New moon

[Bloody HeartlandParticipant 693]

Hello everyone, name’s Bloody, or Boxy if you prefer. New here but not exactly new to MGTOW – although what’s pushed me to this lifestyle may have happened months ago, I’ve known about it for quite some time. As someone who was a liberal, and still very much an atheist after being raised Christian, the past few years have been interesting for me in regard to politics and world view. A lot of it to do with youtube, but also forums like this one. To put it as simply as possible, I leapt from stuff debunking religion, to general skeptic junk, to protecting free speech and tearing down media, to things like A Voice For Men, and lastly this. Even so, personal life experience has a larger effect on all of that, so I’ll try and tell my story in a concise way.

Let me preface with a little bit about myself: I suppose I’m a bit young, relatively speaking, only 25. Seems I’m lucky to not have had to gone through the trials of marriage and divorce rape, or even just toxic long term relationships, probably in part thanks to my autism. Lonely as it is being a socially challenged shut in,perhaps I should count my blessings. Beyond that, I’ve got a part time job cleaning stuff up at a low end retail store, I spend way too much time playing video games, drawing, and writing. Like to think I’m easygoing but I let others decide for themselves.

So, where to start…earliest memories include getting my tonsils out, speech and physical therapy after being diagnosed on the spectrum, my one childhood friend at the same and picking flowers for her and having a mock wedding wherein she ditched me, being deathly afraid of her big overly friendly yellow lab. Not all particularly pertinent, but it paints a picture. Not sure whether I already had a fear of dogs or if that’s the reason why, or if I should have actually been afraid of cooties instead back then, because I didn’t see much of a problem.

There was another early on in school that tried to teach me to slow dance, but soon after I started hanging out with other guys in my class instead because we had more in common. Didn’t matter much as my mother decided homeschooling would be better for my siblings and I anyway. Didn’t blame her as I didn’t like school much at all, and could see myself getting bullied later on had I stayed. Still, made it harder to make any friends.

Started tagging along with my brother, who was a bit older and was already popular around our neighborhood. Not quite ghetto, but not the best place to live. Not that we saw much of it, but the effects of many parents’ poor life decisions reflected on their kids’ behavior and attitudes. Thankfully no drugs, but many had access to cigarettes and condoms. A lot of what we did wasn’t much more than hanging out at our makeshift fort in the woods, me being the annoying kid brother while others smoked and had sex. Suppose at least I got to see some t~~~ and g-strings flashed. I remember getting jealous, wondering why my brother was so cool to everyone, whereas while I wasn’t hated exactly, I was sort of just someone to laugh at.

Eventually we moved, to a town that was probably even worse off, and although for a while it was just my brother and I and him berating me for not knowing anything about fixing cars(because we had to do what he wanted to do all the time), it wasn’t long before we got a similar thing going again. Only this time, drugs and alcohol got to be involved. I recall the night I first had beer, the Halloween the year I turned 14. Weeks prior I had my first “girlfriend” for lack of a better word. Didn’t last long, and in retrospect very stupid s~~~ to have been upset over, but it was a nice excuse to get s~~~faced.

Again, we’d found a place in the woods to hang out, this place on the edge of a swamp, oddly with a big square pit maybe 5 feet deep already dug out, and we’d spend afternoons drinking and getting high, and being in charge of our own schooling we didn’t have much responsibility, so things were pretty carefree for a while. Soon enough I started talking to that “girlfriend” again, let’s call her Angel because I don’t want to use real names here, but this didn’t last long either as she just wanted to be friends, and well, you can probably guess the general tone of how that went.

Got my first job at 16 thanks to my father, dishwashing at a pizza place. For a while it was exciting just to have it and to make money, and I’d waste it all on video games and junk food. Sad to say I didn’t save one red cent, I really wish I would have, but what’s done is done. After a lot of stress built up, two years or so’s worth of wondering why it was everyone else seemed free to slack, while I was reprimanded the moment I made a mistake, and learning I was the only one still at minimum wage, I kind of lost it and quit on bad terms. Another mistake to learn from. Not my proudest moment, I can’t say whether it was all in my head, though I will say it seemed my boss was always stuffing her face and talking to her kids on company time, and this one old hag of a waitress would take 5 minute smoke breaks every 10 minutes, and I’d have to constantly bus her tables(I seriously considered taking her tips). Immature as I was, I doubt I wouldn’t have snapped.

