A Long-Winded Introduction

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    Poete Maudit
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    I’m going to be very honest with this, far more honest than I ever would be in the ‘real world’.

    I am not entirely comfortable with being on this website yet, but I am going to give it a shot. In the worst case, I can always just leave. Again, I mean no offense, but I am being honest with you all. This is going to be long, and I can’t begin to offer a tl;dr version. I hope I’m not making a mistake.

    I hate women. Not publicly, of course, and I can appreciate pretty things, I love an ass in yoga pants as much as the next man. But I do hate them. I hate nearly everything about them, even the beauty, wasted as it is. Obviously, I do not want to hate women, I understand that it is not “healthy”, or whatever argument can be made. But I hate them nonetheless.

    It’s never been easy for me with women. Like many men, I grew up being taught to respect women and believing that if I was a good boy, I would be rewarded with one. Hell, I love the idea of Chivalry, knightly honour and all that, it’s a beautiful dream. I know that it’s all lies, but I’m getting ahead of myself. Like I said, I never had much luck with the ladies. I took a friend of mine to prom (we were both saxophone players), but that was really just for show, since the rural town I grew up in wouldn’t have allowed me to not go. And honestly, I did like her. I loved her. That night was all that 17 year-old me could have wanted, I even had my first kiss. But that’s all there is to that story (it’s been 10 years and last I heard she was still trapped in that one-horse town), and so I went to college….

    College was hard for me, I wasn’t prepared for the massive social changes and lack of parental oversight. I partied and such, but nothing interesting came from it, and all in all it was a sad two years of my life. I dropped out, my father all but disowned me, and I moved back to my mom’s ranch. I reconnected with that girl from school, but only over messaging, and nothing came of anything. After a year of that I moved to California and ran a business in the Bay Area. I met amazing people and I formed some of the strongest bonds of brotherhood you could imagine. I joined a band, partied like a rock star, finally lost my virginity at 22, and got up every morning to open shop and sell comic books. Honestly, I loved it. I was my own man, living my own life, by my terms. That freedom meant the world to me. But I didn’t have that one thing. That one thing that I had been told for years was the most important thing for a man to have.

    And then she walked into my life. It was like standing under a neon rendition of the Sistine Chapel being near her. Her smile made me want to weep tears of joy. Lancelot would have been jealous. She was 20, I was 23, and I showed her all the fun a young businessman could. Concerts, surfing, fancy dinners. I loved to share experiences with her, just sitting on the beach, watching the sunset with her; the world could have ended and I wouldn’t have cared. Jewelry and clothes, I showered her with gifts whenever I could. She was always bright and happy, always gracious, never asking for anything, never selfish. In hindsight, I never saw the warning signs. She wouldn’t meet my friends, didn’t meet my parents when she had the chance, even refused to join me at my best friend’s wedding. Oh, and her father liked me. Is that bad? I kinda miss that old man, come to think of it. Anyway, it all ended rather abruptly.

    We had been dating for about two years when all of a sudden, the sex went from good to horrible. I can’t really put it into words, but for any of you that have had bad sex, just unresponsive, unpassionate, and lazy, you know what I’m talking about. I slowly realized this, thought it was my fault, tried to see if I could fix it. Then one night, she, well, she tried to make me rape her. Now, I can say with pride that I did no such thing; I’m all for roughness, but there is a line I would never cross. It was too much for me, I knew in my mind that something was wrong, that things were off in a serious way. Then she disappeared. Poof. Into the Aether.

    A week or so after the “forcibly screw me while I tell you ‘no’ and then get p~~~ed when you won’t” incident, I couldn’t get a hold of her. One month went by. Zero Contact. I tried. I did everything one would do within reason, stopping short of filing a missing person’s report. Then she showed up at my work one day. Out of the blue. I was shocked, to say the least, but I kept my cool and we went and got a coffee. She was chipper as could be, no inclination of any problems. She told me about how she had met this great guy and so on and so forth. Honestly, I was dumbfounded. Years of living in polite society stopped me from losing my mind, and she left after about an hour. I know that sounds insane. It still feels insane to type it.

