I’m pleased to see that this forum exists. In the modern feminized internet, it’s becoming harder and harder to find places for frank conversation, let alone anything that could be considered pro-male or anti-gynocentrism. As much as I’m hesitant to make a fanfare of my arrival, I would like to introduce myself as well as tell a bit of a story from my formative years.

I grew up in Southern California before moving to Vermont for college. Being a freshman cadet at Norwich University was a bracing experience, but an overall good one. I’m currently a sophomore and an enlisted man in the Vermont Air National Guard. That aside I would like to regale you all with a tale from my youth regarding my decision to go whole hog as a MGHOW.

In high school I was a stereotypical nerd, bad at athletics, obsessive behavior, more intelligent than my peers (IQ / innate intelligence), the whole nine yards (minus the acne and Coke-bottle glasses). As a child I obsessed over Pokemon, video games and the like.  I never quite grew out of it but I kept a low enough profile with my interests so that I was still more or less acceptable to my female peers. I was best described as a “nice guy” and foolishly though that that was my ticket into a relationship. Many of my female peers regarded me as “boyfriend material” yet they all spent their time trying to become the new school bicycle with the athletic teams, the stoner crowd, or whoever the “in” clique was. Despite being praised for my intellect, kindness, and willingness to help them academically, whenever I approached them I would be rebuked, told some “it’s not you it’s me” prattle and then ditched as she decided to get piped out by Chad Thunderc~~~ again. And after all of that they would have he gall to come and cry on my shoulder whenever Chad (rightfully) pumped and dumped them. At the time I still blamed “Chad” for my plight and it started to gnaw at me. I thought “what am I doing wrong?” or “what does he have that I don’t?” to myself after every rejection until I began to view myself as a lesser person and withdrew from people all together.

During this time I relied on my brother for advice, he had a stable relationship and was engaged to his high school sweetheart. Her actions sealed my opinion on the matter. I had, up until that point, never seen my brother so distraught over anything. She had fooled him into loving her and broke off the engagement when she found a guy with a better job. My brother was crushed, especially after blowing a few hundred dollars of his hard earned money on a now worthless engagement ring. To top it all off she used the other guy as a means to get US citizenship, she didn’t even let my brother know that she was an illegal. I decided that this usury wasn’t to be my fate. After all of the horses~~~ that I went through in high school up until then and after seeing my brother’s soul crushed by some pernicious leech, I swore off the concept of long term relationships.

I know that this little story pales in comparison to what I’ve seen around the web regarding the matter, but it’s what awakened me to the concept of going my own way. Thanks for reading.

Hi Lazurite. You are MGHOW of the Day on our homepage.

Many of my female peers regarded me as “boyfriend material”

I hate that term. They just keep him at arms length on the back burner while screwing every other that is NOT “boyfriend material”. The more women who use that term, the more a guy would start to wonder… what IDIOT would aspire to being “boyfriend material”? Who are they f~~~ing kidding? The guy they don’t wanna have sex with is the guy they consider makes the best boyfriend (or husband)? Your brother was “boyfriend material” and look what happened to him.

Lol-ed @ “Chad Thunderc~~~”.

Welcome and hope to read more from you when inspired.