Having pretty much shot myself in the foot, trying to find a job after that was soul crushing. Not sure if it was just that the town was just poor in general, a lot of interviews I had it seemed the building were either extremely old and not up to code or even just straight up unfinished. I’d give them the number of the pizza place, but I was never sure whether my status was that I’d quit or if I was fired, so I had no idea how it reflected on me.

In the meantime, Angel got in contact with me again. She was living with an ex, just doing whatever with her life and working at her fast food joint job she got after high school. Very casual at first but it ended up pretty bad as she came to visit a few times and I caught feelings again, even as she explicitly demanded that I not do so. It was just so nice to have someone to take walks with and talk to after so long, my brother having moved away and next to no social interaction after I quit my job.

We talked about the years spent without each other, and she would soon do most of the talking, a lot about her sexual experiences and since I was desperate, I didn’t tell her that I didn’t want to hear any of it. I was told I was like a diary to her, and I was too stupid to realize that made me more of a doormat, having thought that she must actually like me to be telling me so many intimate details about herself. At the very least she must have felt pity for me as she did end up sending me nudes of herself. It was pretty awkward, I didn’t think she was serious when she asked if I wanted them, and the next day she asked if I would delete them(I lied and said already done).

Funniest part is she was already on to some new guy who had plenty of money, at that point it had gone on for months with him rejecting her and the hamster wheel in her brain trying to rationalize it – “he’s just afraid of commitment”. She even called one night, waking me up just to tell me that he confessed his love for her. That’s one thing – she was the one with a job and yet I was the one always being called almost 24/7, she could not leave me alone for a second, even though her new boyfriend was apparently so important to her. So crucial to her I guess that she barely had time for him and never told him any of the stuff she was telling me. Knowing everything I know now about female behavior, it is still hard to make sense of some of the more ridiculous things that went on.

Halloween night of that year, she came with some friends despite me telling her it was ok, I didn’t really want to do anything. Her friends got candy, while her and I just walked. Eventually they had to go, but she stayed and we hung out at my place until her ride came. Only time a girl was ever in bed with me(admittedly the only place to sit in my room). Forgot about drinking the vodka she brought, wasted time watching dumb youtube videos(I think one might have been Two Best Friends play Metal Wolf Chaos) and playing flash games. She ended up falling asleep face first, head next to my lap, me pressed against the wall and eventually just getting off and sitting on the floor. Pretty late, genuinely tired, but still seems so odd, maybe just my wishful thinking that she could have possibly liked an overweight socially awkward guy like me. Last time I ever saw her was in my doorway, smiling at me, telling me her ride was here and saying goodnight.

Still talked online for a few months, but it wasn’t long before I got fed up and sent her boyfriend her nudes. I didn’t really think about what would happen, just that I felt like I was being taken advantage of with very little in return, and that her boyfriend deserved to know, as much of an ass as she said he was. Needless to say, that was the end of things for quite some time.

A lot happened since then. Got kicked out of our home(had a plan set in stone to pay for 30 years, but everything else skyrocketed and we couldn’t keep up even with cutting everything). Went back to our old town, probably better as I eventually did get another job, where I’m currently working now for just over 3 years. Overall I enjoy it much more than my previous one. Best part feeling appreciated, perhaps not much but have gone from $8.75 to $9.33/hr, getting at least some form of raise per yearly review, so I must be improving.

Not to say it hasn’t come with its own share of problems. First and foremost being the receiving guy whom I started off on the wrong foot with. Got better but he would still constantly need my help with things and dragged me away from my actual job, and it wouldn’t have been so bad if he’d just ask but he’d whistle or yell to me as if I was some kind of dog. Very disrespectful. Thankfully he got fired or quit some weeks ago. Not sure if I should have said anything but the trash eventually takes itself out.

The bigger lesson was learning not to s~~~ where you eat. There’ve been a number of cashiers, unfortunately because it’s just such a hard lesson for me to learn, that have all been attractive in some way. Haven’t bothered with most, but there was one, probably the first girl I’ve ever actually asked on a date, to which she said no thanks, after months of her trying to talk to me and giving me her number and asking to share my food during break. From what I heard, she’d flirt with a lot of the guys, and there’s even differing stories on why she left, so perhaps I dodged a bit of a bullet there.

