for failure as I put women on a pedestal, but right after high school I went through military basic training. As a non combat specialty, my training platoon had many women, and this drastically changed my perception of them – they came right the hell off that pedestal. But the basic programing from growing up remained.

My college days were spent in rocky relationship which died out after years, as neither of us were mature enough. Later I found another woman, we fell in love and so on. This went on for years as well. She was however a foreign national. I figured I’d go gun-ho and marry her and things would work out. Long story short, I had “government assistance” breaking up my marriage. We hadn’t gotten to the part where we have kids, so I got off clean in the divorce. However near the end I spent a period of two years torturing myself trying to salvage the marriage as it went wrong, exhausting myself physically and emotionally. I was determined to make it work, even if it killed me. But then I failed. I felt I lost everything and wanted to die.

I’d always struggled with depression, but things got VERY bad. I planned to kill myself but procrastinated so long I never got around to it (yeah, seriously). I felt so hurt I became numb to all emotion. This went on for years, but it was easier than the excruciating pain I felt before. Everything I held dear was crushed before me. Anything I cared about could be taken from me, and I may be powerless to stop it. So I embraced my numb feeling, transforming it to apathy, which changed again to… something else.

I just didn’t give a s~~~ about anything anymore.

It was similar to the movie Office Space, after the guy visits the hypnotherapist and is freed of social restraint. I was free from something but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was. I reflected on why my relationships went wrong, and found common problems I caused (choosing bad traits in women). I decided to take a vacation from chasing relationships and pull myself together. Since then I’ve noticed the dating situation has become vile and I continue to see how bad things go for men in divorce.

An odd thing happened when I dug through some older belongings about two years after my divorce: I found my dog tags from my time in the national guard. Looking at my name on them, I thought about who I was back then, and about how I’d changed. I was one of those guys a woman tries to change, then becomes unhappy with what she’s turned him into. My marriage ended before the process completed, but it was going that way fast. I decided I’d never again forget who I was, I put the dog tags around my neck and I’ve worn them ever since.

I’ve become so disgusted with society in general that I’ve isolated myself from media, and to some extent society. I bumped into the term MGTOW a few weeks ago and I’m amazed there’s a term for what I was doing. I’m also surprised there are men like me intending to become ghosts and check out from society altogether.

I’m mid 30s, fit, good looking, with a good job, etc. I’d say I’m a good catch, but I’m starting to doubt that considering the stories I’m hearing about unrealistic expectations from women. Reading stories from guys having marriages go to s~~~ after 20 or even 30 years really put things in perspective. It’s like even the “good” *cough* marriages can explode at any time. But for me, I mostly remember how miserable I was when married (and in relationships in general), even if occasionally happy. The ratio of BS to “worth it” is just not high enough, and these days I just have too much to lose (financially, time wise, as well as my own interests).

My vacation from relationships is becoming a permanent one. A woman at a branch office I work at was doing the usual relationship quiz. I said I was still single. She said “just let us know what kind of woman you want, and we’ll find her for you. Any woman you want.” That got my head spinning with the visions of my ideal woman. But I know she doesn’t exist, and my resolve hardened. I know the right woman for me is no woman.

I find it interesting so many men are coming to this conclusion independently. It makes me wonder where it’s all going, and I admit I’m very curious about that. On the other hand I dread the day society will wake up and “discover” MGTOW is happening. I’m sure it will explode, and then society will attempt to shame us back into submission. It wont change our minds, but it will be a pain in the ass. Like that girlfriend clinging to your ankles on the way out the door, but when you finally wave your last goodbye starts spitting insults at you. It just confirmed what you already knew and didn’t change anything, but it was just more bulls~~~ at the end you didn’t want.

Right now I find the philosophical aspects fascinating. I had already quit women because they’re not worth it, but never wondered why things are the way they are. I think reading up on the realities behind the situation gave me closure, like “oh, that’s why everything (including my life) is so f~~~ed up”.

I feel a little bad for the younger guys here, like they never had a chance. Then again I realized I never had one either. I was only under the illusion I had one and put up with years of bulls~~~ for my effort.