    Well, I didn’t take it well once I got home and the shock set in. I spent the next month indulging in every vice I could. I spent that first week nearly black-out drunk. I didn’t go home, I didn’t change clothes, I had sex with at least four women (that I remember), two of whom were good friends of mine at the time. I burned through a few thousand dollars in cocaine, booze, and anything else that would make the pain stop. When I had to go back to work, I cleaned myself up and did so. All in all, my social life and professional life survived without a scratch. I cried in the shower every morning for a year.

    The business moved locations, I bought a condo. Then my business partner stabbed me in the back and I was laid off after five years of loyal service. I mourned for a month and got a new job. I worked with lots of women at my new job. I started to become friendly with them, almost became “one of the girls”, if you will. Around Christmas time, I hooked up with one of my co-workers and her friend after a show. Bucket list, scratch one. Granted, I would never had gotten involved with a co-worker, but I just didn’t give a damn. And I have a weakness for redheads. I kept hooking up with her, we’d sneak off to a stockroom and f~~~ on a lunch break, she’d come over on a Sunday morning and we’d get wasted and make my neighbors file a noise complaint. She was fun, best I’ve ever had in the sack. She also had a boyfriend. I knew, of course, and I didn’t care. Then, one day, it was over. She refused to talk to me, shot me nasty looks, and quit about a month later. I shrugged and moved on, too bitter to care. It never became gossip at work, I don’t think so anyway. I worked hard, got promoted, and moved on.

    I’m good at making friends, acquaintances at the least. One of the girls I worked with had a real piece of s~~~ for a boyfriend, used to pick her up for lunch drunk, had security called on him more than once (they thought he was a hobo), and that’s not even to say the stories she would tell. Now, she was attractive, little petite thing, but I had decided to not do anything about it. Just treat her like any other person. We’d all listen to her sob stories (all the girls had some), I’d give her advice on occasion (as one of the only straight men there), and so on. One night he forgot to pick her up from work, so I gave her a lift home (I’m not going to have a rape victim on my conscience), but again, I was professional to a tee. Then he left her. She sobbed and sobbed, I offered a shoulder, gave her encouragement, was a good ‘friend’. And then one day, about a week later (‘and then one day’ is becoming a catchphrase at this rate) she became a complete and total c~~~. Not just to me, but everyone. But there was extra venom directed at me. Then the meetings with HR came, the prodding questions trying to get me to admit to sexual harassment. Thankfully, my sterling job performance and charm saved me. The last straw was when I was called in and accused of putting my phone number in her cell phone, something that I informed them I had no way of accomplishing. I was given the choice of resigning or being fired. I chose to leave with some dignity. I lost my nerve once I got home, realized my life was a pointless waste of time, and considered suicide. Then I woke up one morning (after smoking I don’t even know how much pot) and realized what I had to do. I sold the condo, I moved away from the area, and I went back to college. That was six months ago.

    I’m happier now, happy as I can pretend to be, anyway. I haven’t been with a woman since I moved (a long-overdue one night stand with a married friend) and honestly I’m super okay with that. But I hate them now. I would never do anything, obviously, but whenever I have to deal with a woman, be she waitress, classmate, or friend’s significant other, I just want to her to go away, by excessive force, if required. The contempt I feel is alarming, it saddens me, and it bothers me to my core. I don’t want to hate anyone, but I hate women more than anything now. I can’t see a female doctor, can’t take a class with a female professor, I even left a bar when the bartenders were all women.

    So, why did I write all that? I don’t know, honestly. I guess I’m tired of hating. I’m not looking for pity, none of that was supposed to be a sob story, I just feel that I had to tell it. I feel like you men understand me, probably more than I do. I feel like you can help me be a better man, the man I want to be; independent, confident, and proud to be my own man. Maybe I’m wrong, in which case, I’ll ask that all this be deleted. If this was all too much for this introduction forum, I apologize. If you actually read all this, I’m impressed. I don’t think my ‘plight’ is unique, I don’t think I’m alone. I think I have kindred spirits here that can show me the light. I think I’ve waxed philosophical far too long.

