Here’s my story of how I went from blue pill, to red pill, to chad, back to red pill, to finally mgtow, then monk mode. Sorry if it’s a little long.
Growing up I was blue pilled. Serve women and things would turn out fine. I was always the chubby kid in school, combined with the fact that I was blue pilled, I never received much attention from girls. Sure I went on a date here and there in high school, but my first serious girlfriend wasn’t until college. We dated on and off for about 5 years. Looking back now, that relations~~~ had more red flags than a communist army parade. I shudder to think I actually proposed to her (luckily I woke up and swallowed the red pill before I married her). Typical female behavior we have all come to expect manipulation, lying, rarely in the mood, cheated on me, became violent towards me several times, constant walking on eggshells feeling. We all know the drill.
Then I discovered a sport I loved. This led to me spending a lot of time in the gym making sure I can properly play the sport. Mind you I was the fat kid in PE who hated sports. My self confidence skyrocketed. Slept with a different girl every week, sometimes 2-3 in a week. I had a job in IT making really good money, so I spent a lot of it on flashy cars and clothes. I was the 6’1″ Chad with money and a six pack every girl wanted and every guy hated. My ex even came crawling back at one point, I just pumped and dumped her. This was when I discovered how female nature actually works.
In the mean time, I had left my job to start a business with my friend, which we got along great. He had the industry experience, I had the technical know how. We grew the business quite rapidly, especially considering it was during the time everyone considered the recession. We grew up to 20 full time employees. I no longer had time for sports, so my weight started to slowly climb. However I did have even more disposable income than ever. I spent my money on hookers. I didn’t really have time for dating, so that was what I did.
Eventually I met a girl through a mutual friend. To be honest, she was a unicorn (until she wasn’t). She was a few years younger than me and we dated for about two years. We never had one single argument. We always went 50/50 on dates. The one time I surprised her and paid her half too, oh boy I still remember that night. We traveled to different countries together. She had a job in corporate finance making decent money. She had her own place and we would alternate sleeping at each other’s places or just alone. Our sex life was great. I even stopped seeing hookers once I quickly realized I actually like this girl. To top it off, she was a solid 9/10 and my friends all couldn’t help but mention how hot she was. One day she breaks down crying how she doesn’t want to die alone. I tell I don’t understand. You have me. She continues crying and sobbing. I tell her I’ll give her some space and a few days. The s~~~ test finally came in. I call her about a week later to see how she’s doing. She wasn’t that warm voice I was used to hearing anymore. She sounded cold and indifferent. I said to myself I’m not going through this bulls~~~ again, I blocked her number, then shortly after changed my phone number and deleted her number from my phone. I never heard from her again. I swore to never date women again.
Then it finally happened at my business. The one thing most people hear about happening to someone their friend’s cousin’s step-brother knows, but most people think it’s a myth. A female employee we had was performing sub optimally (to put it very nicely). I had written her up a few times already. Her behavior and work didn’t improve, so it was time to fire her. Long story short, she beat herself up, called the cops, another female employee who wasn’t even there (was out to lunch) when it happened claimed she saw everything. Of course the cops believe two crying women, one with bruises. I spent a large chunk of money proving my innocence. My record was eventually expunged, but it doesn’t change the fact I spent a few days in jail and the washing machine of the legal system.
In the mean time, I go back to the office and close the doors. I put a sign on the door. Effective immediately, everyone is terminated. All of your personal belongings will be sent via UPS to the address on file, along with your final paychecks. I had majority ownership of the company (because I’m the one that put up virtually all of the money for our initial funding). I called all customers and told them we are no longer available for any work. I refunded any pending contracts we had. I told the landlord we’re leaving. He can keep anything left inside for the inconvenience (luckily the least had just expired and we hadn’t gotten around to renewing it, so we were on a month to month basis.). Sure my friend was livid, but at the same time he understood. I haven’t spoken to him since. Last I heard he’s trying to remake the company (under a different name). Calling old customers, employees, etc. I wish him luck. This is the point were I swore off women in any capacity forever. I avoid any and all interactions with women at all costs now. Even going so far as getting up and leaving a restaurant if I get a waitress and not a waiter.
Luckily for me, because of my company, I had an industry-revolutionary product, with a patent and trademark. Contacted a (large, fortune 500 company) I did a lot of business with and asked them if they were interested in it. Long story short, good lawyer and good financial planner, I have a check coming to me every month until I die that allows me to sustain a middle class lifestyle without ever lifting a finger again.
So MGTOW monk mode for life. It’s not worth having women in your life.
Reclus 1 year, 11 months ago.