Price is what you pay, value is what you get. -- Ben Graham

[GoneGaltParticipant]

First off, don’t bother telling me I was an idiot for doing what I did for her – I do all the time. This springs from the stupid things men do for women when they’re in white knight mode and are honestly trying to help what they think is a reasoning and reciprocating human being, which of course is a huge mistake because of the empirical evidence refuting that.

A woman I knew (as of last year I had known her for 15 years) and had once fcked approached me for a loan in the mid-2000s. She had cancer and needed help with bills and a move to Florida to start over after a partner in a business in the area had fcked her over in the sale of the business – now, the amazing thing here is that all 3 things were absolutely true as I knew the partner was a scheming asshole and I even took her to one of her chemotherapy sessions – this is long after we had stopped doing anything. I cared about her and assumed she would understand that the money I’d lent her (around $15K) would be repaid over time, whatever she could afford every month.

She paid off about $3K and suddenly didn’t answer emails or phone calls for 4 months. So naturally I cashed in some frequent flier miles and flew out to Florida and confronted her at her new place of work – got the usual “I was too embarrassed that I couldn’t pay you back” BS but unbeknownst to her I had already been at her very nice apartment on a beautiful fcking BAY and had without shame gone throw her bag of garbage outside of her apartment that showed receipts for costly things, the largest of which was a fcking plane ticket back to where I lived where her son still lived, during the time she had refused to acknowledge my existence or pay anything. Of course her tears flowed like champagne at a whore’s Vegas wedding and I left with her promise to continue paying. And she did, for a while, another $2K, when it stopped again because she said she needed the money for her cancer treatment. While she was paying she used me to chauffeur her to her son’s place so she could see her grandkids and avoid paying high rental car fees at the airport.

In the intervening years she moved to another state on the West Coast, met a guy and is in a relationship. At that time her mother died leaving a large estate, from which she promised to pay off the balance owed to me. Fast forward 9 months and somehow she had p~~~ed away the money and had nothing to pay me, though her mom’s house was worth conservatively $800,000 (there were multiple heirs involved, not just her), and I know the real reason she didn’t pay me is because she has no concept of honor. So in 2014’s summer, after which I’d finally written both her and the money off as two of life’s great and painful lessons (DON’T F~~~ING LEND MONEY TO ANYONE – IF YOU MUST THEN GIVE IT TO THEM; WOMEN DO NOT HAVE HONOR THE WAY MEN DO), I get a f~~~ing phone call in which she explains her son was unexpectedly thrown out of his apartment by his wife (I attended his wedding) of some 8 or 9 years because she “didn’t love him any more”, and if I could put him up until he could get back on his feet, and I told her no. I did not beat around the bush and make it better, I said NO. Of course her son, never having learned to be responsible financially under her guidance, didn’t have s~~~ for savings, so I GAVE him $100 with the stated expectation that he would pay me back in a month – that was in early July, this is Jan 2015 and nothing.

So that’s the most irrational thing a woman has ever said to me – I’ll paraphrase it for you:

“As I’m talking to you, I realize what a miserable lying c~~~ I’ve been to you for the past 9 years, that I don’t have any concept of shame or honor that would provoke me to send you even $25 a month to pay down my debt, that I’ve avoided you when it was convenient to me and treated you as if you were dead, but now that my 40-something year old son who never learned to save a nickel needs a handout when his c~~~ wife kicks him out of the apartment he pays for could you pretty please instantly forget all the s~~~ I’ve shoved down your throat and help out my parasite of a son (who hadn’t even bothered to call me for the past 6 years) by allowing him as well to sponge off you?”

But as I’ve begun to unravel the MGTOW world view of what women really are about, and resource acquisition is number one, it occurs to me that her totally irrational request is really no different than the action of a certain species of wasp that lays her eggs in the paralyzed body of a spider that will be eaten from the inside out as her eggs hatch. She literally wanted me to ignore her disgusting behavior and then accept one of her own into my house to feed off me.

