Dear brethren,
For years I have had a feeling, which urged me to pursue my dreams and find happiness. Now, I have never been married young, and now that I have witnessed 26 summers, I’m truly glad I never did.
I used to have a girl back in my hometown, my first girlfriend, whom I put on a pedestal. We broke up at one point, but I still sort of idolised her in a way. Six years have I spent pining and perishing to get back to her. All the while I had some girlfriends that failed to best her, and right now I’m doing and hanging out with a lass, no strings attached (yet). Now, I still idolise that first girlfriend, but only as she was. I don’t know how she is now. If she took after her mother, she might have become I fine woman by now. But alas, that is not for me to know. My memory of her is probably as good as it gets, so I dare not contact her anymore. That girl in my hometown is my muse, the woman she has become might be a total stranger. Simply walking forward was my only option.
One day, as if it was an epidemic, couples in my parents’ social circles started breaking up and divorcing each other left and right, like wildfire. I saw how emotionally crippled both individuals that made up each couple became. Looking back on their (multiple) decade-long relationship and child spawning, it rarely seems to have been worth the trouble. The men, as it was rarely the woman that actually brought in the stacks of green (or whatever colour bills your local currency upholds), bemoan the fact that they could have done so much more (or less) in life: starting businesses, traveling around the world, getting rich, living the easy life, and more were simply put aside for marrying a piece of ass and having her pump some spawn out for him to finance. In the end, none of the couples lived happily ever after. My parents are one of the few that are actually still together, though for mum it’s technically her second marriage, and they are seemingly as happy as an old couple can be.
For me, this divorce epidemic was a chance to peer through the looking glass. I’m 26, childless, close to finishing my first university master’s degree, starting my second master’s programme next month, working like hell in campus boards and committees to bolster my CV, developing my own website, and planning out a long-term career path. I have seen the way many men before me went, and it does not look like the life I want to lead. The way I’m going, my busy schedule could not even account for a dog (and I really, really love dogs), let alone children and a wife. On top of that, I want to build up a career, drive a nice car, have a nice house and preferably a high and steady income.
Thus, I stumbled upon the phenomenon of MGTOW. Though many terms, like hypergamy, were new to me, the concept was instantly recognisable. I have never been able to put certain patterns of phenomena in my life (the rise of feminism and divorce rates, present-day female behaviour, the male urge for procreation, etc.) into words. Thanks to a barrage of MGHOW YouTubers I came across, I have finally been educated and reaffirmed in my position on dating, relationships, children, and marriage. I now know what I want and in part how to get it as well. My choice since a few months is to take control over my life, be healthy and fit by working out and eating well, focus on my career, and live life to the fullest as I imagine it to be.
That means I need to promise myself a few things to escape the biggest money trap known to society.
1. Do not marry. Ever.
2. Do not have children. (Exception: the only way I will have children will not involve a female figure in my social circle that has any biological right or authority over them. Possible choices would be surrogacy, which I prefer, or adoption.)
3. Make sure that my stuff remains my stuff under any circumstance, this means no living together, no marriage (see 1.).
The thing is, I want more in life than just an average blue-pill life. I want to see the world, have a man cave (that being my house) and a fulfilling career. I have seen men go down a thorny path that really does not seem to be worthwhile anymore, and I dread walking it myself. I have thus made the previous promises for my own sake. To allow myself the freedom to find the “one thing” in my life that will make me happy. As William ‘Curly Bill’ Brocius said in the film ‘City Slickers’, I need to find that “one thing. Just one thing. You stick to that and the rest don’t mean s~~~”. I will find that one thing, and no man or woman will get in my way of achieving this goal.
I’m not forcefully cutting women out of my life, as I have a lot of female friends. I don’t feel that I have to give up friendships just for my look on life. If that were the case, most people alive would not have any friends whatsoever. Plus, I do still adore my mother, faults and all. I have decided that I will make her and dad proud by being successful in my career choices, becoming worldly through travel, and being happy with all the results. She might have to swallow the fact that she may not be a grandma or mother-in-law anytime soon, though.
May the odds be ever in your favour.
President Snow
P.S.: I’m not sure how active I will be on this forum, as I have a lot on my mind (as the preceding wall of text might already have implied), but I do love this initiative and this website. Not only is it a great place for MGTOW to meet and share: it looks darn fine, and the design and interface animations are truly striking!
Ashcroft 4 years, 5 months ago.
