Glutton for Punishment

[RRB31Participant 20]

I am starting to think that I really am the dumbest smart person around or that I am a glutton for punishment. Like my about me says, I have made the mistake of falling into the marriage game for the third and FINAL time. First time around I was a twenty-one year-old kid that thought he loved the woman but realized later I only married her because I wanted to get my dick wet and p~~~ my grandmother off. We got married the first week of February of ’08 and were separated by July (I was in Basic and AIT for the Army and she was at her first duty station). I found out just months later from a soldier that was in her unit before ending up in mine that she was on her back, landing gear up practically from day one. He said that she had a rep for being addicted to dick. The thing that killed me the most about it was that we were each other’s first. I should have learned my lesson from that. Did I? Obviously not. Like one poster here, I thought, “Maybe its me.” Like a fool I jumped back into the dating pool. Three years after I married woman one and two after we were divorced, I was married to number two. Something didn’t feel right after we were married but I didn’t know what. My red flag should have been when she caused me to get in trouble with my command by moving off base before we were married. I should have gone MGTOW right there but, I let the wrong head do the thinking. Fifteen months later divorce number two was final. Life was great. I was doing things my way, living life to what I felt was the fullest for me and it couldn’t have been better. This is before I knew what MGTOW was. I should have stayed that way. It just felt right. That’s when I made the mistake of listening to family members that were stuck in obviously miserable marriages start talking to me about how great marriage was. Thinking that, since they were my elders they knew what they were talking about, I stupidly rejoined the manginas. That was a mistake. Ten months after divorce two was final I was remarried to woman three and I am still married to her almost three years later. It was great at first (or so I thought). About a year later things changed completely. I was getting yelled at for “changing” and “not being romantic or doing romantic things anymore.” The thing is, I didn’t change. She did. I stopped buying the flowers and doing what she called “romantic stuff” because we had bills to pay. The bills were stacking up on an overpriced apartment and we couldn’t afford to do the stupid crap anymore. I was constantly berated for not agreeing with with certain lifestyles and orientations. I don’t care if someone is gay, bi or straight (she is bi- just so you guys know). I will treat them the same as everyone else, with the respect they deserve. I was/am constantly threatened with divorce like it is some kind of weapon when she doesn’t get her way about even the slightest thing. There were no kids with the first two marriages. This time around we have a son and now a daughter is on the way. She is determined that our kids will be raised “gender neutral” or else. She feels that since she “used to” have “gender identity” issues that our kids should be raised and dressed in a “gender neutral”/unisex manner/style until THEY choose for themselves one way or the other. If I or anyone else we know dares to tell her that she needs to lighten up and stop being so controlling she freaks out. Starts saying that my family doesn’t treat her like her family treats me (“They don’t treat me like family…boohoo.”). My family treats her like family, just not in the same way her family treats me. Big deal. People do things differently. What I would equate to a red pill the size of a coke can was forced down my throat a few days ago. She threatened divorce again. This time she was as militant about it as she is about other things (including feminism-every time I start punching holes in feminazi logic she spouts off with, “Be careful. You’re married to one of those feminazis.”). When I told her she was being ridiculous and needed to cool down she flipped. She said she should just sign the kids over to me and move in with her mum so that we can divorce-knowing full well that I have no way to provide a home for our son and our daughter when she is born (full time student on the GI Bill doesn’t go very far with a family when you can’t afford childcare so you can work). Then she goes off on a rant about how I could raise our son and she would raise our daughter (and something about who was a better parent). She has been using divorce as a weapon since the end of our first year of marriage. She only freaked and I got the big red pill when I called her on her bluff. Now I am just biding my time and plotting my escape for the day that I can get away with it without being made a wage slave to her. She is going to royally screw our kids up in the head if she keeps this going. Her best friend even went so far as to get on Facebook and call her out saying that she was being a, “Controlling-B” as her friend put it. Her response was basically, “Yep, I sure am and I am damned proud of it.” My one time feminazi sister who is now happily feminine, “Serving the D (as Red Pill Philosophy put it in a video I saw today)” of the guy she married, said that she needed to cool her s~~~. Generally, I don’t listen to her opinions. When she said that, I knew it was bad. That’s when I just about choked on that BIG red pill. It all finally made sense. Everything that I started to notice months ago up to now finally clicked! It is obviously too late to save up a s~~~ ton of money fast and get out without the kids and my already screwed up finances (thanks to cheating wife 2-which is odd, because this wife has been faithful in the religious and every other sense of the word-minus the threats of divorce of course) suffering a great deal. I am just biding my time until the kids are old enough and I can come up with a plan about that. The other night when she was freaking out she even said that I would raise our son and she would raise our daughter. No child-support involved because she didn’t need a man’s help if we were gonna split as she put it. I actually like the sounds of that as soon as I have enough money made to make my escape. I have already started distancing myself from her and her bulls~~~. I am looking forward to the day I can come home, strip down, smoke a Peterson Pipe with some Dunhill Nightcap INSIDE THE HOUSE while watching a good action movie & not having to worry about whether or not I have to answer to someone. I pretty much do what I want anyway now that I have tasted the bitter pill of reality. I am looking forward to having my own, private sanctuary again. After that long-winded introduction and explanation of why I am here you may now commence with the, “What a dumb ass” and other such reprimands for falling into the trap not once, not twice, but three times. Fully understand if you guys hammer me for letting myself fall into the major mangina trap so many times and chase me off. Anyway, that’s my intro and story. By the by, I am glad that I found this website with its resources and such. Great site!