One that is still awkward, I didn’t ask out but sort of went off on, she’s blocked me on social media and we still have to work around each other. Should be grateful I haven’t heard anything about harassment from my bosses. Objectively speaking I can’t really blame her, I was pretty needy, but then she wasn’t exactly clear with me that I was upsetting her so it came as a surprise. Thing is, now she’s the one to make conversation while I only speak if spoken to. Granted, it’s been quite a while since then and there’s no reason we can’t get along as coworkers.

There was one I wasn’t very attracted to, knowledge about her boyfriend at first probably nipped that in the bud. She invited me to come along to this anime convention, and by the time that rolled around she’d already quit, so having to see her again afterwards wasn’t going to be an issue. Despite my anxiety, it was an ok time, kinda fun, probably not something I would do again though.

One of her friends, Theresa, got to know me, and we started talking through text and fb. Obvious that she hit what I now know as the wall, but she was still interesting to talk to, up until she started complaining nobody would hire her as an artist and that she was living on social security. Not the best myself, but I could tell not even Marvel now would likely want her just on the basis that she’s a woman. I was still a bit of a whiny bitch then about women, and so she wasn’t wrong to berate me about that so much, but she repeatedly asked for help with her bills and made it clear that because I was a white male, I owed her money. That was when I put my foot down and ended things. So our mutual friend disinvites me from the next convention because I called Theresa a bitch, well by then I didn’t really have time for people that bitchy.

Things at home weren’t great for a while, living under my grandmother’s roof. She was one thing, can’t really blame her for being old and senile, made for a lot of funny moments despite often being incredibly frustrating. But no, real issue was my youngest sister. Being the last, I wonder if this psych stuff about the “explosive child” holds true, because she would go crazy over the smallest things. Used to be really bad as kids, then it seemed to quell for a bit, only to get far worse now as we were all adults. My mother always got the brunt of it, and to be honest I find it really annoying my mother just sits and lets it happen and almost seems to love playing victim, that’s always how it is whenever my father says no or I say no or we just can’t agree with her on something, probably very close to shame tactics.

I decide to defend her anyway, and one night I’ve had it with my sister, give her a black eye and throw her out of the house in the middle of the night. People who know me well know for a fact that I might kill a fly but I never, ever use violence to solve any of my problems, and I almost never raise my voice when I calm discussion can be had. It took a lot to get me to do that. Perhaps it speaks to the irrationality of both my sister and mother that that was the only way to resolve things? Who knows.

Since then, she’s moved in with a guy significantly older, and things have gotten a little better. How much, who can say without her moving back in, but I prefer it this way. Actually, I feel kind of bad for her now husband, having left another family nd his crazy ex wife smashing the back window of his car, etc. Never mind now being the target of my sister’s abuse, but maybe he can handle it. Best of luck to him.

My brother, on the other hand, has got someone much closer in age, and now they’ve had a baby together for almost 3 years now. It’s not all been bad, a lot of fun times with them and my niece, but as a man and knowing him, seems things have gone a little downhill, and now I see why perhaps getting all the women isn’t always a good thing. Financial issues, never get any free time, and perhaps specific to them, but his girlfriend is still heavy into drinking even though she’s the one who gets more hours at her job. Not that I haven’t, but at least I don’t have a kid I have to be responsible for. Just goddamn crazy.

Not long after my grandmother passed, I decided to contact Angel again. Stupid of me but I did it anyway. To my surprise, she says she’s missed me a lot and that her new ex that she’s living with is a lot like me. how am I meant to take that? Socially awkward, only far more fit, tons of cash, and who she still regularly let smash despite him explicitly telling her he was only using her for sex. This is all after she’s dedicated herself to cleaning the whole apartment top to bottom, talking to me on the phone the whole time, after she gets out of a 13 hour shift and walks home…I just don’t understand.

Of course I only learn about all this over a span of a month or so, with both of us getting wasted every weekend, and even though she starts with all these intimate things about her new life, she tells me she doesn’t want to get close again. Even so I figure I’ll be there when she needs me and hope that she does the same. By the end, she snapped at me and threatened that maybe we shouldn’t talk anymore, and it was the first time I ever cried in the presence of a girl who was not related to me, and that just made things awkward. Don’t think I was very rational at that point, because I tried to drink a bit of bleach(thankfully not enough to cause anything bad to happen) and told her about it and that I was feeling guilty, and her only response was to cut ties with me.

