What was an event that led you to embrace the MGTOW lifestyle?

[Anonymous 5]

For me at every corner every level everyday being abused told to calm down told to vote told to respect women told this told that bla bla bla every f~~~n day!! without anyone stopping to give a f~~~ about me. Which is life – the only people who could figure this towards me who I can call “friends” have there heart in there hands. Every tutie friutie (mangina) mainstream f~~~ I trusted always stabbed me in the back. And now am free and I could cares less about anyone but myself.

[Typhoon MkIbParticipant 9]

Born this way. Loved Lego more than girls, though i did not let an opportunity slip if i could “cup a feel” so to speak.
Loved my nintendo more than competing to lose virginity, although i had my fingers wet on a pair of girls at the age of 14.
Loved my playststion EQUALLY to getting sex at the age of 18
so it started at a very early age, the preference for independence and shaping my own family less, marriage less future.
…all the while having pussy for mutual sexual relief.

[Anonymous 9]

I posted my introduction not too long ago, but the event that lead me here is being cheated on by a girl that I dated for over 8 years.

Just doing everything that I could to please her, and being a f~~~ing simp is what lead me down this path. That’s no longer the case anymore as I’ve embraced this lifestyle long before I even created my account on here. But coming across the MGTOW forum, and being able to relate to so many men who’ve been through similar situations is reassuring.

I’ve been single since 2010, and the dating scene requires too much investment for such a miniscule return.

But in the times that I’ve tried talking with other females, they just end up repulsing me. It’s all about them, and in that they hardly bring anything to the table.

I don’t like worrying about females, and the hurt experienced after breaking up with someone long term just makes you say f~~~ it all.

Sex is great, but there’s too much manipulation on their end that I just despise.

[MgtowWaveParticipant 4352]

Ex wife was abusive and cheated.We were separated for a long time before I filed for divorce and since I wasent about to be a cheater too I was essentially single for a long time..I went to a divorce recovery class/program for a while and wile there heared about a pre marriage class and heard that like 70% of the attendees decied not to marry(they really get to know eachother outside of Disney romantic b.s.).After I divorced her, two things – I had gained a suspicion about the motives of women and decided I wanted no parts of being anyone’s boyfriend for a long time..There were some women I worked with who flirted with me but I friend zoned them except one who I broke up with after about two weeks.I saw her later in a 7-11 with her tatted up thug ex who she told me ruined her life.I found our later that she was a woman who didn’t want to do s~~~ for herself but wanted to be provided for.She was fired n never saw her again.The other thing I poured my life into being a father to my son whenever I had him .
Around 2011 a friend of mine n his gf set me up with a friend of hers.Well she moved across town n we stopped seeing each other.I bump into her one day after work n find out she’s homeless.So my dumb ass let her stay with me.I paid for everything for her n she wouldn’t get a job n she got increasingly bitchy till I told her I want her to go.She got all “I’m sorry” .About 3 days later she pitched a fit and almost got me arrested.Five minutes later my wallet was missing n the cops wouldent do s~~~ to help me get it back.
I started searching for help for abused ppl online n found most is only for women.I found BeGood4000s youtube channel menwhoareabused. And the forum it’s inactive now but was infiltrated by WKs feminists n feminist trolls.
And I found Avfm and then BarBar and manwomanmyth and Stardusk.
And btw avfm has gone downhill. Ask angryharry.My son is legaly an adult now ,hes had 1 gf he never talks to anymore and hes a videogame addict.Good for him

frankly my dear i don't give a damn

[ironheartParticipant 942]

I could make a list so long that it would not fit on this forum of all the crap I have been subjected to personally, seen happen with friends and family, and witnessed through others in general — all proof by the truckloads.

From the woman whose lies cost me my family and business, to the ones who falsely accused me of things to get rid of me in the workplace. All sucker punches you never see coming, but as a man can do pretty much zero to prevent. We are always looking over our shoulder now days to expect women to be abusers. It feels like the norm, and I hate it. While the women stand there and enjoy their sick drama that they create no matter who they harm, they are never punished or called on their actions. Such behaviors are pathological and are being ignored by our society as being real. But of course a man can never be a victim, oh no!. That was why I joined the MRA movement at first, because the voices and experiences of men need to be heard. Men need to know they are not the only ones suffering or victimized.

For me it was three years ago really. Several things happened that year involving the crap women do to other. Not the least of which was a friend of mine who felt so much pain from what his ex-wife had inflicted. She was rich, he was a simple peon. She sued him and got the judge to agree to take all his possessions over trumped lies she created. This after years of her being investigated by the police for harassing and stalking him with murderous intent, and the cops telling her to leave him alone. He climbed on a bridge, and ended his life because he thought he had no more options. He was too proud to reach out for help to his brothers. She never spent a day in jail for any of the ten years she spent falsely accusing him of everything under the sun. He was a good father to his two kids, and a an honest man. But in the end he went to get help from the system, and the system failed him. I still that pain even just remembering it and to put it into words. The bytch got what she wanted — him dead.

