part of me feels like it’s cuz i am still emerging from the trauma of blue pill brainwashing, like i am doing something wrong. for instance, a part of me feels like maybe i am just venting out my frustration. but when i think about it, f~~~ it, maybe i am a loser who “can’t get women.” i guess my sexual market was crazy bitches and the girls who hit the wall (these always fancy themselves sophisticated, and i tend to have tastes that are considered so . . . which is retarded, as that’s not how i see it, but whatever). but if that’s all i can get, i don’t want it. i don’t want c~~~ carousel left overs and i don’t want to be with a girl who wants to be with someone more alpha and is settling for me, and i now know crazy girls endanger my life and career. that conclusion makes my skin crawl.

at the end of the day though, i think i look at the above, and that doesn’t define me. it’s not my f~~~ing fault that is the way that it is. defining myself relative to how women see me is what white knights and uncle times seem to do. but at the same time, i can’t shake off this nagging feeling that there’s something “wrong” with me. is this the inner residual blue pill / mangina talking?

i can’t shake off this nagging feeling that there’s something “wrong” with me. is this the inner residual blue pill / mangina talking?

Yep.  That’s the ghost of the gynocentrism you’ve been spoon fed all your life whispering in your brain.  I’ve found the best way to kill it is finding something to replace it.  Something legitimately worthwhile.  Something that actually benefits you.  The ghost of gynocentrism, for all its pleasant empty promises and emptier threats can’t compete with anything delivering real benefits because listening to the ghost of gynocentrism only ever costs you.

There is nothing inherently wrong with you.  Others’ complaints against you are only their desire for you to benefit them and have nothing to do with you.  The only standards you ever need judge yourself against are your own.  So go find something that you think justifies you and ignore what other people think.  Accomplish something you think is worth accomplishing.

bertie_birman wrote:

this seems to be the only place where we can express ourselves and not be degraded and humiliated.

Degradation and humiliation come from within.  Sure they can try to degrade you.  They can try to humiliate you.  They can try to shame you.  But if you don’t feel humiliated or degraded or ashamed it only means they have failed.  They can’t do any of that to you if you don’t care, and that makes you damn powerful.  And they know that.  F~~~ ’em.

so why the f~~~ are people hating on us so much?

Because they want things from you, and they aren’t getting them.  They’re like angry spoiled children throwing a tantrum in the supermarket when they don’t get the super frosted sugar cereal they want.  Their friends all get the cereal.  They’ve gotten the cereal in the past.  They’ve come to expect the cereal.  They believe they deserve the cereal.  They believe they have a right to that cereal.  And you aren’t giving it to them.  So they are angry and upset and disappointed.  And the last thing they want is for more cereal providers to hear about your refusal because they know if enough stop buying the cereal it will stop being sold entirely and they’ll never have any of that delicious sugary goodness ever again.  Or they’ll have to pay for it themselves.

What I couldn’t recommend more is to find something you really like, any kind of hobby, whatever it is, and set goals about it.

Yes! In fact, setting goals and achieving them is excellent for the sanity. As a contrast, never ending tasks have the opposite effect, for example office drone work, assembly line work, dealing with a shrewish woman.

Society:

so why the f~~~ are people hating on us so much?

You say this like this is a bad thing.  Stop thinking so negatively, and enjoy it.  Being the “bad guy” gives one a lot of opportunity one could not otherwise get away with.

“A wise man gets more from his enemies than a fool from his friends.”