Greetings MyJourney Part 1

[darreljamesonParticipant 57]

Hello all,

I believe different parts of what led me here may be helpful for somebody, and I really hope they will be. It is very late/early here, but the site repairs are done and I’ve been anxious to post. I am 32, have spent most of my life in school (United States), finished a doctorate in chemistry and have been a paid post-doc for a short time while I look for a professor position, publish more papers, ect. You would think, or at least I thought, that it was time for the good life to start with regards to women, but I was sorely disappointed to find that they only care about how much you will spend on them this instant. However, I need to back the truck up and start from the beginning. This is presented in Chapters because it is waaaaaaayyyy too long.

Ch. 1 Overview–
I was married about 1.5 years and this was about 6-7 years ago during my masters. I probably settled for her because I had had few girlfriends in high school and basically none in college (too busy, and seemed invisible to them anyway). I was 100% blue pill, wanted to find the right woman, start a family. That didn’t work out. I had no kids and no property as a grad student for her to steal except our joint account I had saved in for us to find a new place (she stole that), and I left her lazy (beyond my imagination) ass. My repeat girlfriend afterwards was worse (unbelievably), lying, thieving, drugging, in spite of my rather unconventional means of taming that s~~~ back down periodically. I had started to decide that just paying for sex when needed was cheaper than maintaining a girlfriend, even just a female f~~~buddy. I also started considering just waiting ’til I got to where I was going, then buying strippers/hookers at whim and not bothering to love any because if any woman wanted to “claim” me, she should’ve shown interest before I got a high paying job with my degrees (as I was hitting all the benchmarks).

When I started my post-doc, I felt I had a bit more money and I found that I was extremely good at karaoke. This and female flirting at bars and such gave me what turned out to be false hope that I finally could get noticed, but I found that their flirting always led to some bs excuse at the end of the night and was like “wtf?” I felt that no matter how skilled, promising, or talented I was, no woman, even those I had been with, even my ex-wife, had actually wanted me, not the way I loved and wanted them. Basically these women wanted a walking talking atm or a limitless credit card! I felt there were two options: either I was incapable of being loved or women were biologically incapable of having the feelings a man has for a woman.

Ch. 2 My ex-wife
My ex-wife had high ambitions and seemed to know what she wanted: Me, shared power, independence, and children. However she failed out of classes due to skipping them, even after I took out student loans to pay for her to go back. She would not keep a job more than a week for same reason (telemarketer, picture taker at a shop at the mall), her tax returns showed she made 120 dollars in a whole year. She wouldn’t bother applying for fast food because she didn’t want to be in the heat. She would trash the house snacking while playing WoW the whole day straight. The only thing she wanted was pregnancy, but she was rather infertile due to polyps, thank God, and didn’t conceive. Sex simply was not enough…I needed to feel like she would at least show some token effort to help with something, either inside or outside the home, instead of procrastinating everything til I did it for her. How could she take care of a baby when she wouldn’t even take care of herself?
She agreed that this was unacceptable, but wouldn’t change it. Then agreed that maybe some of the kinky play that we liked to enjoy could be used in a more disciplinarian fashion to motivate her to keep her promises to do a chore instead of repeatedly procrastinating it. She felt bad that I told her I no longer believed a word she said due to the constant lies to help out around the house, which she never would, and we agreed that consequences could help. This is a pretty radical notion these days, I know, but it did get her to at least do the laundry and make dinner once or twice a week. Heck, I even got her to clean once, though dishes somehow always eluded her. and no, I hated being the bad guy either nagging, yelling, or even spanking her to get one iota of effort, like an hour of chores, 2 days a week. No, that is not how often I disciplined her, just how often I asked for a specific chore to get done by the time I got home or there would be consequences AND she would have to do the chore after that. It was either this or I was out of there, and she was TERRIFIED of my just leaving her ass…I should have left sooner, but she did start doing two chores a week (not bad for room and board, not to mention sex with her fat ass for children she WANTED, right?).