Jesus.

p.s. Here’s a video of that wasp after stinging a spider and in the process of inserting her eggs on it, so reminiscent of what she tried to do with me …

[Sterile SquidParticipant]

Cute coworker girl likes me and I like her, we flirted with each other for ten months but we never got intimate. I didn’t want to enlist in the military with any commitments. I plainly told her this and strictly wanted to remain friends. Her roommate brings over a guy she utterly despises. This guy she “hated” kisses her during a party I wasn’t invited to. She told me so herself, in tears. Was I upset? Yes but not until after I reminded her (and myself) there was no commitment between us, I don’t own her. That same week was my last day of work and she stays with me until the last minute of my shift. We make plans for tomorrow.

Tomorrow arrives, I contact her and she responds via text she’s unable to make it. I knew she was lying. She keeps doing this throughout the month. You know how this goes but there are a few points of pride during my blue pill reversion. I didn’t attempt communication everyday. There was instance she invited me to hang out but I had a prior commitment to a friend. I didn’t put aside my true friend, even though my feelings wanted to.  Also, I didn’t shed a tear.

Denial, sadness and finally seething anger. I was admittedly a little jealous of the man she was with but I wasn’t mad at him. I was livid at her because she was a potential best friend (I don’t say that lightly either) and she discarded me the day after I quit work. Granted it would’ve been awkward initially but I don’t deserve such disrespect. So, I took back the crap I lent her and left for boot camp three weeks later.

There a few takeaways in this experience

• Even with my red pill knowledge, I am still vulnerable.
• When I revert back to what I was, I am not entirely blind to reason.
• I bounced back from my mopey and depressed phase quickly.

I’ve kept this as short as possible but I am shocked that has taken me over an hour to write. I guess I am still not 100 percent done with her yet.

 

[SpaceCowboyMGTOWParticipant]

Hi Guys,

writing this from a tablet, so it may appear disjointed.

@ListenUP:

Certainly the day they all went off on my father was a planned and premeditated scheme.. One thing I learned later from that episode is that women want you to succeed, (so they can reap the benefits) but don’t want you to succeed so much they “lose” control over you.
My Father went from being a Physics Professor to Regional Director of Operations at a local company some years after my sister was born.Now I realize all the husbands of these women were all long term unemployed beta males. Note: I don’t mean to put down unemployed individuals, specially these days when employment is s~~~ for most men, but in the 80’s, when we had “economic bonanza” and a single income could sustain a family of four? come on, man. These women all had “appetite for the loser” so they can control and emasculate them. They sawmy father was not an individual to be under their control, so they unleashed the hell on him.

@keymaster:

I’m so glad you made your thoughts known to your father before passing away, it seems your father was a very Stoic individual, and this is worthy of admiration. Unfortunately, despite trying to locate my father through my uncle, it seems he has completely dissapeared. I hope he is Going His Own Way and is doing what he wants with his life.

So glad to have found this site, I have lost all of my near family, since my mother is a toxic narcissist and my sister is a Socialist, New Age, entitled bitch. I have relatives in
Africa but my mother has talked down to them about me, and they don’t contact me. It is a personal observation of myself (and other intelligent individuals) the power Matriarchy have in African countries, most men there are to suck up to their wives and grandmothers and become total blue-pillers. These women are all “Dream Destroyers”. Also all economic benefits and loans goes all to the women. With this situation don’t expect things to get better there.. so I don’t plan to visit the country anytime soon. In fact, years ago I was planning to move to the U.S. but later learned the Land of the Free has become the Land of Alimony and Rape checkpoints.. But I’m politically active with my US friends in Facebook and Social Media so we can restore common sense and Objectivism in the land as the Founding Fathers intended. If America falls, the World will fall. This is why the philosophical battle for asserting the high moral ground rooted in Objectivist Principles, Limited Government and Capitalism must be fought first in the US, and the rest of the countries will follow.

If only could lead my business associate to this site.. he was lately pursuing a single mother of 2 children from different fathers, I tried to dissuade him but finally he acted so beta with her she is using him as a “Pullman Porter” and emotional tampon while she dates the worst of the worst. My business associate was sad one day and he told me she wants to move to the US, so she can “improve her life”. We all know what this means, probably she found a rich beta male in PlentyOfS~~~ and is travelling to the best country for milking him.. Lol, Providence must exist, he dodged the bullet by little..

[Soul ManParticipant]

I’ll be the judge of whether or not I NEED to hear it.