    #259901
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    Anonymous
    5

    Welcome and thanks for the intro.

    I hate women.

    That’s quite a burden to carry.
    Women can’t help being women any more than men can help being men.
    I hope you can eventually accept it was your belief system in women and a denial or ignorance of their nature that caused your pain.

    Oh, and her father liked me. Is that bad?

    It usually means you’re the first non-chad thunderc~~~ she’s dated.

    all of a sudden, the sex went from good to horrible.

    This was when she met and started f~~~ing the next guy.

    Stop drinking the KoolAid that your self worth and happiness depends on somebody else, especially a woman. You’ll get milked like a cow if you do, and you’ll be sacrificed like one if you stop producing milk or she she thinks she can get a cow that produces more milk.
    Base your belief system on the women you’ve dealt with and the experiences of others.
    Concentrate on yourself and do what you need to and want to do.
    The only place happiness ever came from, or will ever come from is from within.

    #259908
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    Experienced
    experienced
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    Welcome to MGTOW.
    It’s good for you to get all of it off your chest.
    It’s good for us to participate in the privilege of helping you as you already have helped others by going over your predicament.
    One technique that has aided me on the journey of sorts is the phrase spoken to myself of, “Don’t hate. Don’t.” I say this to myself when women pull their blatant games e.g. basically coming to the gym or anywhere, with spray paint for clothes.
    It’s a distraction, they know it, then “don’t” kicks in because allowing them the power of ‘making’ you react, …. will suck the life out of you.
    With time your well justified anger will wane to indifference to nothing. They will attempt to get under your skin, but, “don’t.”
    The current state of the marriage trap screams avoid it or proceed at your own peril. Wish it were, “Now that you’re at mgtow the skies stay deep blue, the sun always shines, birds chirping etc.” That’s not the case, but much better this, than the industrial shredder alternative of staying blue pill til ruination is locked in.
    Music may be a diversion. Improving at it can be quite satisfying.
    Sounds like your parents split;that doesn’t help things.
    Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that all of the guys here, except for you, lost their virginity at 12 years old and have bedded at least one million women. Just kidding.
    You’ll soon learn to ignore the,” this is the one” syndrome when meeting women. The aura/angels singing/light increasing etc. is all in your head… or scrotum.
    We are driven to procreate by Design, but the courts have turned it into a slaughterhouse so best to avoid it unless you’ve got numerous lawyers on both sides proving no duress, no insanity, etc. for a Tom Leykis style prenuptial, but even then, no guarantees.
    When the sex goes to hell in a hand basket she is f~~~ing someone else. When it’s gone to hell and they want to desperation f~~~, rape f~~~, etc. they want to trick you into thinking you’re the father. When they disappear for a while, it’s to the abortion clinic with Chad’s unborn baby that won’t be supported by you.
    Without Spiritual/Mental/Physical balance, your life will be unstable. With only mental, you become “mental”. Consistent intense physical activity defeats depression and makes you keener thought wise. I recommend Christianity – pure Christianity. Many will disagree, but it works for many. One guy here wrote how his dad said, “There is a God, and he’s not you.” As with many spiritualities, the light comes when you truthfully apply it to ….yourself. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him and he will make your paths straight.”
    Many women want men “in all their ways to acknowledge women or her” this is akin to [after many many hours of watching championship dart throwers hit that seemingly impossible goal] throwing a dart at the dartboard tail end first. I’ve never seen ANY guys do it that way on TV and have concluded that putting the tail first interferes with goal attainment, or totally derails it.
    Women parallel putting cargo and passengers on an aircraft while it is on the assembly line. Nowadays, even when finished, it’s 50/50 success/fail rate at the very best, and women do 80 to 90 percent of the divorcing, then you get destroyed in court financially, and in many cases temporarily emotionally crippled.
    Beware the woman who baits you with the old fashioned [non-existent] marriage so she can immediately have half your stuff and then some, with the actual version. Hope this helps.
    BILL BURR, SAM KINESON, TOM LEYKIS

    "It seems like there's times a body gets struck down so low, there ain't a power on earth that can ever bring him up again. Seems like something inside dies so he don't even want to get up again. But he does."

