saw her pic after almost twenty years … some gmow thoughts

[hmskl’dParticipant 6406]

As I have posted so many times, I have been gmow for about twenty two years. No regrets, monk and ghosting suits me well. I don’t talk too much about my previous life .. but there was a time about fifteen years ago, as I had just found my current path .. before I really knew anything about how fruitless and destructive, the blue pill could be .. there was a time when I was attracted to one person and .. of all things, just saw her photo in the news. She looks older, but not too bad as she has never had kids and still has that same long hair hippie style as I remember. The wall has been fairly kind to her.

Excuse the drivel .. don’t read any further unless you just have some time to waste.

When I met this gal during work, in a previous career life, we had about four day long business related meetings .. I worked closer with her than any of the other participants since we were working on the same project .. each meeting with about a dozen other people in attendance. After the fourth day, as we all went our ways .. I was walking to my car we all bid farewell and .. that was the end of it. Her last words to me were .. “I really enjoyed working with you” .. I answered “likewise” and never saw her again. Until yesterday, she had a photo and small caption about her work and current family life in a trade paper .. that I keep in touch with .. she is still in the same line of business .. living on a small farm in the upper midwest .. and now married with no kids as stated in her story. If I remember correctly, she would now be about forty plus something years old.

I might take some Flack for posting this soggy entry, and that’s ok, I deserve a good thrashing for even posting this pining .. maybe, yes I really shouldn’t have wasted your time.

I guess, what I’m trying to say is that even after twenty years, I paused for a moment and more than a few old thoughts filled my head .. “this is one of the only gals in my past I was really attracted to .. let’s say “we kind of clicked” working together for those four days. A hipster, liberal awalt who I couldn’t stand n so many ways .. exactly the one who would destroy my path and spit me out .. yet, she kind of stayed in my thoughts. A very self destructive behavior .. I know.

Would my life have been a living hell if she had ever been in it beyond that point. Yes. She is a feminist. Do I realize that she would have never lasted in my world .. and by now I would have been much, much worse off with someone like that dictating my path and my existence. Yes, I sensed from day one .. working with her that she was exactly the awalt that I detest, detest! .. in her thoughts actions and deeds. Yet, those four days were strangely enjoyable, in a pipedream kind of way, to the point where I never really forgot the time .. I burried it, but it never left entirely.

Thanks for your time, and in conclusion .. even after decades .. a person can still unexpectedly return to haunt your new life and your new world .. stay strong and remember that the life that the “lizard brain” promises .. isn’t really a life at all .. it’s a path that inevitably leads to destruction and both emotional and financial heartbreak.

Even if he, the Lizzard Devil Brain .. tries to convince you that there is one special individual out there for you. It’s a mirage, a destructive lie .. stay on your path. Follow your bliss and remember that there is no life better than your own .. not hers, yours .. have great weekend.

There is nothing I can think of worse than being sad and lonely in a relationship .. gmow is the best thing I ever did. No regrets, no lies here .. I’m stating publicly that despite this entire true story .. I’m smiling to myself as I type this last sentence knowing that I don;t have to deal with all her lifelong skeletons in the closet and never ending nightmare of awalt issues .. he does, all those problems are his and his alone .. whomever she married. This story ended fine ..for me. Freedom is priceless .. savor it. Follow “your” path .. Cheers. I’m headed out to do some late winter camping and backpacking and wouldn’t want the next few days to be any other way. And that’s the truth. cya.

[TheSpiceParticipant 2644]

Ok, this started off pretty bad and I was getting ready to be tough on this, but you turned it around by the end.

That lizard brain can be strong at times. Thankfully we also have a prefrontal cortex to fight it.

It’s normal to be attracted to certain females. It’s how we’re wired. What we do beyond that is up to us.

Stay strong, brother!

"I've been thinking about what it would be like if we got back together."
"You know it's too late for that."

[PistolPeteParticipant 27143]

I understand completely; no matter how red-pill we are there is always that tiny voice tryingto harken us back to the plantation. Good post.

[Silver FoxParticipant 2766]

Agreed. It’s good to be honest with ourselves about those little nagging fantasies, or daydreams, or whatever you want to call them. There are a couple women in my past life that still manage to get into my thoughts now and then. Rather than try to suppress those thoughts in shame and fear, I prefer to just let them exist, acknowledge them for what they are (daydreams and nothing more), and leave it at that. I’m never going back to the plantation.