PREEEEEECISELY why my initial response was so visceral.  As a man with almost half a century on this planet I am generally ruled by logic.  However, sometimes the gut instinct just knows what is about to come…. I’VE EARNED THE RIGHT AS A SELF-DEFINING “REAL MAN” TO DECIDE FOR MYSELF WHAT I “NEED” TO HEAR.   I shall be the final arbiter of my existence.

 

 

HISTORY...learn from it, memorize it, DON'T repeat it...

[…Spectator]

SpaceCowboyMGTOW: welcome brother. love that story! one thing i learned from living through some things similar to your life is that women are based around the concept of punishing men. this is wiring problem and you had to suffer from it at the hands of your mom who turned you into the target for her rage while being nice to your sister. yup, that was in my house sometimes as well. you see, women never accept blame for anything. it is always the man’s fault. if there is a success, the woman take the credit for it and believe they have done something all by themselves. if there is a failure, it is always the man’s fault.

that confrontation where your mom went off on your dad was something she planned with the help of other women for many many hours, possibly years. they lay in wait like wolves waiting for the moment of the man’s weakness and they they start reading through their punishment points. all men should be ready for this because they attack at the following times: 01 in a public situation to get the most humans allied against you 02 when you are really tired and just get home from work   03 at family gatherings 04 as soon as they sense you are finally falling asleep next to them at night in bed.

women failing to accept responsibility for their actions is a CONSTANT liability to all men. i’ve had that same thing happen where a woman shows up with a baby trying to lure me in when the reality is that some bad boy knocked her up and left so now she’s got to find a provider. glad you were able to outsmart her and escape without getting killed or beaten by the drug dealer. honesty, it simply isn’t possible to keep women busy enough and satisfied for very long without them spinning out of control and setting up dramatic situations. salute back at you brother! welcome to mgtow.

Hi folks ! French dude here, have been lurking for some weeks, finally “officializing” my presence as I feel it is necessary. Thanks for this great place, BTW !

I will be trying to make my (long) personal story short.
Was 27, but only had 4 relationships -the longest of which lasted 6 months- when I met this foreign girl in Paris. She was very well-educated, spoke the language fluently, was finishing her MBA and planning to make some money as a freelancer (I was already doing this at that time). After 4-5 months of random passionnate encounters, I offered her to move to my place, what she accepted quickly.

2-3 years of various journeys later, I know all of her story and family very well. She started making money in her native Southern Europe country in between, because France was difficult for her. Things go difficult for me, too ; but I luckily get a well-paid job offer, which I dumbly turn down because (self-citation) “You dedicated so much of your time for me,  lived 2 years in my home without a steady job, so I will just come to you and do the same, get to know the people, and look for a job” (how dumb was I… trying to reciprocate her ; she must have interpeted it as beta and submissive !).

6 months later, she insists on marrying me, mostly for family standards reasons ; some of her relatives even having a role in the local Church. I accept (I know, I know… buying her sh*t).

Strangely, she deeply and quickly changes after the ceremony. She more and more comes back home angry, telling me about bad stuff from work and problems I cannot solve, using me as an emotional tampon but without reciprocating 1/3rd of the amount she did before. Lots of expectations, very little sex, and disregards for my language-learning work. At that time, I do a little remote work from home, but she earns slightly more than me… I begin to instinctively understand something.

The deal-breaker comes suddenly. She knew I didn’t want a baby before I was able to find a least one good job around. But one day, condom slips, she had stopped birth control because (citation) “It makes me feel depressed” (sh*t again !)  and when I offer to buy an “emergency pill” just in case, she looks me right in the eyes and yells “Never !”.

I insult her, begin to pack my stuff ; panicking, she calls her family, her daddy comes and tries to stop me, I stay only because of the threat. She now totally looks and acts like a witch. Her face looks crazy, her voice is full of anger.  This is a totally different woman than my loved spouse.

I immediately start applying for jobs back in France. Meanwhile, for God’s sake, her new job dumps her because she only worked there for a few months and, learning about her pregnancy, they feel cheated -just as I do. I find an excellent job and fly back, offering her to “come join me if she wants to”. She doesn’t want, but comes because she is now unemployed…. all love is gone anyway.