    #259936
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    Constantine
    Constantine
    Participant
    4417

    Welcome Poete. That was quite a story. I for one like meaty posts, they’re very engrossing. My introduction was pretty long when I first came here, so I’d never begrudge somebody else for doing the same – if anything it’s always great to see new members trust the site that much (the only annoying thing is when they don’t use paragraphs, creating a giant block of text that’s harder to read). You obviously had a lot to vent, and doing so to MGTOW is a lot healthier than holding it in.

    I don’t hate women. I’m not particularly crazy about them, and I certainly don’t need one in my life, but I don’t hate them. But I don’t think that it’s bad to have an angry spell, as long as you’re not hurting anyone. The very first response that I ever got was from RoyDal, who said that getting angry is natural. I’ve gone through phases where I did nothing but hate, and felt better afterwards for the exertion. The same may happen for you. Just keep working hard and looking to the future, and if you busy yourself enough, hate won’t be on your mind all the time.

    To see what is in front of one's nose requires a constant struggle. -Orwell

    #259937
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    It seems like you’re confusing the cognitive dissonance of ingesting the red pill with hatred. I went through a similar struggle, where I thought I hated women as well. Hate requires energy, attention, effort, and women are not worth hating. You can hate their behaviors, but understand that their behaviors come from their damaged characters, and there’s NOTHING you can do to fix them.
    So use the power of the information contained within these forum posts, and learn from our mistakes & yours to become a better man.
    Thank you for your candor, and welcome.

    When women lead, destruction is the destination. -- Me.

    #259968
    +2

    Your Introduction was long but you had a lot to say I read the whole thing it was a good read I could feel your pain and dissapointment in these women who from what I was reading were playing you.

    It sounded like these women would trade a free meal, come gifts, for sex. If they needed a sounding board you were available to listen to their problems and again in return they rewarded you with sex.

    I also imagine they would tell stores about you making things up along the way to try to one up one of the other women why they were talking too, like most women she probably made it sounded very scandilous along the way to where her lies made you look bad to other women.

    I still believe women need to be left alone if they want to be with a man let them make the first move Not YOU. You have too much to lose from being told you raped her, or got angry with her kind of like Kobi Bryant did when this woman who went up to his room had sex with them then said she was “raped” all lies.

    I am glad your doing well, My advice is to focus on You, and your money
    what blood is to a shark a mans bank account is to a woman it’s all they care about at least that is my strong opinion. Women cry in one way or another because they can’t find that guy with a large bank account.

    They do this by saying they are underpaid, not looked at as a respected worker because of their sex BS like that but it all is because they are still looking for in their eyes the good men You know the ones with the big bank accouts they can get a hold of through marriage, sex, children just so they can get paid for not working with Alimony & Child support as well as having the opportunity of taking 1/2 of his estate.

    Stay Focused, Stay Strong and Stay Safe Brother.

    #259979
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    Einherjar
    Einherjar
    Participant
    608

    Welcome mate, and thank you for sharing your story! Venting your inner-most thoughts like you have done here is truly healthy, as keeping it to yourself quite often becomes unbearable after a time.

    Also, it may be safe to say that many here on these forums have at one point been in the same boat as you have. There is unfortunately very little education for boys growing up these days regarding female nature, a nature so very different from our own. Indeed, we have the divorce-rate and alienation of fathers to thank for that neglect. And so this site is one of very few places where men may come to vent their frustration and share both knowledge and experiences. I hope you will learn that everyone here is willing to assist you in making the most out of your life, helping you on the path of which you have chosen for yourself.

    And your frustration over women, this hate you carry over them, is luckily only a phase. I say luckily, since (and as pointed out by others here) hate is an energy-consuming thing to do. This rage is more commonly called the redpill-rage, and it is usually the first reaction most men have after swallowing the redpill. This redpill-rage should not be nourished too much though, as it have a way of diverting your focus and clouding your thoughts at a time when you are in the process of changing your surroundings.