A few days later she calls in tears of her own and asks if I put her pictures on the internet. Fair enough, I did and had just forgotten all about it, probably a night I was wasted and feeling sorry for myself. Revenge I couldn’t even enjoy because of my own stupidity. I shouldn’t have, but she was planning on leaving just because she didn’t want to deal with my s~~~ anyway, so I figured it was time to let go. Thing is she couldn’t, as someone else posted them on another site months later, and naturally she assumed it was me despite having told me she’d sent nudes to at least 30 other people(so much for having felt special to her way back then).

Had no proof, but I tried to help her get them taken down out of the goodness of my heart. not much luck, and by the end of that year she was attempting to blackmail me and asking for $3000 in just a few short weeks or she would go to the police. As it is now I only make around $800 a month, give or take, and expenses aren’t bad but come to $320 or so, no way I could afford that with no savings. Push came to shove and I decided to look up the laws after asking for some help anonymously, and found that even though there’s a law set in place now, there was no way I could be retroactively punished for.

This was after having already considered suicide, mixing chloramine which I guess I just didn’t get right, and backing out on drop hanging because I wasn’t sure the cable would hold. Partly because I didn’t want to face prison, sure, but also felt guilty about sob stories of people harassing her over these nudes. Needless to say I was pretty furious, figuring she must know she’s asking me for money on false pretenses. Maybe I still should have felt bad anyway, and she asked as much, and I only told her I don’t care, parroting what she’d said to me multiple times before whenever I tried to apologize. She said I was crazy, and I said I wonder why, laughed, and hung up. Around a month later I was notified of a restraining order.

Been almost 8 months since then. Not sure what will happen when it expires; officer seemed to understand it was bs and I was no threat, living so far apart, and suggested I fight it, but that would meaning asking for unnecessary time off and a long travel time and who knows whether the court would have actually been sympathetic. He did say they often get renewed if not fought, and I was lucky to have him show up at my home instead of my job, so I’m not certain what I’ll do now. All I know is I’ll never speak to her again as long as I live…maybe not even worth it to spit on her grave.

Now, even after all of this, I’ve still been a retard. The straw that broke the camels back was actually this past April. You’d think I’d be smarter by now. And this is the most obvious, transparent one, which is really sad. Anyone who’s ever heard of this live.me app, knows it’s some sort of video chatting streaming stuff, and if you’re a dumbass you can spend real money on little trinkets and these people can convert them to real cash on their end(only at literally half the rate). It may come as no surprise to many but, even with some guys who are successful on it, the majority of the money makers are women.

I get caught up with one who was not much at the time, Lilac, whom at first it wasn’t so bad. Just talked a few times a week and not one on one either. But then surgery for my pilonidal cyst came about and I was bedridden and out of work for 3 weeks. Not good for me to have nothing to do and one woman to obsess over – especially one who’s had a child that she doesn’t have the rights to, who’s apparently sold hard drugs, moved back in with her mother, not working, lost her job over a fight with her sister, and aspires to be a pro CoD player. Sounds like a real catch.

I’d got just over $1000 in tax returns and it was gone in weeks. Proof that the little head still has power over the big one at my age, though it’s hard to say whether part of it is autism developmentally stunting progress too. Either way, I thought she’d like me more, but come to find out this other guy she’s pined for tells me that she told him I’m creepy and she only kept me around for money and attention. She could have tried to defend herself, say pretty much anything to prove otherwise, but she just blocked me, and her silence spoke volumes. The most awful thing was I was still somehow the one made to feel guilty about it, and old habits die hard and I cut up my arms again after many years untouched, and now the scars are still there months later.

App itself is not all bad, used it some time later just to try to make new friends. One nice girl from Texas, not all that interesting though even with being in NE myself. Another in Japan who, while the language barrier is very hard to get past, has been kind of fun to get to know, what with trying to learn Japanese already. Even so, she’s taken to calling me ossan despite us being the same age, and I guess it’s meant jokingly, but not really something I care to subject myself to anymore. The other day I quit cold turkey without telling anyone. Probably don’t even notice, and why should they when they’ve got so many others? Can’t exactly be angry at them for that.

Omitted a lot of less important stuff, but that’s all what I feel is most relevant. I’ve got some other thoughts on things but maybe I should save them for other posts. I know I’ve written a lot, so thanks for reading. Any criticism, helpful comments, greetings etc. all welcome.

"I have the fury of my own momentum." "With this ring I thee wed. Fire walk with me."