We try it for one more year for the sake of the baby, doesn’t work of course, she goes back home with my son. We will divorce at my request… I will pay for him, but not for full alimony.  Recently, she started to text me again,  saying that “She feels so alone, and if you want to come, and if you want to help, we will go out in clubs and bars again “ …. wtf ? Women are pure evil.

Have never been so happy to be single, nor so glad this place exists ! Hi everyone at MGTOW !

Hello and happy to be here,

To start off I apologize for the wall o text. I have been girlfriend-less my whole life and of course that was due to fear/anxiety, parental upbringing, hindsight/foresight, observations around me, and ran off of logic/reasoning.  I don’t have a huge circle of friends but a handful of  trusted male friends and few close female friends. At the age of 30 I had a minor mentality change and I lost weight and tried dating.

Of course due to my severe inexperience I’ve failed horribly and now that I think about it the dates weren’t dates at all but most likely rather out of pity. My friends tried setting me up with women they knew were single and some that were single mothers as well. I being the former rational beta white knight and still fantasizing about Disney romance BS went along and was still met with failure.

I was met with 3 failures that taught me a very good lessons about reality in the dating world. The first failure was when the girl had me wait a week before our “coffee” get together only to invite a male “friend” of mine that I thought I knew, basically the whole thing was horrible and I felt like a third wheel.  From then on the guy that I thought was a friend clearly made it clear that we weren’t friends and although did not voice it, clearly did not like me bettering myself.

Second failure involved a single mom, I decided that night to socially drink and naively I let the panther into my room after debating the origin of a drawing that I drew a long time ago and ultimately got devoured.  Yea, one night stands are nice but I expected more and didn’t get that.  She later told me her fwb wanted to make it serious and told me not to tell him anything.  So, I cut off all contact and was left disappointed by the whole interaction.

Third failure involved a young woman that I partially knew prior for a year.  She just got out of a bad relationship and after a few months I decided to pursue her, we went on 2 outings and planned for a third outing.  The week before the outing she went cold and disappeared from me, no text, avoided me in public, etc.  She flaked out on me, I cut contact for awhile but soon later talked to her again to find out why she flaked, gave me excuse and told me she wasn’t ready for anything, so I believed her.  Made plans to meet up again but again, she flaked out on me a 2nd time and offered to reschedule, at that point I declined and never contacted her again.  I find 2 months later from a mutual friend that during the week she went cold on me before the 3rd outing she slept with a guy who had a notorious reputation of sleeping around, cheats on his girlfriends, and at the time had a girlfriend too. Her number 1 choice failed and she then branched to another guy.  At this point I was disappointed with her character but what was more surprising was the fact that she started to cross my path in public like trying to grab my attention and it p~~~ed me off quite a bit.  I was angry mostly for the fact that at one point she ignored me and avoided me like the plague then all of a sudden she intentionally started crossing my path in public, unfortunately for her I wasn’t stupid so I ignored her existence and carried on.

I was frustrated with everything and my friends couldn’t give me any useful advice whatsoever or any legitimate answers.  The usual BS like:

“I don’t know what’s wrong with you”
“You’re not trying hard enough”
“You’re trying too hard”
“You’re such a nice guy, I don’t understand..”
etc…

So I went on the internet and started reading, started researching, and I somehow stumbled upon MRA, AFVM, MGTOW, Karen Straughan, Spetznaz, Barbarossa, Sandman, Tom Leykis, etc…  I went on a marathon absorbing, listening, and reading every piece of knowledge that gave me some semblance of an answer to my plight.  And, I was surprised because instead of it being useless like the answers above, they were all logically sound and made perfect sense.  Everything that I semi questioned about in my youth have been answered not with BS answers but answers backed up by logic, reasoning, and facts.

I believe I am finally starting to pass my red-pill rage. I have recently declared bankruptcy(for being to nice to my family and friends) and am now starting over but this time being a little more selfish now.  I am aiming to get my graphic/web design career started and am confident that I am a different person compared to my 30 year old self.  I am now trying to build more body mass with bodybuilding and I am now more social with women than I ever was in my past.  I have taken a liking to airsoft and now just trying to move forward in my life.

