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It was a sad day when I first came to the conclusion that my own mother was nothing more than a typical female of her generation. The realization that she is not my nurturer, or a person who truly had my best interest in mind over the years was a tough pill to swallow. But nobody said waking up from the Matrix would be easy to deal with. As I got older and continue to get older, I started to put the pieces of the puzzle together. My mom was basically a woman who was approaching her mid 30’s and desperately needed to get married and have kids to avoid social pressure and feelings of embarrassment. I know this for a fact because she had no interest in the man she married. If you see their wedding pictures neither of them are even smiling lol, and in the few pics where they are it just looks so forced. The relationship they had was like a bad joke. I don’t really have a single memory of them hugging or kissing, not one. They never even spent time together to be quite honest. The entire thing almost felt staged and like 1 big setup for her to avoid the embarrassment/loneliness of being middle aged and unmarried.
My mother herself is virtually impossible to deal with. I learned a long time ago (not long enough, though) that her advice was usually always wrong, and always terrible, and that I should stop listening to her immediately. She can’t cook, can’t clean, can’t drive a nail into a wall, does everything half-assed, etc. I basically learned to do all of those activities for myself as a young boy, and thank god I did. But it doesn’t stop there, because aside from sucking at just about everything, I also feel that she sucked at parenthood. But that’s what happens when you are only having kids out of sheer embarrassment or desperation, and not love. The woman is bad at everything she does and is almost child like in her behavior. I recall a time recently where she knocked over my plant and the plant fell out of the dirt. Like a true coward, she stuffed the plant back in the dirt (very sloppily) and pretends it never happened, hoping I wouldn’t notice. When I saw the plant I immediately noticed it had been dropped, and know that she was the only one who could have possibly done it. I brought it to her attention in a calm manner (I didn’t really care, not a big deal) and like the hardheaded, self-entitled person she is, she of course denied it. She then had the cowardly audacity to blame it on my dog! lol. But the best is when she began feeling cornered, knowing that the evidence was raining down on her. She then had a typical outburst and began to lash out at me, screaming that I shouldn’t have left it there in the first place.
For a woman in her 60’s, that is pretty pathetic and juvenile behavior. This is just one instance, but rest assured there have been TONS of situations like this throughout my life, and not 1 has ever been her fault. Sad. My mom is also never wrong, cannot take responsibility and “man-up” for her many mistakes, and is always trying to defy me and blame me for every mistake. It has gotten so bad over the years that I basically just stopped talking to her about anything relevant because I know it will go in 1 ear and out the other, so its a waste of my time. She normally will just YES me to death in the moment, and then completely disregard what I said a day later. It’s quite honestly rude and disrespectful, but I put up with it for many years because “she’s my mom”. Quite frankly though, as I get older I just do not have the patience for it anymore. That is why we are pretty much on a “hi-bye” basis nowadays. She is just an overall very frustrating, and difficult human to deal with. Never applies logic to anything or sees the bigger picture in things. It’s sad because this is my Mother – the 1 true person who is supposed to have my back in life through thick and thin – and I know for a fact that I wouldn’t be able to count on her for anything. I would LIKE to have a good relationship with my mother, but that just isn’t a possibility for me in this lifetime. Growing up we are taught that our mothers are our protectors and our nurturers, but I feel this is just another one of societies bulls~~~ fantasies. When you wake from the matrix and see mothers for what they really are, it might scare you.
Now I’m not saying there aren’t any good mothers out there. I’m specifically referring to mine and trying to describe the frustrations I have to deal with when dealing with her. I know for a fact my mother is disappointed in her son for not being married or having kids, but instead of supporting and understanding my decision/statistical facts, she is the type to completely disregard all of that and think I’m some kind of “freak”. There must be something wrong with me obviously, because society is perfect and women are beautiful and precious creatures!
I wouldn’t be surprised at all if my Aunts and other useless family members gossip to my Mom about me and ask if I’m gay, lol. They are all a bunch of old fashioned crows who don’t know about anything that goes on in the modern world. Only what “The View” or “Dr. Oz” tells them. Well to hell with her and them I say. People like that are not my family, they are no better than a common stranger, and that includes my mom. If she can’t understand me or support my decisions, then she won’t get any sympathy from me, despite her title. It just sucks that I have to “celebrate” mother’s day AND her birthday. š
I’m curious how other MGTOW’s view their moms and if anybody else feels a similar way.
Ethical woman.
However she hated:
Her parents
Her husband
And wished I had not been born.
However she took her responsibility as a parent seriously, but that’s all I was.Ā A responsibility.
Soon as I went to college.Ā She divorced my father.Ā After college I lived with my father and came to understand that he was not a monster as she always made it seem but just a beta blue guy trying his best.
It is by caffeine alone I set my mind in motion, it is by the beans of Java that thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shaking, the shaking becomes a warning; it is by caffeine alone I set my mind in motion.