Disclaimer, I abhor the idea of hitting kids in any way, and would only even consider using spanking as a backup for refusing to go to time-out when they have already refused to abide by the first warning to quit doing something. I think it is hypocritical and ignorant at best, seconded by an ego boost for the parent having put them in their place, followed 3rd by a vent for the parents’ frustration, and fourth by the parent getting sadistic or sexual pleasure out of it. And no, I did not bruise her nor make her sob, as the point was not to injure, just a desperate attempt to get her to show an inkling of responsibility after months of nagging and arguments had no effect…and yes, she agreed that this was a preferable alternative to me giving her the cold shoulder for weeks of being a complete deadbeat leech.
I could not get a job right away after my masters in chem because it was 2010, and despite the bleating for a year from the news that things were getting better, I was lucky to get an email that too many laid off chemists with years of experience had applied for the entry level, bachelor of science requiring positions. I was applying through several temp services for professional as well as on my own, and there was nothing skilled available. So, I moved to Oklahoma where the economy was supposedly better, where her parents lived (YUUUGE MISTAKE!) So now that we would not find time alone for old agreements to be held; she procrastinated off everything, even applying for a job, until mommy took care of everything for her. This left her free to watch tv all day with her equally spoiled mother, who did keep the house clean…but no one was allowed to dirty it in any fashion anyway. I mean shoes off at door, only eat at kitchen table, clean up any mess yourself immediately; all her mother really did was vacuum once in awhile and load the dishwasher while the dad worked all day. I got two fast food jobs, worked 55 hr a week, and paid some money to her parents for feeding her fat ass, and tried to settle the credit card she had run up wanting me to take her shopping or out to eat back when I was finishing my masters.
Around that time, I found out I got into a doctorate program that would start the next school year, and would pay significantly better than my masters. However, I got gout from being on my feet all the time and chugging down 3 large gas station coffees a 14-16 hr work day, then replaced one fast food job with walmart overnights. Damn that sucked. The only good thing was that you worked so hard that time flew by and they had some extra smoke breaks built in, and you sweated off plenty of weight stocking shelves and moving all that freight every night. I kept myself nearly high on pain killer at work to numb my foot to a dull ache with every step. I’d finish walmart in the morning then head to Wendy’s for that shift, then eat and go to sleep an hour or two later to wake up and do it again. I needed to save up money because her dad was losing his job and moving, which meant I needed deposit and first months rent, not to mention moving.
My ex-wife, caring not for me at all, had held onto the job apps (I shamed her mother into forcing her to pick up) for weeks before I found out and shamed her mother into taking her to drop off while I was, of course, at work. The last straw came when we had to move out, as her dad had been forced to quit his job and take severance pay to move in search of a new job. I was to work the next 3 days at double shift, and she wouldn’t stop arguing with me that she didn’t have time to pack during those 3 days because she needed to spend time with her mother before her parents moved away. I faced the prospect of doing this and all the packing before her parents would move at the end of the 3rd day, and decided I would rather toss my stuff in the car and drive 14 hours back to my parents house to await the start of the school year and the program that would pay me to teach part time and earn a higher degree. I told her to move back in with me once I started the program, because then I wouldn’t mind supporting her deadbeat ass. While I was packing, she got hysterical, then took off with her mother to go steal half the money I’d saved from the bank. When my 2nd job check deposited electronically, she stole that too. This sealed the deal that I would never let her back into my life, as I will not tolerate theft nor lying because I do neither.

See part 2

Before you say NAWALT, condemn those women publicly; it's like a signal flare to the good men you can't find. But. first...stop being THAT girl.

[Anonymous 0]

Your Story is GREAT!! Its REALLY F~~~ED UP! I believe every word you are writing. Please continue.