Generally I am disappointed in women and the decisions in their lives, their choices in boyfriends, way of life, etc…  Don’t get me wrong, I love women, their bodies and their feminine traits.  However it’s really hard to find any worth in them now, especially when I am told by my female friends that I can only date single moms and unattractive women because of my inexperience and age.

Thanks for reading,

[jambearParticipant]

I can help you State side on some theoretical ways to go about skirting the law without breaking it.

Currently Nevada is the only state that has legal brothels that you can safely go to without risk of the cops, and they are tested for VD’s so you are safe on that front as well. While the pricing is on the high end of the paid sex trade, you can negotiate them down to around 300-400 US dollars depending on your negotiating skills. In addition, there are no brothels located in the city limits of Las Vegas, if you want to plan a crazy weekend there make sure you include some time to drive out to Pahrump about an hour and 20 minutes from the strip to go to a legal brothel. Alternatively, if you will be in the Reno / Carson City area there are legal brothels there as well. Just remember no matter where you go always negotiate down their price, the girls are allowed to do so and it is not considered rude.

Now we get into the theory crafting, if you wanted to go about getting sex there are a number of techniques one can use to minimize the risk. I have used these myself and can confirm their easiness and risk. No matter what the method you use there are some universal rules you HAVE to follow in order to minimize the risk.

1) NEVER, say you will exchange money for services. This is a big no no and will be hard to explain away. Use euphemisms and ambiguous innuendos that never link the money and services together. Any legit working girl will not only understand what you are doing but will prefer it you do it that way. Remember that she will be just as concerned about being caught as you are so anyone who is lax with this rule may be setting you up. Even with a girl, you have used multiple times never, make the money/sex connection just to be safe. So if you are calling a girl for services how do you go about it? Easy, say something along the line of; I would like a night out. I would like a date. Just keep in mind to never exchange numbers over the phone.

2) Now let’s say you are finally in the same room with the girl. Take note of where you are.

If you had to go to her place or her choice of hotel/motel, take extra care as something can go very wrong. Not only are you at risk of the police but also you may be walking into a setup where you will be jumped and robbed. Insist on setting the time and place or be extra vigilant.

Having here come to a place that you control greatly reduces the risk you face. If you have her come to your home is the best solution but most people prefer to no have them coming there especially of you have nosy neighbors, this works better if you live in an apartment as not one will care about an unknown face in the building. A motel is an OK substitution but the more expensive way as you will have to pay for the room as well. If you are having them come to your hotel room but keep, in mind, most hotel elevators can only be accessed with a room key and hotel staff generally do not like it when escorts show up and may shoo them away.

3) So you and her are at a place and you have not been jumped are arrested so what now? Insist an testing her out, she will more than likely insist on testing you as well, generally if a girl decided to give you a s~~~ test I would say bail but this is the rare case where it is fine 😛 . The safest test is to have her show you her goodies. Why? Because undercover officers will not do this as they cannot because that would be lewd and against their policy. She will ask you do the same for the same reasons. Now what would happen if you show your junk to an undercover officer? Nothing, there is no law that says 2 people cannot stand in a room and show their junk to each other, but officers cannot as it violates their polices. A quick side note as this myth seems to have been around for a while and movies and TV shows still use it, OFFICERS CAN LIE TO YOU AND IT WILL HOLD UP ON COURT!!!!! Do not think that asking them if they are an officer and they lie, it will help you get your charges thrown out, it will not. The Supreme Court ruled that it is OK for officers to lie in the course of duty.

4) As far as prices go, it will vary by city so I cannot provide a good price point but IMO never pay more than $350 for a 10/10.

 

Different Methods.

The safest and easiest and the most expensive are the high-end escort services. Risk of being caught is near zero but expect to pay close to $1000/ hour for these girls. This mostly for rich guys who value discretion.

Another popular method is the messages parlor. This carries a medium price range with a medium risk. Expect to pay two fees here, one to up front for the actual massage and another when you are on the table/bed to pay the girl. This will typically run you $60-80 for the massage fee and $200-300 for the service with the girl, if they go above 250 IMO just walk it is not worth it unless she is crazy hot and you really want to bone her.