[CarnageParticipant 22113]

Holy Jesus on cocaine, men that was long.

Hemmm.

Welcome?

To those following me, be careful, I just farted. Men those beans are killers.

[ghostParticipant]

I think you may have just set the record for longest intro.

Welcome!

[NerdTunnelerParticipant]

LOL…It was long..It was like reading his diary…
Anyways, welcome brother…Keep reading and ingesting red pills to learn more…You are still young and at the prime of your life where you can improve a lot in your life…So dont waste it chasing pussy…Its not worth to chase the pussy..Chase your dreams brother, it will give you better satisfaction…

I stand with feet apart and let my balls hang free...Manginas dont have balls...See how they stand and sit at the whim of their masters...

[Truthseeker82Participant 6406]

Welcome! Thank you for taking the time to let us into a bit of your history. Enjoy your stay here and may you find much support and wisdom among us brothers.

[Anonymous 3]

Buddy, take it easy. Time to relax & start enjoying life.
You have definitely been used,just don’t get used up!! Start by reading other introductions. Your young & have a lot of time to grow.
You gave a lot of history about yourself. Thank you & welcome.

[Bloody HeartlandParticipant 693]

Thanks all! Maybe I should take my time and energy and put it into writing a book instead, like I’ve wanted. 😛

"I have the fury of my own momentum." "With this ring I thee wed. Fire walk with me."

[ghostParticipant]

Bloody Heartland wrote:

Maybe I should take my time and energy and put it into writing a book instead

You just did, mate.

[Ranger OneParticipant 16836]

Greetings. That is a lot of stuff.

One the positive side, you have plenty of time to un-f~~~ yourself and to avoid future female f~~~ery.

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.

[RemovedParticipant 4676]

Your story is that of the modern man. You might have been far better off in a generations previous, because most socially awkward people that I meet today are that way because they are masculine and told not to be. They try to fit in, by being more effeminate, but it isn’t natural. I could be wrong, but I think you are socially awkward because you are hiding your real nature. That is even to say, men do not need women, so it would get rid a lot of your stress, though you would still have sexual urges.

Your surrounding yourself with the wrong people. It might be product of your upbringing or the way your older brother is, but you will be much happier detaching from all of this and spending some time in isolation from these people that turn you into an orbiter or amusement on the side. Do not drink anymore bleach, take any more chemicals or cut yourself. You have not even come close to your peak value yet, and have 10 years to establish yourself.

Start now by discovering yourself. You might end up throwing a lot of your stuff away, or selling it, and finding you never liked it anyways. Do not let other people define you.

Welcome to the jungle.

[KolaxisParticipant 668]

And to think that yesterday no one could get Observer to give a single detail about himself.

Welcome aboard! Seems that a lot of people I get along with are mild Autism or Asperger. Don’t let that hold you back in any way; it just gives you a slightly different perspective. We’re grilling steak later, help yourself.

Jackie: How do you write women so well?
Melvin Udall: I think of a man and I take away reason and accountability.

[Anonymous 7]

Hello and welcome home.
Dude, stay away from the pussy.
Read your own intro, nothing but pain and misery comes from chasing gash.
Get a fleshlight.

[Bloody HeartlandParticipant 693]

Thanks again, all.

lol. I don’t know about a fleshlight. Got some similar stuff before but I got bored of it, I suppose just as I’m bored with the thought of sex. Funny, you’d think still being a virgin i’d be starved for it, and it’s not as if I don’t have any sex drive, but finding out my fantasies of finding a woman on the same wavelength as me are just a fabrication, that’s the real bummer. But at the same time, it does feel liberating, in a way, to know that I will always be screwed if I try. Time will be much better spent doing anything else than hunting prey, and it’s nice to know I won’t have to answer to anyone else about it.

Have thought a lot about what I want to do with the rest of my life…of course, I can’t look that far ahead, but I can try. Aside from women, I like to think I’ve been pretty carefree already when it comes to fitting in with anyone. And yet it’s a double edged sword, because it’s led to being overweight and thus other issues(cyst, sleep apnea, high blood pressure), excessive drinking, not doing much more than gaming outside of work. Certainly not invalid, but it’s not what I want for myself, so I’ve got to take responsibility and try.