If they've got tits or tires they ain't nothin' but trouble, lad.

[RoyDalParticipant]

Welcome! I too am glad you found this site!

Society asks MGTOWs: Why are you not making more tax-slaves?

[Anonymous 18]

Shift your focus from her. There’s you and your future goals. The kid(s), of course.

If you master yourself you can be zen while she has her fist up yours to get a reaction. Indifference is poison for women. Kill the bitch inside her and when she comes around remain indifferent.

It will take years but you will have your children to live and be happy for.

On an upside with that 3rd strike you won’t feel shafted. If it was your first marriage with kids, you’d feel a lot more unhappy.

Now you know a vagina with a marriage contract is Sahara desert.

AWALT.

And we are glad to have you here brother. Feel free to vent and share and anything else.

Bitches hunt together in packs in this day and age. Us men need a little (hell lot of a comradary). It’s the place to be.

Keep your cool man… And strike her as a mistake with a dose of realism and hardships for you for the next little while.

[RRB31Participant 20]

I can always hope like hell we win the lottery, pay off our debts and then BAM! Divorce with a 50/50 split on the bread and we follow her plan of I raise our son and she raises our daughter (don’t really care if she said it in anger). To borrow a line from “Grumpy Old Men,” “You can wish in one hand and crap in the other…” To be honest, I will probably work my ass off to try and get my business off of the ground, work on my novel (it’s my first so it may take a while) and just continue to go about my daily life. There are times where I find understanding others harder than for most people because I am high functioning autistic so I apologize in advance if I don’t understand something, take it the wrong way or commit a social faux pas. My son is showing signs of being so as well. We won’t know until he is old enough to be tested though. Plus side is that if I ever feel quidgy I can just play a solo on the skin flute with the fake pussy the woman told me to buy for when she didn’t feel like sex. Odd thing is that my drive was dropping and suddenly jumped once my son was born. Hers did the opposite. Thank goodness I bought the fakie. I will say that the more I read and learn here the less I think of MGTOW as Men Going Their Own Way and more as Men Being Men. Regardless of the name, it is great to see that I am not alone in being fed up with the PC, Feminazi, Female Victimization Mentality that is the cancer upon the society which great men of yore built. GEN/President Washington would be flipping in his grave if he knew what had become of the America he helped build. Thanks again for the welcome gents.

If they've got tits or tires they ain't nothin' but trouble, lad.

[The Manipulated ManParticipant 1856]

Welcome RRB31. Your path seems impossible but there are ways of getting through it. You did well by finding MGTOW. It is better to go in with your eyes open and have some idea of what you’re dealing with. And you are not alone.

Kids have been my Achilles’ heel. Some guys can just walk away, not me. Perhaps it is genetic programming from my ancestors who survived the ice age, but I bonded with mine and was stuck on a path that I was unwilling/ unable to change.

Our culture attacks any man who tries to raise a child by himself. I did it anyway. It was MY choice.

Home schooling was eventually the only option. Alas, all of the home school support groups and conferences are dominated by women.

My favorite material that I have enjoyed about home schooling is from a man. His name is John Holt (not John Gault):

http://www.johnholtgws.com/

Here are some quotes from John Holt’s reply to Dr. Jerome Bruner’s letter to the NY Review of Books:

“The proper business of the intellectual is to:

Make complicated ideas more simple, not simple ideas more complicated;

Make the real world more comprehensible, not less so.”

There are a handful of single men out there raising children. It happens and it can be done without becoming some woman’s White Night. Alas, most of the guys I know had their kids dumped on them because the mothers were drug addicts or too crazy to raise them.

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?

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