Street Walkers. For the love of God do not do this. Stupid High risk, Low price. Just do not do this way too many things can go wrong and if you partake of it regularly it is not a question if you will be caught but when you get caught.

http://www.backpage.com/

Use this site to look for an escort in your city and it is my preferred method. There used to be a better site called my little red book but the guy running was apparently not paying taxes and it got shut down. This method is low risk medium price. There is quite a bit of slang and abbreviations used on this site I would recommend learning what each means as they will tell you what the girl is willing to do and thus saving you a lot of headaches. The down side of this site is that there is quite a bit of “bait and switching” that goes on but luckily with some guidelines you can reduce your frustration. Bait and switching is when the picture of the girl posted does not match the one who comes to your home. Easy way to counter this is if the picture looks professionally done then it is more than likely it was and it is a bait and switch. If it looks like she took it in the bathroom and/or in front of a mirror because she does not know how to use time reverse camera and timer on her phone then it is more than likely to be the actual girl. If you still get a funny feeling about the girl, run some of her pics through Google image search and see if they pop up anywhere else.

 

This is all I could think of off the top of my head and if you have any questions feel free to ask me and I will tell you if I know and if I do not know then I will tell you so.

[Deus Ex MachinaParticipant]

Women are emotional creatures,

Everything they Do, buy, steal, f~~~, kill. Is based purely on an emotional level. They Cry like babies when they can’t have what they want, and when they finally have it, bitch, or complain and nag they hate it.

 

“Just because that’s what I wanted doesn’t mean that’s what I wanted. I mean.. that may be what I said I wanted but it doesn’t necessarily mean I’m ready for it”.

 

Absolutely goddamn right!. The female logic of it self is so borderline stupid. I can personally attest to that quote. This one time, My friend came to visit some family, I live just a few miles away from Her folks, so She called Me up (we were friends in College)  asking to hang out and grab a nice dinner and catch up.

So She called again re reconfirm when and where we were going to eat. I picked a good Italian restaurant I know, nothing fancy, just good old Italian food with great prices. She Agreed, sounded pretty excited, the day came when I met Her at the Italian restaurant. I greet Her, and She has this smug look of disappointment on Her face, totally obvious She’s not in a good mood for whatever reason. Being the helpless Mangina I use to be, I asked “what was wrong”, “is everything okay?”.

She did the same bulls~~~ females do when they don’t want to share what’s on their f~~~ing mind, and expect us to read their mind.  just like Superman can see through Lois Lane’s dress. We sit down, chit chat, then order our food. We start eating and a good 20 mins go by until She slams Her fork on Her Plate and Says:

“You know a Girl enjoys some spontaneity sometimes, something out of the blue, a little pinch of excitement”

Puzzled by this, I had no fricken clue what She was talking about, So I just flat out asked Her:

“I honestly don’t know what You mean?, do You mind clarifying?”

Her Reply:

“Well I know We planned to come here and all, and don’t get Me wrong I loooooove Italian food, but just because I say wanted Italian, I didn’t really mean I wanted Italian, You know what I mean?. like I was kinda hoping We’d go back to Your place and You’d cook Me something, and We could drink some Wine and just chat in a Home setting”.

 

For the life of Me, I could not process what She just said. I mean, it was f~~~ing mind blowing logic!. It’s as if an Alien came down to Earth and spoke to Me in it’s own Native Tongue. It would’ve been better off if she spoke f~~~ing Swahili to Me, then explained what She just said.

 

We BOTH agreed to meet at this Italian place, She’s a huge fan of Italian (She even cooks it pretty well). Then She says it would be a good idea if I cooked and we went to My Place?. Yeah, the Female Logic is something that is not only dumb, but oxymoronic  as well. Needless to say after that dinner, I never spoke to Her again.  Women don’t even know what they want for themselves. It’s even been documented that Lesbian couples are the most miserable couples and the most violent towards each other.

 

Not even WOMEN can understand WOMEN.

 

 

 

 

"If You have the Tooth of a Whale, You must have the Whale's Jaw to hold it". (i.e. One Must have the right qualifications for leadership) -Hawaiian Proverb

[RayBandakuParticipant]

Wow @keymaster, you have put a final nail in the coffin.  YouR explanation was out this world, that’s you are THE KEYMASTER.  Thank you for answering my question.  Also thank you @sammgtow for your amazing answer.  Both of you have enlightened me today in a very important way, I appreciate your help.  I may have known the answer in a subconscious way but I did not know how to put into right words.  Now I know.