"Are you loosed from a wife? Do not seek a wife." --Apostle Paul

[AwakenedParticipant 35201]

Sometimes it’s less about how they change on the outside over time, and MORE about How Much THEY CHANGE towards YOU on the INSIDE.

Many also Change in MANY Other Ways that negatively effect a “relationship” as YOUR Time Together Increases.

Also, you two were Never in an “emotional” and/or “physical” relationship. THESE ARE COMPLETE GAME CHANGERS, BUT INCLUDE THEM WITH TIME, AND WE ARE HAVING A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT CONVERSATION.

You’re having some Blue Pill Influenced Day Dreams. Recognize them for what they are, and Move On !!

In a World of Justin Beibers Be a Johnny Cash

[TheSpiceParticipant 2644]

Silver Fox wrote:

Rather than try to suppress those thoughts in shame and fear, I prefer to just let them exist, acknowledge them for what they are (daydreams and nothing more)

This is important! It stops the fantasy from growing.

When I catch a thought drifting towards a particular woman, I think about how my life would actually suck being in a relationship with her. It puts that daydream to an end quick.

"I've been thinking about what it would be like if we got back together."
"You know it's too late for that."

[Secret Agent MGTOWParticipant 22510]

hmskl’d wrote:

As I have posted so many times, I have been gmow for about twenty two years. No regrets, monk and ghosting suits me well. I don’t talk too much about my previous life .. but there was a time about fifteen years ago, as I had just found my current path .. before I really knew anything about how fruitless and destructive, the blue pill could be .. there was a time when I was attracted to one person and .. of all things, just saw her photo in the news. She looks older, but not too bad as she has never had kids and still has that same long hair hippie style as I remember. The wall has been fairly kind to her.

Excuse the drivel .. don’t read any further unless you just have some time to waste.

When I met this gal during work, in a previous career life, we had about four day long business related meetings .. I worked closer with her than any of the other participants since we were working on the same project .. each meeting with about a dozen other people in attendance. After the fourth day, as we all went our ways .. I was walking to my car we all bid farewell and .. that was the end of it. Her last words to me were .. “I really enjoyed working with you” .. I answered “likewise” and never saw her again. Until yesterday, she had a photo and small caption about her work and current family life in a trade paper .. that I keep in touch with .. she is still in the same line of business .. living on a small farm in the upper midwest .. and now married with no kids as stated in her story. If I remember correctly, she would now be about forty plus something years old.

I might take some Flack for posting this soggy entry, and that’s ok, I deserve a good thrashing for even posting this pining .. maybe, yes I really shouldn’t have wasted your time.

I guess, what I’m trying to say is that even after twenty years, I paused for a moment and more than a few old thoughts filled my head .. “this is one of the only gals in my past I was really attracted to .. let’s say “we kind of clicked” working together for those four days. A hipster, liberal awalt who I couldn’t stand n so many ways .. exactly the one who would destroy my path and spit me out .. yet, she kind of stayed in my thoughts. A very self destructive behavior .. I know.

Would my life have been a living hell if she had ever been in it beyond that point. Yes. She is a feminist. Do I realize that she would have never lasted in my world .. and by now I would have been much, much worse off with someone like that dictating my path and my existence. Yes, I sensed from day one .. working with her that she was exactly the awalt that I detest, detest! .. in her thoughts actions and deeds. Yet, those four days were strangely enjoyable, in a pipedream kind of way, to the point where I never really forgot the time .. I burried it, but it never left entirely.

Thanks for your time, and in conclusion .. even after decades .. a person can still unexpectedly return to haunt your new life and your new world .. stay strong and remember that the life that the “lizard brain” promises .. isn’t really a life at all .. it’s a path that inevitably leads to destruction and both emotional and financial heartbreak.

Even if he, the Lizzard Devil Brain .. tries to convince you that there is one special individual out there for you. It’s a mirage, a destructive lie .. stay on your path. Follow your bliss and remember that there is no life better than your own .. not hers, yours .. have great weekend.

There is nothing I can think of worse than being sad and lonely in a relationship .. gmow is the best thing I ever did. No regrets, no lies here .. I’m stating publicly that despite this entire true story .. I’m smiling to myself as I type this last sentence knowing that I don;t have to deal with all her lifelong skeletons in the closet and never ending nightmare of awalt issues .. he does, all those problems are his and his alone .. whomever she married. This story ended fine ..for me. Freedom is priceless .. savor it. Follow “your” path .. Cheers. I’m headed out to do some late winter camping and backpacking and wouldn’t want the next few days to be any other way. And that’s the truth. cya.