I have a pretty good relationship with my mother. She really is a good mother in the traditional sense regarding nurturing. She has always been there for me and always shows genuine concern and care for me. She still invites me over for dinner several times a week for a good home cooked meal, something I pretty much never get on my own. Now, with that said, she is still the typical female in many ways, some of which I have tried hard to break her of. She’s the standard white mother in the U.S. who has allowed Oprah, General Hospital, Dr. Phil and all the other bulls~~~ t.v. shows melt her brain into false reality. She’s slightly deluded in that sense, but I’ve been effective at getting her to realize at least a few things along the way in regard to what goes on outside of sensationalized American t.v. programming (it’s called ‘programming’ for a reason).
The biggest complaint I would have about my mother, and it’s one I have confronted her with many times now, is that she has shown severe lack of respect for everything my father has done over the years, and SOOOOO much of her discontent comes from the typical lack of material possession most females concentrate on.
My dad spent his early years as a door to door vinyl siding and vinyl window salesman. He would be considered among the pioneers of the industry. He built his first company and then sold it for profit within the first 5-6 years. He then built another company that he would grow to be one of the more respected and well known names in the business in our area. He was successful for 25 years with this company. He then got the opportunity to sell that company as well for a nice profit. His plan was to then go from retail to wholesale by opening his own distributorship. He sold the company and within months was already beginning his new enterprise. The first year we broke even, which was fine with us and to be expected. The second year we made a decent profit as we grew. Unfortunately we never made it through year three because one of the manufacturers in which we had about 60% of our inventory invested in decided to close up shop, and they did so without telling any of their investors. So by the time we found out they would be going out of business, it was simply too late for us to move all that product. The inventory in question was devalued by about 90%, and my dad and his partner got screwed big time, landing both of them in bankruptcy court as the lawyers tried to get everything they could out of them. My dad was savvy enough to have the right documentation to salvage his major assets in terms of the house, cars, and a few joint holdings they couldn’t touch. But they got him for a large portion of his retirement savings. This needless to say, was a big setback.
My mother actually blamed my dad for this, as if it was his intention to lose a large portion of his life’s work up to that point! How absurd is that? So, after spending several years recovering, and not having much money left to spend after all the bills my father ALONE supports without help from my mother, who has NEVER held a job, my dad finally pays off the house they live in. So despite the setback, and at 65 years old when it happened, my dad being the man he is, went out and kept at it. He scrounged things together and made s~~~ work. During this period, my mom would say stupid s~~~ like “I never thought we’d be poor”, or “why did you have to sell the company” as if my dad intended to lose all that money. It changed my view of her. My dad never cheated, was always where he was supposed to be and always delivered when he said he’d do something. But all that apparently meant nothing when the money wasn’t there any more.
Now, my parents are doing the classic deal where my dad sleeps downstairs on the pullout bed, and my mom sleeps in the main bedroom. They don’t talk much, and they have both lost all respect for each other.
I love my mom, and as I opened with, she has always been there for me, so I don’t have any complaints against how she has treated me. She has always displayed unconditional love toward me. But she s~~~s on my dad more often than the wind blows, and nothing he does is enough for her. She knows full well I’ll side with my dad on most issues. My dad and I are bros and get along famously as we have very similar worldviews. My mom knows not to push certain buttons of mine unless she wants a dose of reality that goes with it. I’ve criticized her lack of respect toward my dad many times, and she hasn’t ever really given me anything but emotional garbage in return on that aspect.
So yeah, I love my mom for all the right reasons, and I criticize her for all the right reasons. But in the end, she displays typical female behavior when it comes to entitlement and not being able to realize how hard it is to earn a living in today’s society and doesn’t appreciate much of what she has been given. It’s a luxury to live in a two story house in a nice neighborhood in the Midwest United States, but she would tell you she’s poor despite never working a day in her life. It’s a joke really.
One thing I will say though, that woman can cook!!
Wow – this topic created some LONG replies! Kind of tired, so I didnt read the replies before me, but heres mine.
My mother passed away about 13 years ago. She was an INCREDIBLE woman! One thing she said ALWAYS stood out to me:
“Women shouldn’t have the right to vote”.
I looked at her in shock and awe. Her explanation was that she hears other women voting for presidential candidates because they’re “cute”.
Yes, my mom was that old fashioned and did NOT respect womens irresponsiblity. I can only recall ONE time where she disrespected my father in front of me and my sister.
Growing up in a household with such old school values f~~~ed me up even more realising the girls and fake dudes I would later face. It also set me up for an ideal and expectations I cant achieve in todays day and age.
Ya. My mom and dad were “that” couple. Never heard my mother disrespect my father. They never divorced. They were great.
I almost think that experience makes it more difficult to approach todays day and age, bevause THAT “reality” no longer exists.