[darreljamesonParticipant 57]

Part 2

Ch. 3 Things could not possibly be worse, right?
So I was doing the doctorate graduate program and this girl wanted to date me. Then it turned out she wasn’t doing too well and was moving back in with her parents, but didn’t want to. I had a spare room and agreed to let her stay there. Always playing the f~~~ing hero I guess. People don’t understand how guys could have low standards like that, but when girls generally ignore you and you spend months, no years, without a girlfriend because you are invisible, friendzoned, etc, then it is like that. I had maybe one decent girl I dated before my ex in my masters (and also one other habitual liar), 1 nonsexual, kindofbutnotreally girlfriend during 4 years of bachelors, and two during highschool (only 1 attractive), but each of these only lasted a month or two. Only 2 of them seemed like decent human beings once I got past casual acquaintance stage.
So, back to the ex-girlfriend. She always had emergencies, and I tried to help her out. I started loaning her money, and her mom would pay me back. She would get further and further behind as her mother would agree to pay an amount back, and she would borrow it again before I got that check. It was just never enough, and she would grudgingly give BJs when I was like, “I don’t have money to spend on myself because I’m waiting to get it back, and you are trying to borrow more?” I eventually got tired of the constant begging for money and constant excuses why she needed it, and really couldn’t afford to be out like 1500 dollars constantly, or more like 2k. I needed the money for a trip that I would later be reimbursed for, a conference, and I could not give her the money. So ordered novelty checks with my info, which she must have stolen one of my checks to get, and wrote them to herself. I got her ass thrown in jail.

Ch. 4 2nd chances? NEVER give 2nd chances!
When this girl got out on probation and got settled in with her dad, like a year later, she arranged through a mutual friend to pay me back part of the money, then she wanted to move back in with me and get a second chance. I had not had any dating success at all in the meantime, and I thought it would be unfair to tell her no after she did pay me back. Screw that, I had no obligation to let this POS back into my life, but I felt bad for her because the cops in Detroit were so corrupt and all the crap they did to her.

I saw the list of all the tacked on crap they added to her charges and all the fees they were making her pay, looked it up online to be sure even, and the cop and court record confirmed they had thrown her in jail again on some bogus false reporting crap on a friday, that she had been mugged, and left her in holding 3 days til they let her out and charged more fees. She said they forced her to plead guilty to it or else they would leave her in there til trial 2 months later. After all, how do you prove that a reported mugging never happened? You throw someone in a cell and say we won’t let you into court for 60 days unless you agree to plead guilty and pay another fine.
So, I agree to let her stay as long as she doesn’t lie to me, steal from me, or do drugs. So stupid. So of course she goes back to always being in an emergency and needing to borrow money, right now, and has the perfect excuse that the court is making her pay some of the fees or gonna revoke her probation, put her back in jail, or that office called to require a random drug test, which if you can’t bus there and pay for they throw you in jail even if it is clean. Then there is her regular BS, but I felt sorry for her, and her mother was paying me back.
Of course she pulls this crap more and more often; so, I institute a my house my rules policy to keep her in line and make sure it is truly an emergency, that she tried to get the money from her mother first. I told her it worked on my ex-wife to motivate her to put forth some effort if I whooped her ass for not doing chores, and that she (the ex-girlfriend) would accept the same thing when she asked for money to ensure she really needed it. That or no loans and gtfo for asking.