Had already lost weight before, at least 50 pounds with maybe 30 to go, and went back up after having lost our home. I know I can do it again, and I’ve just become incredibly lazy. Looking for another part time job to supplement my first, though I could try to find something full time; seems a few hospitals here pay decently for the same type of work. Not always the prettiest job, but nothing I can’t handle, being mostly solitary, and job security in that they’ll always need cleaners and not many want to do it. If I can avoid taking loans for classes I don’t need, I’ll take it. So the only things I might want then are my own car/licence and a small studio apt, even if my parents are fine with having me here paying my share of rent. Some more privacy would be nice.

Speaking of others on the autism spectrum, I can’t say I know much. My brother has ADHD, his daughter might too, and I knew one other kid who was closer to me but seemed to be far lower functioning. However, I’ve been a member of Wrongplanet for a few years, and at least that community seems a bit depressive. Some ok people to be sure, but many seem to blame all their problems on ‘nuerotypicals’ or the lack of understanding in mainstream culture. Not necessarily wrong, but I don’t think there’s much sense in using SJW tactics to p~~~ and moan that people are mean on the internet.

Especially disappointing to see so many of them wonder why they apparently aren’t good enough for women, and on the flipside there are those who come to complain their boyfriends and husbands don’t give them everything they want. Maybe it’s not fair to judge after watching enough of Terrence Popp or Paul Elam or TFM, etc., but it’s so obvious they are just shooting themselves in the foot, as if being on the spectrum sort of makes you predisposed to this sort of behavior. I’m so glad to be out of it now before it got worse.

"I have the fury of my own momentum." "With this ring I thee wed. Fire walk with me."

[The Manipulated ManParticipant 1856]

Greetings BH,

Your Introduction is painful to read, because you are making the same mistakes I made at your age. And, so far, you have not learned any lessons.

Bloody Heartland wrote:

…I’ve still been a retard…… You’d think I’d be smarter by now. …….

Most heterosexual men become “retarded” when they are involved with women, including myself, except for the rare Natural Born MGTOWs who are resistant to the charms of women.

All MGTOWs are aware of the problem and that is why we are going our own way.

You have found a Gold Mine here at MGTOW.com.

Keep reading and listening to the stuff in the Archives.

My advice to you is to try to see all Women as the Parasites that they really are.

Here is a link to a Post that shows what happens in nature:

Parasitic-jeweled-wasp

Here is some more advice:

You must stop being a pussy beggar.

Stop looking at porn.

Instead of playing video games, make your body strong.

Find a way to make money, learn discipline, and train your mind/body with other men.

Find a full contact martial arts school and learn how to defend yourself.

Learn a manly trade like, Cement Finisher, Brick Mason, Iron worker, Plumber…

Start off as a Construction Laborer.

Find an apprentice program at one of the Unions.

Find a Mentor.

What happens when a man finally comprehends the cold and calculating thoughts that are going through a woman's mind, while her eyes are brimming with tears?

[The Manipulated ManParticipant 1856]

Bloody Heartland wrote:

….excessive drinking….

Go to AA meetings and immediately ask for a temporary Sponsor to help you get started. Down the road, you can have more than one Sponsor.

Listen to the stories of other men whose lives were ruined as a result of drinking.

Work the Twelve Steps Program with your sponsor.

Go to as many AA meetings as possible.

Even though chasing pussy and drinking are closely related, it is a bad idea to talk about MGTOW at those meetings, especially as a newcomer.

Addicts in recovery are desperate for a “Higher Power” to help them. Alas, many of them choose to follow established religions that are hostile to MGTOWs.

Focus on being Rigorously Honest with YOUR behavior when dealing with AA.

Be aware that everyone at those meetings are wrestling with their own character defects.

But, it is best to meet face to face with other men who regularly attend those AA meetings.

Go with them for coffee afterwards.

Sign up for their study groups.

Participate in their activities.

Go on their retreats.

They are closely aware of the problems you are having, so be prepared for them to call you out (confront) on your foolishness.

A man who has years of sobriety and recovery is a treasure, you should be thankful for them.

DO NOT DATE OR BEFRIEND ANY OF THE WOMAN WHO ATTEND THOSE MEETINGS.

In fact, try to avoid woman for a while.

What happens when a man finally comprehends the cold and calculating thoughts that are going through a woman's mind, while her eyes are brimming with tears?

[MarketWatcherParticipant]

Welcome Sir. Good read.

[Anonymous 12]

A lot of effort, a long and muddy road you walked.
Welcome!

I hope you get away from your dead-end family and life and possibly Job.

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