They were fantastic people and great parents. I dont see ANY thing like it today. They are the only reason I think there could be a hope for having a family with values, but they didnt grow up in my generation. So who knows.
Resident cynic.
I consider myself lucky. Not much to say. My mother is well educated, had a higher payed job then my dad, and after my father became physically crippled/paralysed torso/legs she stayed with him and was also nursing him. She is mentally very strong, hard working (both home and actual work), physically she is a small women (152 cm).
I have a pretty good relationship with my mother. She really is a good mother in the traditional sense regarding nurturing. She has always been there for me and always shows genuine concern and care for me.
Oh also, my parents both cooked great, learned from both. Now I try to spend as much time as I can with my mom while she is alive, and we cook together when possible, also watch some movies/series etc. when Im home.
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I think its important to note some or many of us had fantastic mothers. Feminists or anti MGTOW, would have a FIELD DAY thinking we all had poor relationships with our mothers.
For me, it was the antithesis: I grew up in an old school home in which my mother respected my father, and they each respected their own roles. Having THAT as a background f~~~ed me up even more facing the fact that todays world isnt like that.
Thats where Im coming from anyway.
S~~~ -wish I was born in an earlier generation. Men were men, and women were women. So much simpler.
Resident cynic.
I had a “Leave it to Beaver” household. Dad worked while mom took care of the 3 of us. VERY old fashion. When you f~~~ed up you were punished. When you did well you were rewarded. Every swat we got was deserved. I didn’t realize how well I was brought up until I saw the real world. Both my parents are gone quite some time ago. Cancer for mom. Sudden death for dad. Both great people.
As a previous poster said it also f~~~ed me up growing up in an old school household. It knocked me on my ass when I found out about fake people in the real world. Especially women. Households I grew up in don’t exist anymore. The bottom line is I have absolutely nothing bad to say about my late parents.
R.I.P mom and dad.
Just like @foolsgold
same thing. they’re still alive, but they are unicorn couple. In short, my mom is best whore, second only to my grandmother who was a saint whore.
What on earth do you mean by that? Elaborate if you don’t mind.
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I had a āLeave it to Beaverā household. Dad worked while mom took care of the 3 of us. VERY old fashion. When you f~~~ed up you were punished. When you did well you were rewarded. Every swat we got was deserved. I didnāt realize how well I was brought up until I saw the real world.
Same here! I had it good. Mom is appalled by modern feminists and campus communists.
When it comes to making families work, Leave it to Beaver had the right of it.
Society asks MGTOWs: Why are you not making more tax-slaves?
I feel grateful. Did the best a single mom could i guess. Received no alimony. Always worked a stressful job. Got it easier now later on and can afford a little travelling since im off her wallet. Taught me good manners, respect for work and for other people. Quite into maths and grasps technical subjects very well. So maybe she has a very masculine brain 😀
My mother hated me because she thought i looked to much like my father, as such she was abusive to me from about the age of 11. I, for that reason, don’t really have all that high of an opinion of her. not much else to say about her other than she was a crazy bitch.
Anonymous42My Mom? For her exemplary example as a family bonding woman, having raised 4 siblings with my grandfather during the great depression, and being the most selfless woman I ever knew; I stab the living s~~~ out of feminism every chance I get!
These destructive lazy whores of modern times that have it so easy, yet always complaining like selfish spoiled children, surely deserve to have all the conveniences of modern living crumble to dust! While in that dust storm I will heartlessly pass by them as they moan and groan from starvation! Feminists need to be in a position of being thankful for having animal fat and bread as the only thing to eat!The number of MGTOW speaks volumes about feminism…. Feminism is a toxic and deadly ideology, just look at the body count! And the real dying hasn’t even begun! Wait till total collapse happens, millions along with feminism will surly die…..
My mom was ahead of her time. She is now 84 but started a company with my grandfather when she was 16. She started a manufacturing company, small scale, and took the profit and invested in real estate. She still works the company business and is the boss.
Like women of her generation she believes that men are the root of all evil. That if left to their own devices they would be drinking and whoring around (to which there is some truth).
But she is most definitely the boss and has a giant chip on her shoulder and thinks that all men are trying to take advantage of her because she is a female. This is possibly why she is the toughest, most aggressive business person you’ll ever meet. When we get serious we say “give it the mommy treatment”.
At the same time she makes dinner every night, sometimes for me, my brother, my son, and my brothers son.
She is very concerned that she leave all her children equal amounts in her will and honestly cares about us.
She doesn’t call herself one but she is a dyed in the wool feminist, the good kind that pulls her weight and takes her lumps when things go wrong without a “victim” complex.
My two ex-wives are ex’s because I expected them to be partners with me as my mom was partners with my dad who passed away. To this day we are never allowed to say any thing bad about my dad, she still loves him 15 years after his passing.