She could have stayed at her parents, far away from the campus police, and been in little danger of being picked up, but she preferred to stay with me and accept whatever I thought was reasonably to ensure she wasn’t lying. At least I got some BJs out of it too. I enforced this rule too, but even though she had to take a hard spanking for asking for money in order to get it, the gold digging BS increased in frequency until her mother was several thousand behind again. She got cancer and had to constantly have tests done. I made her show me the bills with the line-item charges on them and everything. karma is a bitch too, I guess. Back and forth, borrow money, her mom is told how much and agrees to pay next week. by that time, she has borrowed nearly that much again, so agree to pay more the next week, always behind and snowballing up ’til I barely have cash to get smokes. I caught her lying to her friends, telling different ones different stories, but couldn’t quite catch her lying to me, but I knew it had to be bulls~~~.
She would willingly take a hard spanking ’til she was on the verge of tears and looking scared, and thank me for it, and give a BJ to borrow more money too. She just had to have it, and always with some emergency expense. I finally caught her though, one of her friend’s let slip that she had taken her to rehab for a few days and that she was doing heroine. Screw that druggie s~~~! No wonder she would do anything for money. So I told her to gtfo or I’ll tell the landlord to get the cops in here to get you out, and I know how much they hate you. I mean I had seen them following her even when I checked myself to see there was no active warrant on the court website. She left and went to her parents. I only saw her one time after to load her clothes into her mom’s car. I can’t believe I let her constantly bankrupt me for her drug habit. And her mother stopped paying me back even though she had agreed to pay like 2k more dollars that I had loaned her, and her mother had agreed to reimburse. Women do not care for anyone but themselves. So after that, I figured I was much better off to avoid relationships and have a hooker drop by once every week or two for some fun. Way cheaper than dealing with all the victimhood and lies.

Before you say NAWALT, condemn those women publicly; it's like a signal flare to the good men you can't find. But. first...stop being THAT girl.

[darreljamesonParticipant 57]

Part 3, present day
Ch 5. Since I escaped Detroit and started a post-doc.

At the present, I have found that dressing up, acting like you have some money, (cause I do now), and my amazing talent at karaoke that I mentioned way back in Part 1 have several nights out at the bar attracted women to flirt all night with me, invite me to sit with their friends, etc. However, it always ends with them suddenly changing their mood when asked for a phone number, and some bulls~~~ about they left their husband at home or boyfriend there to go out with the guys.
This is disgusting because either they are lying and just flirted with me all night for entertainment, maybe hoping I’d start paying for their drinks, or they are out living the single life going after guys while their husband is at home alone paying the bills. Either way, it has happened 3 or 4 times in twice as many weeks and makes me want to vomit at the thought of women.

I actually had an undergrad researcher venting to me that she and her female friend went to a bar broke but hoped to find a pair of guys to flirt with in order to get free booze. They had no interest in meeting a guy, just hoped to score some free s~~~ because they wouldn’t get money till the end of the week. She was all disappointed that she wasted her time chatting up these two guys until closing time, and the one asked for a number, but never took the hint to buy her a drink. I told her that “you went out to find a use a random guy’s money for the night, and left empty handed? I’m actually kinda glad. You DESERVED IT.” I suspected women of this, but I couldn’t believe one of them actually admitted that she, and likely these other bar skanks, just went out looking for suckers to feign interest for in hopes of free s~~~. I guess they are used to getting random guys to pay for their night out at the club all the time. If I could walk into any bar and get girls to buy me s~~~ with a flirt any night of the week and free sex whenever, I would probably be a spoiled rotten slut too. These college women truly live in a different world that we men can not even conceive of, like every bar is a free amusement park. Money for nothin’ [dicks] for free.

I remembered attractive girls I had been interested in that would get cheated on by the bad boy that didn’t care about her, go out with another just like him, rinse and repeat. I felt hopeless that women only preferred aholes that would hurt them again and again while crying to me about how they can’t find a good man to date before passing me up for another asshole. I started to believe that they truly deserved to be treated like crap by assholes because that is what they choose. I found online that I had the tendencies of a “Nice Guy.” This is People pleaser, responsible but boring, always thinking of other people’s needs first, thinking that if I was helpful to others, they would be grateful and want to be helpful to me….which is only projecting the gratitude and duty that a man feels onto their completely self-centered minds.

