Just some insight into my relationship history/red pill moments….

1) In my early 20’s I had been living with a girl for almost 2 years. During a discussion, the usual “What have you done for me lately” comment came out of her mouth….  As I thought to reply, I had realized that I had spent two thirds of my monthly salary on her in just the last two weeks. I proceeded to explain to her all of what I had done for her. Then  I asked her what she had done for me, her reply “I f~~~ you”. Her reply definitely put everything fully into perspective. I then asked her to explain to me what the difference was between her and a prostitute? Her answer included something incomprehensible during a fit of rage. It is funny looking back….

Next relationship red pill, not so funny….

I had been dating this girl for almost a year. She was at the point where she was leaving clothing etc at my place. The sex was amazing and I found out why when an old friend let me know that they had heard that my gf had been a prostitute in several countries around the world…. I asked her and she confirmed some of the details. This is something that would have been great to know at the beginning of the relationship..   Other parts of her story included hard drug use, two visits to rehab for sexual addiction, drug dealing, conning boyfriends, and a horrible history of sexual abuse when she was young.

I went to my doctor for the full meal deal STD testing and was clean, Dodged a bullet there.

Our relationship was rocky after discovering her past. All of the strange inconsistencies of her stories about who she was visiting etc were now causing me concern. This came to a head when we she claimed she was going to visit her brother and then I coincidently bumped into her and her ex boyfriend going for breakfast the next morning. As I bumped into my Eskimo brother, I asked him if he was the one who called her the morning before at 8am, he replied yes, then he asked me how I knew and I explained that I had just finished f~~~ing her. My Eskimo brother engaged me in an intelligent conversation while she ran out of the restaurant screaming. He was in tears and claimed that he worked out of town and that he considered her his girlfriend. I explained my side of the story and gave him an honest decision that I did not live that way and that she would no longer be in my life.

Now to her games seeing as both of us men were presumably out of the picture….

Yelling and kicking at my door until I made the mistake of letting her in to say her peace..  I calmly explained that I would be leaving the country for school and that the relationship was not going to work. She replied by telling me “If you think that you are going to leave me and go to school then I am going to ruin your life”. She proceeded to hit herself in the head multiple times,. Then she told me she was going to tell the cops. She did. She had me charged with assault which delayed my schooling. She broke into my house several times, stole electronics including my cell phone. She called every single female number on it to explain that she was my gf. She hacked my hotmail account which is gone forever. She had a former pimp/dope dealer call and threaten to “take care of  the  problem”, she also threatened to kill or hire someone to kill me. She pulled a pregnancy abortion blackmail on me, during this time she stabbed me with a fork and I endured several physical beatings. Part of the blackmail was that if I didn’t see her then she would not have the abortion, this was during the time that I was charged and it was illegal for me to be anywhere near her. She also threatened to make up more accusations if I didn’t see her. This was the worst thing I have ever had to endure. I tried every legal channel during this time and there was nothing anyone would do for me, the law protects the fragile innocent female. Even with her clear and obvious footprints on the dents in my front door, with a broken door-jam, the police still wouldn’t consider charging her.

In her psychotic and unexplainable attempt to win me back, I convinced her to have the abortion. Maybe I did a solid for my Eskimo brother, who knows? She went into the police station and admitted that she had lied in her accusations and the charge against me was dropped. I enquired into having her charged for false allegations and the police had no interest in pursuing any charges against her. In Canada, it has taken years to finally have everything (all her false allegations) removed under a vulnerable sector check, and yes this has caused me issues and almost cost me my job. The law is entirely against males.

I am proud to find Mgtow. I must admit, coming across Tom Leykis in 2003 also really helped shape my life…. Heed the warnings young Mgtow, women can be very dangerous….I got deactivated after the pregnancy blackmail, I never had any interest in children anyway… I live a great single life,  including lots of travel, and I never miss an opportunity to spot a red flag. Great job everyone, and a big thank you for creating this community.

It’s safer as MGTOW

Ha.. you didn’t dodge just a bullet man. That bitch sounds like an agent. Well done.

Don’t try to love the NAWALT. That’s impossible. Instead…only try to realize the truth.

There is no NAWALT.

I was charged without them even asking me my side of the story. T<span style=”line-height: 1.5;”>he police did not consider any part of my story whatsoever. </span>

he police did not consider any part of my story whatsoever.

Behind “every woman” is a strong police officer man, with even stronger man slammer laws, with even more stronger feminist judicial awards!

Everybody makes out better; the judge “gets paid”, the cop “gets paid”, the lawyer “gets paid”, the jailer “gets paid”, the woman “gets paid”.

But one of them must sacrifice to make all the payments, guess who that is? You guessed right! The man! He not only doesn’t get paid, he pretty much gets f~~~ed! And his only recourse; smile and take it like a real man! F~~~ that! Shove the MGTOW C~~~ right up all their asses, and blow a f~~~ing load!

NO, you bend over, it’s “MY TURN!”