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Anonymous12When I first discovered MGTOW I was already on the way I just didn’t know what i was doing was part of a collective.
I was still interested in women although it was a waning interest. I have always preferred whores anyway.
Now I think I am approaching Asexual Monk mode to be honest. I really don’t feel any desire for women at all and sometimes even feel ill at the thought of being intimate with one again.
The long I am trying to make is I didn’t do anything to get to where I am now. I just did my own thing, enjoyed myself and women became less and less important over time.
i hope that helps to some degree.
An easy example we will all understand is that young attractive women will expect favours. We don’t want to do them. This an produce negative results in the wider social group. The easy solution is do the favour, be the good little white knight.
Of course when I was young, an attractive gal could get me to do whatever she wanted. I’ve learned a lot since those younger years. Some young attractive women will not even ask. They demand. Unless I choose to completely ignore them, I’ll ask, “What do I get in return?” Some will get angry. Some will smile and say nothing. Others will give me something in return, even if it’s just showing me their t~~~, and depending on what they want, that may be enough for the moment.
My point is, I’ll let them use me a little if it’s mutual and I get to use them. One hot gal I knew used to borrow money a lot, but she’d always pay me back. One time she borrowed $20.00 and I told her she could keep it if she got completely naked and let me touch her. No sex, just groping. She agreed and for me, it was well worth it, because she was the hottest gal I’ve ever personally known.
They’re all whores and they each have their price, even it isn’t necessarily money.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
I wake up and thank Jesus for hosting my spirit and keeping me alive in the flesh of my first born and only begotten son.
I inventory everything in my possession and insure it takes takes less than 5 minutes and none of it is in my son’s name..He has nothing more for anyone to take away.
Then I guide my son to accept the cards life has dealt him without complaint and when his life is over, he understands why (WIN OR LOSE) he must hand those cards back into the deck so his posterity will be dealt a hand from full deck.I then rejoice in the fact that although my flesh died in 1999, my selfless son has given me his living flesh for my personal use and I am A living man domiciled in my own small kingdom of heaven on earth..
Men have rights in my kingdom. Because they know to waive everything else the authorities offer.
Being my son’s creator as well as his legal guardian, public defender and the Highest custodial agent known to mankind
is real and true freedom…I can guide my son’s flesh to go any way I wish..Yes Blessed is my impoverished son in my spirit…
Who better to protect creator given rights than ones own creator?
I have to forgive my son because it is not in the hearts of the general public to forgive him..
They would crucify him if they could..
All he did was try to stand up for his own basic rights, so as to protect their rights also..
Love and respect
I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.
Most of us are the same as anyone else. We work, take care of the bills and the household and focus on what makes sense for ourselves instead of catering to others.
That simple philosophy has increased the quality of my life immensely. It eventually comes down to the daily habit of saying “No”.
I realized how many things in my life were detrimental and how I no longer wanted them to negatively affect me. The answer was “No”. When you find yourself skint and pull out the credit card to buy some unnecessary item, the answer is No! When some chick you’re banging starts trying to make you spend money or do things that you don’t want to do, the answer is No!
Someone once tried to tell me that is a selfish way to live life. It was of course a woman who herself never spent a dime on others and only did things when it was convenient for her.
Learning to say No! is the point in my life where I believe that I truly became mature.
#MANOUT
Learning to say No! is the point in my life where I believe that I truly became mature.
+1. This is so very important. You cannot be truly free if you cannot say no, even when you feel that the universe will go against you if you do so. People will make you feel like a bitch, but hey, all they ever wanna do is make you their bitch, right?
Setting small goals for yourself also help. I try to divide a large goal into smaller ones, and upon successfully taking one step, I pat myself on the back. Self-appreciation…. appreciating yourself whilst on this road is of paramount importance. Because its highly unlikely you’d get that from somebody else.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
Yes, I agree, learning to say “no” is the key to freedom. I am so used to saying yes since childhood that it is still difficult to say no sometimes but I am improving. Now by default when a woman asks me for something I say no, I will do my best to make it a strong daily habit to say “no”.
Thank you everyone for your valuable advice.
NO is a wonderful word!
I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.
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