I focused on self-improvement, especially self-esteem exercises, being assertive, experimenting with dressing nicer, and found that in the right mindset (telling myself I could own this place, wherever the heck I was at the time), I could tell when random women noticed me and seemed to wait for me to say something to them. However, with the self-esteem, and the fact that I am losing enough weight to lose 4 inches gained during my thesis preparation to be more like my high school athlete self (I was in football, swimming, marching band, the works), I realized that I’m not sure they deserve me just for having t~~~, keeping the weight off, and being born with a vagina.

Before you say NAWALT, condemn those women publicly; it's like a signal flare to the good men you can't find. But. first...stop being THAT girl.

[Anonymous 0]

hi there you said…

They had no interest in meeting a guy, just hoped to score some free s~~~ because they wouldn’t get money till the end of the week.

[Anonymous 0]

I’m just working out the quote copy. What you said in that quote sums it up all over the place. Seems like you have been typically treated. So you don’t have kids? Keep it like that whatever happens. I would advise any man from the age of 18 to be vasectomised. Maybe this should be a rite of passage. All of your ex’s seem to have displayed narcissistic behaviour. Maybe one of them even had a cluster B personality disorder. If so you have dodged a bullet. I unfortunately wasn’t so lucky. Read my f~~~ed up intro if you want some entertainment. All the best to you.

[darreljamesonParticipant 57]

One or both of the girls was waiting for pay day, and they were both low on cash; so, they wanted to find a pair of guys to buy them drinks for the night. They didn’t care who the guys were, as they didn’t intend to start a relationship. I’m getting sloppy as it is late, but this is paraphrasing what the girl told me. I was like “I thought so. I knew you skanks were doing this.”

Before you say NAWALT, condemn those women publicly; it's like a signal flare to the good men you can't find. But. first...stop being THAT girl.

[The Manipulated ManParticipant 1856]

Greetings DJ,

Even though the subject is difficult, your presentation and storytelling reveals a fine scientific mind.

“ it is waaaaaaayyyy too long.”

I disagree.

Your excellent writing made the reading smooth and it was over quick, leaving me with wanting to read more.

It is good to read the words of a scientist who has worked hard, in the muck, and gotten his hands dirty. Words like “skank” accurately describe the women in your story and is the best Taxonomy. I hope you will swear a lot more in your posts.

Most of the men I know who are excellent Teachers and Scientists had to do dirty hard work while they were getting their advanced degrees. They were laborers, janitors, cooks, tradesmen, retail workers, salesmen, and anything that payed for a man’s labor. These men are real problem solvers and it is a pleasure to have worked with them in Academia.

Most women in the sciences have lots of “help” and “bail outs.” Too often, they are more trouble than they are worth and/ or troublemakers. Their Gay associates collude with them to turn the sciences into a bad joke. It is interesting how these women and Gays have too much power in Academia.

Your story has reminded me about a great Scientist that I know. His story is typical of a lot of men who are heterosexuals working as Scientists. He is an amazing man, an Alpha Male, and a world leader in his field. Anyone who is lucky to work with him becomes great too. Alas, he has some ex-wives who have custody of his children. He lives in poverty, even though he has fair wages and gets prestigious Grants.

His wives are “Scientists” in his field who he carries and he does most of the heavy lifting in their careers. Most are vile sluts who would not survive as Academics without his help writing papers and doing the science.

He gets plenty of young pussy on the side from the numerous up and coming “Scientists” who need his “help.” Most of the gossip at international scientific conferences is about who he is f~~~ing next.

Here is an example of MGTOW Taxonomy:

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?

[RedPillBonerParticipant 541]

Damn brother, such a shame and we’re glad you are with us now. I am also a new RedPill and sharing my story in parts just like you. Keep telling it because for all of our bad decisions we all also learn so much.

[RedPillBonerParticipant 541]

This is another thing. I actually find self gratification in confrontation with princess c~~~s when I call them out. The “how dare you” looks on their faces is priceless I love it. I called a princess a “skank c~~~” in Vegas last year and then her Mangina that she was sitting next to wanted to beat me up. Keep calling the c~~~ gold diggers out for what they are and when able publicly shame them.