    The mindset and nature of women is nothing like we thought it was when we grew up. The age of chivalry and knightly codes are dead and gone. Hypergamy, the governing trait in all females, has gone rampant in this modern age. When in the past it was contained and kept in check, it is now being nourished and glorified as a good trait for women to have.

    All a man can do is to walk away, while carving out a new path in his wake… his very own road to happiness! Best of luck to you mate, know that you may always come here every time you meet an obstacle on the road.

    Cheers!

    The worst form of inequality is to try to make unequal things equal - Aristotle (384 - 322 BC)

    #260009
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    John Woods 13
    John Woods 13
    Participant
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    But I hate them now. I would never do anything, obviously, but whenever I have to deal with a woman, be she waitress, classmate, or friend’s significant other, I just want to her to go away, by excessive force, if required. The contempt I feel is alarming, it saddens me, and it bothers me to my core. I don’t want to hate anyone, but I hate women more than anything now. I can’t see a female doctor, can’t take a class with a female professor, I even left a bar when the bartenders were all women.

    This is what is referred to as red pill rage. It will stay with you for a while, but you will eventually get past it. You just need to keep your wits about you and stay focused and rational, which you seem to be anyway. There is a lot of information on here that can help you deal with rush of feelings. But one thing is sure, that we are here to support each other, so feel free to ask.
    Welcome!

    The answer is NO. “I could but I won’t”. Memini murum!

    #260019
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    The Manipulated Man
    The Manipulated Man
    Participant
    1856

    I am not entirely comfortable with being on this website yet

    PM,

    What’s your problem with MGTOW?

    Maybe you haven’t read, listened, or viewed enough of the MGTOW material posted on this site and on YouTube?

    Perhaps reading the horrific s~~~ that other men have been through in Gynocentric hell is f~~~ing with your head?

    In the worst case, I can always just leave.

    Do you really want to go back to Blue Pill hell?

    Here are some things that came up for me as I read your introduction:

    Wow! What a great bunch of replies. MGTOW’s are outstanding.

    Woman are dangerous.

    Woman are destructive.

    Woman are evil.

    The magnificent MGTOW’s who have had a life free of woman are the best of us. I have known a few of these natural born MGTOW’s in my life and the time spent with them has been the most rewarding and enlightening. They regularly speak of kind hearted things which is often above me and at some level I know they speak the truth. The influences of these wonderful MGTOW’s are the reason I asked you those four pointed questions above.

    Alas, I am a different sort of MGTOW. My work, lifestyle, and interests which I stubbornly cling to, from teaching science/ engineering to playing the Saxophone, bring me in contact with woman and their institutions. Like a Heroin addict, I am damaged and f~~~ed up whenever I deal with woman.

    C~~~s can still somehow manipulate me, even with everything I know, even with all of my “Game” and masculine power, even with all of my experiences, and even in my fifties.

    My soul has been diminished and despoiled by every interaction with woman.

    Yes, I admit it, I hate woman too. They already had too much power before we gave them the vote. Now they are monsters (see poster below). I try to limit my exposure to them. And I am aware of my addiction to them.

    Those are just my harsh views and you may find many other men on this web site making similar claims. But, NEVER confuse them with MGTOW.

    So far, I have been fortunate that MGTOW tolerates my Misogyny. Yes, it is ugly.

    Where else are men allowed to vent their frustration with woman?

    MGTOW is NOT a woman hater’s club.

    I hope that I will become more like my enlightened MGTOW brothers.

    Nevertheless, I can relate to everything you shared about yourself, how you responded in your “relations~~~s,” and the work related s~~~ you had to deal with.

    Overall, I enjoyed your introduction. I hope you choose to stick around and participate in the Forums.

    What happens when a man finally comprehends the cold and calculating thoughts that are going through a woman's mind, while her eyes are brimming with tears?

    #260054
    +3
    Poete Maudit
    Poete Maudit
    Participant
    9

    Thanks to all who have responded, I appreciate the open and welcoming atmosphere. I feel like a weight has been lifted, like I can stand a little taller knowing that I am not alone in my thoughts, that I’m not an anomaly.