Being married for 12 years and losing almost every thing in my divorce teaches me a lot about a woman but I never stop learning.  Normally they say “More I learn about some thing, I realize I don’t know any thing.”  When it comes to women, what I learned is: MORE I LEARN ABOUT WOMEN MORE I REALIZE I DON’T NEED TO LEARN ANY THING ABOUT WOMEN, WOMEN ARE IRRELEVANT TO MY HAPPINESS AND SUCCESS AS A MAN.   Amen.

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.

[KeymasterKeymaster]

Wow that’s tremendous. And very inspiring, Ray. The acknowledgements from the guys here has served as huge motivators, especially when a challenge presents itself. I will pass your message on to the others involved who are less visible. They will be thrilled. You can tell we are extremely passionate and that’s what matters to us.

We were active participants in the Manosphere and on other websites where the discussions were shut down and we HAD ENOUGH. It’s been a long time coming and we originally planed a 2010 launch (if you can believe it) of a first-class men’s interest website … so we have been collecting, creating, saving for years in the making – and finally unleashed last April.A big day for us, and a HUGE gamble considering the previous image of MGTOW.

This kind of comment from you means so much to us.
Thanks. And to Doc, You have been on fire.
Unable to reply as much as I wanted especially through the holidays (production comes first), but I read you with great enthusiasm.

If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.

INTRODUCTION
I am now 46, but from a very early age I was MGTOW but didn’t really know it. You see, I was raised by a bat s~~~ crazy, mentally ill, narcissistic mother who deprived me and my sister of the love of a well adjusted, upstanding daddy who loved us dearly with all of his heart. She was a 1970s feminist who used the tools of false allegations, shame, slander, and outright lies to make sure that my father never ever knew the joys and rewards of fatherhood. In my mother’s selfishness she made sure that me and my sister never knew anything better than the stigma of being raised as bastard children to a single mother on welfare.

As I grew into my late teens, I became aware of this my mother’s true nature. I also began to notice the true filthy nature of the human female in general. It was also during this time when I began to form my own relationship with my father.
During this period I became keenly aware of how broken, corrupt, dysfunctional and destructive the family court system had become. Even back in the 1970s, (when they divorced) the family court system was completely rigged against fathers and against the best interests of young children.

Nevertheless, in 1988 armed with a firm belief that “not all women are like that” I married the girl of my dreams. Within five years, this girl of my dreams literally became the monster of my nightmares. Luckily by this time I had become well versed in the dangers of marriage and had prepared accordingly. I had already taken steps to limit my exposure, and to deprive her and the state of any asset they wished to steal from me. By 1993 I had escaped this marriage with my reputation fairly intact , and with no children, and no alimony payments. Good for me!

Between 1994 and 2004 I went full MGTOW, gaining a reputation as a “player” and a “ladies man”, but in reality I was neither of those. Quite simply, I refused to play the game of “love and marriage” or perhaps more aptly named, “theft by proxy”…

Nevertheless, by 2004 I had built up a nice career in IT, and had acquired a few assets and a little nest egg for the future. And wouldn’t you know it, those damned marriage and family hormones started raging inside me again.

I decided to start looking for a really nice girl who had the potential to be my partner rather than my dependent. I finally found “the one”. We talked of planning for the future, of family, of building a financially stable retirement, and of growing old together. She was beautiful, intelligent, future focused and hard working. Or so she led me to believe.

After a respectable courtship we married, and I moved her and her daughter from another marriage into my home. The wedded bliss lasted exactly one week before I gazed upon the raging, violent head of Medusa. 13 days into the marriage I drove her out of my house (while I still could) and I filed for divorce the very next day. I later found out that every quantifiable thing she had told me about herself had been a lie. Her 800 credit score was actually in the mid 400s. She made less than half the salary she told me she made. Finally she had told me that she had a master’s degree when in fact she only had an associates degree from a junior college. Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho, back to MGTOW I go.

— — –TO BE CONTINUED HERE (WHEN HER PLANS FAIL MISERABLY)