[darreljamesonParticipant 57]

Thanks guys, and I can’t help but analyze, break a subject down into parts, decide what factors effect what, and try to put it back together from different perspectives until one of them fits my observations and allows some prediction of future behavior.

I’ve been trying to analyze why people do what they do, the motivations, ever since I can remember. Applying this to politics always leads to finding the money trail and following to see how these greedy bastards are personally gaining money or power.

With women though, it seemed like a futile pursuit as they seemed so alien, and I was trying to fit how I would feel or react in their place. WRONG! That gives them credit for values and virtues that they are simply incapable of even considering in their decision making…if you can call instantaneous gratification/greed and instinct decision making. Picture her as a 2 yr old in a tantrum, and her actions will start to make sense.

I had been trying to give them credit for values men have, projecting priorities such as reciprocation, gratitude, duty towards others (all ways of saying wanting to be fair), and LOGICAL steps towards a goal onto them. This is like using a ruler to measure the temperature of water, the model does not apply; it is square peg in a round hole.

Before you say NAWALT, condemn those women publicly; it's like a signal flare to the good men you can't find. But. first...stop being THAT girl.

[xlrsnbrgParticipant 1786]

Piece of advice. If you want to continue to work in a university, don’t post your real name here. You can change the nickname from your profile; leave a message to the admin (KeyMaster) if you need further help.

If you don’t know what I’m talking about, google Tim Hunt, Brendan Eich and Matt Taylor.

A man shouldn't make his life's objective to be on the side of the majority, but to avoid finding himself in the ranks of the insane. (Marcus Aurelius)

[xlrsnbrgParticipant 1786]

P.S. Finished reading your story, thanks for sharing. And welcome!

A man shouldn't make his life's objective to be on the side of the majority, but to avoid finding himself in the ranks of the insane. (Marcus Aurelius)

[Jan SobieskiParticipant 28791]

Welcome home brother! I work in Chemistry too.

Love is just alimony waiting to happen. Visit mgtow.com.

[darreljamesonParticipant 57]

Oh it’s not my real name. Most of the professors I can work with or for in academia are women…largely feminist women. However, they do not seem to discriminate against me directly for being a man. As long as I don’t feel she is trying to use her body to manipulate me then I have no problem with a woman in authority, just don’t you DARE try to shame me for being male.

My last one gave me a heck of a time over some presentations and papers, that other people noticed, but the consensus among us was that she knew I could do better than many of the foreign and largely female grad students in the group. We all knew they just did what they were told rather than trying to invent solutions to problems on their own or think outside the box. I suspect in some instances these professors are actually favorable to me out of the fact that they really want a man and the prevalence of female grad students makes single male ones a scarcity. Perhaps they are jealous of the female grad students that are married with kids or single and club hopping, c~~~ carousel-ing their lives away.

This is a name I used for dating sites. In fact, I started posting real life accounts of how these past women (wife/girlfriends) agreed to take discipline from me, instead of me leaving them, on alt.com under the same name.

Imagine the irony that some of the women on there messaged me interested in being treated that way and disciplined for when they act like spoiled brats. The fact that I can attract women by revealing the unpleasant consequences I dealt out for irresponsible/negligent behavior previously is just delicious. However, so far they are either unwilling to reveal what they want or have done with the same openness or have shown complete disregard for my time in arranging to video chat. I heard a possible s~~~ test from a woman was to stand somebody up. Sorry, but my time is valuable, likely more than hers in monetary value, and having me rush home to get online to video chat then not showing up will get your ass blocked/nexted faster than just about anything else I can think of. Perhaps I “passed” the s~~~ test, but gave her no chance to administer another? Strangely the one that stood me up was the only one to talk openly and enthusiastically about what she wanted. Maybe it was truly a s~~~ test after all, but you can’t win that one and stay with her, because staying with her would be agreeing to be stood up and losing respect.