Feminism has ruined the generation that came after her and left me with un-realistic expectations and that is the only criticism I have about “The Boss”.
#icethemout; Remember Thomas Ball. He died for your children.
Myom raised a MGTOW, so she either did something very right or very wrong.
Anonymous42Myom raised a MGTOW, so she either did something very right or very wrong.
@djc, your mom saw the meat grinder of feminism grinding and chewing men by the multitudes, she wasn’t going to let that happen to her little baby, Tell her GREAT JOB!
She did the right thing; while other mothers were raising blue pill morons, or man eating feminist to consume the blue pill men, these mothers regurgitate amongst other man eating feminists to tear and consume every last single strand of man-meat!$$$$$ Manmeat $$$$$ , YUMMY!
Ya my mom finally told me about a decade ago when in my thirties that I had been born broken. Apparently the Shriners offered to help and, according to her, SHE said no. Mom was a hippy and dad was a biker, a Hessian to be precise. She claims it was her decision, since “her sister grew out of it”. What it was called she simply doesn’t remember. Gee thanks.
I remember being made fun of the way I ran when I was in football at 10. At this time I had gone back to living with dad, who was out of the club by then, and his long time girlfriend(who did her best I will admit). But she and my cousins, her side of the family, laughed and said I kicked my left foot out when I ran. I unconsciously changed how I ran and in seventh grade was said to run like I had a stick up my ass, lol. Just can’t win. I did notice in my late teens I believe that my left foot is more than half an inch longer and certain aspects of my left leg and left side of my body feel and act different. Hard to explain. But I always did feel different while growing up. My dad never said a thing about it.
I attribute this to a woman’s desire to always be the victim. And you should see her side of the family, bunch of f~~~ing crazy women who absolutely HATE men. Straight the f~~~ out their stories are the most vehement hatred it amazes me they are not lesbians. I moved back with mom when I was 22. They lived in different states BTW. But I have never been able to “tell my story” as they say and after 45 years I’m not sure where to even f~~~ing start, but this is a tiny piece of it. Anyway, as a nice guy I always listened and waited for my turn to speak. These c~~~s do not have a clue how to have a conversation, they simply only know how to argue. I do not argue, so I have never gotten a chance to speak and the handful of times I did I was instantly reduced to being shamed in some fashion or another because I could not possibly be a victim, this before her revelation of the “birth defect”. She had only told me that once, never said a thing since. It amazes how these c~~~s, her and her sister who lives here, the rest live in Texas, are ALWAYS the victims. I was f~~~ing born a victim and then left alone with no help whatsoever.
Ok angry as f~~~ again and lost my train of thought, but I think you get the gist….women are f~~~ing evil. Still rubber banding, so sue me. š
Philosophy, the female repellent
Anonymous11I got lucky in the Mom lottery. My mother was a strong woman with financial responsibility who would make me pick my own switch for a whipping. She could still get overly emotional and was not that good of a cook though she really improved in her later years. She gave me a lot of freedom as a boy and teen so I could learn by my own stupidity.
The only bad part was that when I went out into the world the women of my generation did not have the values of her generation. A year before she died she told me she understood why I never got married. She had a very low opinion of modern women. Women have gotten worse in the 5 years that have gone by since she passed too.
How can you not like a mother who let you play with gasoline and matches?
I view my mother….. from 2500 miles away.
But I also bought her a new computer for Christmas, so I don’t really know what that would indicate.
She was an expert at manipulating my father. Far less successful with me, and as a result I drove her crazy and she drove me crazy for trying to pull the same s~~~. But I went to boarding school when I was 11, and moved far away when I was 17. Years later I was back in the same city and had dinner with parents every weekend. So whatever relationship we had was loosely based on geography. Her most negative trait? She can be an INTENSE control freak . On the VERY plus side, she is far from lazy and detests the expression “I’m bored”…. hates “politically correctness”…. and will NEVER be the kind who rocks away her remaining days in a chair doing nothing. She has to be useful every minute of every day and she will FIND something to do. 25 hours a day is simply not enough for her. She can’t even sit and watch TV without mending socks or some s~~~.
I don’t really have “a view of my mother”. She’s just my Mom.
The women of my generation did not have the values of her generation. She understood why I never got married. She had a very low opinion of modern women.
I’m nodding.
If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.
Anonymous42How can you not like a mother who let you play with gasoline and matches?
My mother had no say in what we were and were not allowed to do… Our garage was visited by the fire dep. more than once, and that’s only the times it got out of hand, most the time we were able to contain and extinguish the flames. Gasoline, minibikes, and fire were common events around my house. My father didn’t give a s~~~, I never even got yelled at! As long as it was accidental no problem, God forbid we did something like that on purpose! I would have chosen the fire over my father’s wrath!
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