Being mgtow does not mean we no longer find certain women physically attractive. What mgtow does is remember things like awalt, the grass is greener fallacy, the real nature of women, and gynocentric society destroying men on behalf of women, and remembering freedom and sovereignty is better than a little sex.

Women want everything, but want responsibility and accountability for nothing.

[AttonParticipant]

In the end you learned live by it.

A MGTOW is a man who is not a woman's bitch!

[Jim01Participant 6678]

Silver Fox wrote:

Agreed. It’s good to be honest with ourselves about those little nagging fantasies, or daydreams, or whatever you want to call them. There are a couple women in my past life that still manage to get into my thoughts now and then. Rather than try to suppress those thoughts in shame and fear, I prefer to just let them exist, acknowledge them for what they are (daydreams and nothing more), and leave it at that. I’m never going back to the plantation.

I do the same if I start to slip

I also just think to myself how that it is just a fantasy and not real eg

Daydream = nice wife, maybe a kid living in a nice house, getting on and doing all the lame Disney stuff

Reality = her bitching at you for absolutely nothing, creating drama, barking out orders for chores, dragged round boring shops, doing things she wants to do and not you, etc etc

As soon as those thoughts take over the daydreaming s~~~ stops instantly

[Ranger OneParticipant 16836]

All moths are attracted to flames; you were just smart enough to not fly into it.

All my life I've had doubts about who I am, where I belonged. Now I'm like the arrow that springs from the bow. No hesitation, no doubts. The path is clear. And what are you? Alive. Everything else is negotiable. Women have rights; men have responsibilities; MGTOW have freedom. Marriage is for chumps. If someone stands in the way of true justice, you simply walk up behind them and stab them in the heart-R'as al Ghul.

[JustAnotherGuyParticipant]

hmskl’d wrote:

As I have posted so many times, I have been gmow for about twenty two years. No regrets, monk and ghosting suits me well. I don’t talk too much about my previous life .. but there was a time about fifteen years ago, as I had just found my current path .. before I really knew anything about how fruitless and destructive, the blue pill could be .. there was a time when I was attracted to one person and .. of all things, just saw her photo in the news.

I can empathize with this. Cutting to the quick:

I married when I was 27. We had been together for four years. She was 5’7 and absolutely flawless. 125 pounds, slender, ripped physique. Kid comes out, she goes insane, I don’t realize she’s cheating on me the last month (at least) before she files for divorce.

Fast forward five years. My kid is about to start kindergarten (and I’m almost off the hook for daycare, which is f~~~ing expensive). She’s about to poop out another kid by the dude she was cheating on me with.

That flawless body is pudgy and covered in hives and breakouts. I’ve dropped over 50 pounds of body fat.

I’ve lost so much body fat that I’m almost unrecognizable. She’s not hideous, but she’s not the flawless, stunning specimen of athletic excellence she used to be.

Cupcakes are Cold. MGTOW is Absolute Zero.
“Let us wait a little; when your enemy is executing a false movement, never interrupt him” –Napoleon Bonaparte, 1805

[RemovedParticipant 4676]

This made me curious.

I looked up a girl that I dated once, a solid 8; and she would barely be a 4 now. She gained a lot weight, face look like it was made of wax and half melted, and that look on her face that shouts “avoid” at all costs. She is married now, so it seems, and the guy looks like he hasn’t slept for weeks, and his teeth look like they are rotting. He is clearly not taking care of himself. Bullet dodged.

I laughed, and I thought, let’s look up another.

This girl was one of the best looking that I ever dated; she would maybe be a 6 now. She posted something about being on depression medicine, and how she dreamed she would be somewhere else in life. She states that she is lonely multiple times on public social media posts. She seems very resentful. This is the girl that told me that she changed her mind about sex, after we had it. You can read more about that in one of my posts. Bullet dodged.

Strangely, those are the only two that I remember the names of. Maybe I should feel bad about not remembering the names of women that I had sex with, but I really don’t care. They were fun for a time, but became unnecessary baggage in my life. I am glad that I dropped them off with a one way ticket to anywhere but here. Onslaught dodged.

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