How else will a woman drive me away before even beginning to date? Well, a woman lumping me in with all the stereotypically male traits that she can’t stand used to p~~~ me off to no end, as I couldn’t stand those pushy “alpha male” types either, wanted nothing to do with them, disdained their behavior, and would knock their f~~~ing teeth out if they tried to boss me around growing up. I don’t think that makes me so called “beta” either, as those types would bow down to it. Maybe that is why I just don’t fit…will neither try to control others in work or casual setting (although in sex games it is fun…as long as it is a GAME) nor will I bow to anyone that attempts to intimidate me. I do not think this fits into either of the two molds of alpha or beta whatsoever. It is straight out libertarian.

The flipside of this is that if you ask me nicely to do something then I will nearly always do it, but then you better do the same for me or all bets are off. This expectation of reciprocity has been labeled as a trademark of the “Nice Guy”, which tend to also exhibit many behaviors of so called beta males (-not wanting to be bossy, not wanting to be the bad guy or have to correct others, laissez fair, not needing to be center of attention, being considerate of others rather than putting their own needs first, not assertive enough). The difference is that the beta male will accept being treated unfairly or like s~~~, but the quote unquote nice guy will be resentful once he figures out that his efforts to give people what they say they want are not reciprocated, often because he does not clearly state or even decide what he wants til he doesn’t get it. If he is true beta then he will “be a man” and just accept it…but once I realize that my test of asking a woman for something (once I do what I am asked) is refused, I get p~~~ed and GTFO. I don’t think there is a classification for that, other than a decent productive human being would honor reasonable requests and expect the same in return. However, the utter lack of duty or grattitude among women would naturally would lead a man like this toward MGTOW.

Before you say NAWALT, condemn those women publicly; it's like a signal flare to the good men you can't find. But. first...stop being THAT girl.

[darreljamesonParticipant 57]

There was a craigslist ad in Detroit for a “sexy cleaning lady.” She said this is how she was able to basically list prostitution on craigslist. Sounds perfect:

Show up for an hour or two when I want. Clean, maybe even cook, then suck me off. Here is 30 for cleaning and 50 for the BJ. See you in week or two.

That is all a man truly needs from a woman. That is all I am willing to pay for. If you have something else in mind, don’t bother talking to me.

Before you say NAWALT, condemn those women publicly; it's like a signal flare to the good men you can't find. But. first...stop being THAT girl.

[xlrsnbrgParticipant 1786]

I clean and cook for myself. But I wouldn’t mind that kind of help once in a while though 😉

A man shouldn't make his life's objective to be on the side of the majority, but to avoid finding himself in the ranks of the insane. (Marcus Aurelius)

[darreljamesonParticipant 57]

Alright, I’m still not quite sure how to deal with the disgust I have when I see women leading guys on just to get their money and their resources. It happens all the time. I’m still not quite sure what to do with the disgust I feel towards the girlfriends that I have had, or the ex-wife that I had, in realizing that they never really had any concern for me other than a tool that could be used to get money or pay the rent and could easily be replaced.

The only safe thing to do is to stay away from them, like a poisonous snake that can and will bite you for any reason or no reason at all. The only thing it has to offer you is that it looks cool and maybe it’s skin feels neat, or people will think you are cool for having it, but one day it will poison you. That is just its nature, and there is just no reason to even keep it around. Just don’t mess with it, as nothing good can come from it. There was little metaphor I heard many years ago about the anger being a poison: If you are bitten by a poisonous snake, do you go after it to get revenge, or do you get the poison out and get your wound treated so that you don’t die? Then if you want to live, you stay the hell away from those snakes.

Yeah I got about as much use for a woman as sleeping with a poisonous rattlesnake…only at least the poison gland from one of those can be removed.

Before you say NAWALT, condemn those women publicly; it's like a signal flare to the good men you can't find. But. first...stop being THAT girl.

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