Greetings Brothers.
I have been reading the forums for about a year, so I realize my story is not uncommon; still, I would like to share the lessons I have learned.
I was young, stupid, and had nobody to mentor me about woman. Since my mom passed away when I was kid, I had few females to observe during my developmental years as a teenager. No serious relationships other than some short term girlfriends and some regular f~~~ friends after keg parties.
I met the ex when I was 27. Things progressed quickly because I became pussy-whipped, and before long we were cohabitating and purchasing a condo together. She had a 2 1/2 year old, so it was instant family time. I should of realized I was just a another c~~~ on the carousel since she so willingly dumped the kids father so quickly.
Lesson: Do not be a blue-pill simp. Never cohabitate or purchase real-estate with a woman under any circumstances. Never get involved with a woman who already has offspring other than a pump and dump.
We got married in 1989 and two more kids through 1994. Upgraded to the “American Dream” house with 4 bedrooms and 2.5 baths. She worked part time as a waitress. I have a career and paid all the bills, I mean everything, except the groceries. She blamed me for being controlling with the money, but she would burn any money she got hold of instantly and never saved a dime. I should have been forewarned when I found $3000 of secret credit card bills hidden under a table. But as the blue pill husband, I helped her pay them off.
Lesson: Be aware of your surroundings. The secretive and dishonest behavior of a woman does not change.
I was fortunate to have several hobbies including woodworking, fishing and golf to help keep my sanity between the all of the family and financial stress that was put on me. The house was beautiful due to my own blood and sweat. Did everything myself including custom furniture, tile and hard wood floors, shed, pool deck, gazebo, the works.
Fast forward to 2006 when things got bizzare. She went on the carousel and got caught. Who knows how many more there were. The first one was a 20 year muscular chad who was a bartender at her work. This chad also f~~~ed my step-daughter, who also worked at the same establishment. That is how I found out. The step-daughter got knocked up by this chad, had an abortion, and threw her mom under the bus during the resulting family tension. This chad f~~~ed the mother/daughter combination. This was the beginning of the end. I eventually filed for divorce after my investigation of her cell phone bills and use of a GPS tracking device revealed a constant stream of cheating, lies and deception. She even got a secret cell phone and had the bills go to a PO box to hide it from me. She was also f~~~ing a married latino cook and another 21 year cook. Keep in mind she was 43 at the time. I found love letters in her email when she left the computer on one night during the separation. These were the smoking gun that negated her lies.
Lesson: No second chances. I should have file for divorce as soon as chad #1 was revealed.
Next up was the divorce rape. It is no fault divorce in Massachusetts, so she got the house, I got the retirement, and $540 per week child support. I am still paying because my son is still a full time student and in Massachusetts this means you pay until age 23. This will end in October, but alimony is still on the table for the c~~~. I was living in a one bedroom apartment for 5 years with my fishing poles and drill press stuffed in my bedroom closet. But I had peace, took care of myself and managed to not flame out. I did not jump off a bridge and did not kill anyone (although she and her chads probably would have deserved it).
Lesson: Never, and mean NEVER, get married or divorced in Massachusetts.
I made it through this nightmare. I got stronger and wiser. I eventually bought my own house 5 years ago and resumed my hobbies. I have fixed up the house nicely and am now enjoying my assets. But I almost f~~~ed up again. I let a girlfriend move in with. I just managed to kick her out after 3 years. This is a different subject for a future post.
Lesson: Be sure to learn from past lessons. The simp I was may still linger deep inside of me.
I am honored to be a part of this community with you gentlemen. I realized that I was red pill when I started to read the forums and could closely relate to much of the subject matter. You have helped me keep my course through the navigational beacons. Cheers!
If you're going through hell, keep going.
JVB 2 years, 6 months ago.