    Oh, and her father liked me. Is that bad?

    It usually means you’re the first non-chad thunderc~~~ she’s dated.

    all of a sudden, the sex went from good to horrible.

    This was when she met and started f~~~ing the next guy.

    I never thought about it that way, but in hindsight, yeah, I was. Also, that’s a disturbing thought, like putting on someone else’s dirty underwear. And to think, I assumed I was at fault. How foolish I was.

    No, you/we do not get a woman as we all thought. Oh, how that p~~~es off the lizard brain.

    See yourself as lucky. Imagine sitting in front of a lawyer trying to get your freedom back.

    Hahaha, oh lizard brain, you son of a bitch.

    I am lucky that I dodged the bullet of becoming trapped forever, I was planning on having her move in with me, really start to move things ‘forward’. Never had the chance to bring it up before the end, that’s a blessing in disguise. I was almost a slave.

    It’s good for us to participate in the privilege of helping you as you already have helped others by going over your predicament.

    Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that all of the guys here, except for you, lost their virginity at 12 years old and have bedded at least one million women. Just kidding.

    When the sex goes to hell in a handbasket she is f~~~ing someone else. When it’s gone to hell and they want to desperation f~~~, rape f~~~, etc. they want to trick you into thinking you’re the father. When they disappear for a while, it’s to the abortion clinic with Chad’s unborn baby that won’t be supported by you.

    There’s so much to unpack in what you said, thank you for sharing all that with me. Really makes me think. I know you’ve all heard it before, but it’s so jarring to step out of the cave, take the red pill. I’m relieved to find brothers waiting to help me walk.

    There is unfortunately very little education for boys growing up these days regarding female nature, a nature so very different from our own. Indeed, we have the divorce-rate and alienation of fathers to thank for that neglect.

    The mindset and nature of women is nothing like we thought it was when we grew up. The age of chivalry and knightly codes are dead and gone. Hypergamy, the governing trait in all females, has gone rampant in this modern age. When in the past it was contained and kept in check, it is now being nourished and glorified as a good trait for women to have.

    All a man can do is to walk away, while carving out a new path in his wake… his very own road to happiness! Best of luck to you mate, know that you may always come here every time you meet an obstacle on the road.

    Are there any truths worth knowing that don’t burn? It is unfortunate that we can’t be better educated from the start.

    What’s your problem with MGTOW?

    Maybe you haven’t read, listened, or viewed enough of the MGTOW material posted on this site and on YouTube?

    Perhaps reading the horrific s~~~ that other men have been through in Gynocentric hell is f~~~ing with your head?

    Do you really want to go back to Blue Pill hell?

    Yes, I admit it, I hate women too. They already had too much power before we gave them the vote. Now they are monsters (see poster below). I try to limit my exposure to them. And I am aware of my addiction to them.

    MGTOW is NOT a woman hater’s club.

    Apologies, I don’t have a problem, per say, just an air of caution. This sort of thing is new to me.

    I have not. I am learning though.

    If anything, reading their tales brings me relief. The world paints such a deceptive picture of relationships, knowing that I’m not the odd man out takes adjustment.

    Hahaha, no, I would never go back. That was just me being down on myself, something I already think is unlikely to continue.

    I’ve always seen it as an addiction. Even when I was in a relationship, I always felt that tug of desperation, like I needed my fix. How terrifying it is.

    To the others that I did not mention explicitly, thank you. I understand that anger is part of the process, I feel like that’s going to make the eventual peace of mind all the sweeter.

    #260075
    +2
    Killmandrill
    Killmandrill
    Participant
    497

    Welcome!

    Nice intro Poete.
    You should not waste to much energy in hating, try to be indifferent. Women are not worth the effort that it takes to hate, just ignore and block them.
    Have a weakness for redheads too just like you, one of my female colleagues is always hitting on me (she´s a redhead) loudly asking me out in front of my colleagues and constantly provoking a reaction. She always gets a “NO” on her requests… she´s indifferent to me, yet being attractive… but “NO”.
    Don´t get weak again and you should be fine.

    Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent. Friedrich Nietzsche

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