I have had two best friends murdered by their GFs, both just because they looked at another woman. One was pushed off a boat to drown and the other killed in a murder-suicide. Yes women do commit murder suicides much more then is acknowledged. But of course in all these cases, other women said “it must have been the man’s fault.” Both were good men who never hurt anyone in their life. They did not deserve how their young lives ended.

Such disgusting arrogance I find the normal now. The level of injustice that men are forced to endure I simply cannot tolerate as a rational and adult human being. Yeah there are men who are pricks too. Some guys just suck at being human beings too. We all know that. But women trying to prove they can be bigger pricks is not helping anyone. Women as the caretakers of family life and social ethics — not anymore. Not a chance ever again if they continue the way they are.

Women have so screwed up this society and everything good that it once represented. I don’t hate women, but I do blame them collectively for the damage they have caused. There are almost no women worth respecting in the world anymore. I can count the few I do on one hand (no that is not a bad joke). Feminists that had valid arguments, are now seemingly all joining the man-hate bandwagon. Famous talking heads are siding with the crazies, or being witch hunted by them. The few authors out there like Helen Smith or Naomi Wolf that have something valid to say are being shouted down by their BFF in the media. I look at that crap and find it hard to believe how women in general are so dam blind. It is sad to see our world fall apart.

Make no wonder women are banished to second class status in some of the oldest civilizations in history. The men in those societies have had a few more thousand years of watching what women’s nature is then we have here in the west. In the end women will lose their right to being respected in the west too.

That is why I will never ever marry. Women are the ones who have to make the change with other women, and they need to prove that they have. Without respect, there can be nothing else. There is nothing about modern western female culture or practice that can be respected.

It is on Male shoulders to save the world again, as it always has been.

Darth Sin wrote:

You know that there are stages in a romantic relationship ? Mine always failed when the woman tries to control you, to make you her bitch, usually using passive aggressiveness, guilt tripping and not putting out. Eventually, I realized this pattern and realized that even though I have flaws, romantic relationships with the human female are relations~~~s because they will always try to control you, try to make you into what you are not, trying to turn you into a utilitarian drone. If they succeed, they eventually get bored of you and move onto some other schmuck. If they fail, they and their hive minded girl friends eject you unceremoniously.

Yeah I can relate. I expect most here can. I have seen this pattern so many times, that I have reached the end of my rope on patience with it.

I have never met a woman yet who did not feel compelled to test that by pushing things to the edge. Then they act all surprised when you leave. Such BS.

"Women have become so full of hatred that they are blind to reason and humanity. That which they practice will be the end of humanity, long before any war that men may fight.." "Women are predators by nature. Why else do you think they are so quick to gang up and go after a man they hate for showing any sign of weakness?"

[JjParticipant 178]

“WHAT WAS AN EVENT THAT LED YOU TO EMBRACE THE MGTOW LIFESTYLE?”

(A) Being born

(B) Attempting “normal” things like being in a relationship/casual sex.

(C) Family court system

 

[Zuberi TauParticipant 10606]

I attended a “hippie friendly” high school that was contaminated with half assed feminists.

Started going my own way at the age of 15 and have been living it ever since.

 

[DarthWParticipant 70]

For me, marriage and kids was never a priority.  I didn’t date much in college because I didn’t have money, and, even in my naivete, it seemed women wanted guys to always be spending money.  I kept to my books and career in my 20s thinking I’d think about marriage when I had money.

When I started a good career, and was making money, then I was working a lot and always still in school.  I dated more, and while I like sex, all the other crap that goes with dating seemed tedious.  And my dad was 36 until he married, so I figured I had time to wait.  Then, one day in my mid-30s I stopped by a furniture store looking for a new couch.  I could hear two mid to late 20 something girls talking in the back office.  One of the girls was dating some guy, and the other girl asked him if she liked him.  The first girl replied something like, “He’s kinda boring, but he pays for food, drinks, and entertainment.  So, I’ll keep going out with him until something better comes along.”  I had see some of this attitude subtley from women I had dated, and wondered if they were just using me for a free meal, and this girl’s comments got me thinking.  After that I dated more, but was a little more observant as to what was in a relationship for me.

Finally, about 5 years ago I started dating my last serious relationship.  She was 13 years younger, extremely attractive to me, and had two cute kids.  We seemed to hit it off well, I went into super nice guy mode thinking this relationship was so different from any other.  In time it became apparent she was damaged:  father died when she was young, her mother is a drug addict, my GF couldn’t set good boundaries with her deadbeat ex who supposedly treated her so badly nor could she set boundaries with her POS mom.  I was really interested in her, but my anxiety kept growing because no matter how I did the math all I saw was that this woman wanted my house, my job, my savings, etc to ease her life, yet I would get nothing in return because the only things she offered was debt, drama,  bad credit, and more drama.  Finally, when she revealed she was also on Xanax to cope with her messy life (and I already knew she was taking Vicodin for some supposedly bad knees), I knew my psyche was warning me to get out.  Every time she opened her mouth, there was garbage revealed in which I would be cleaning up messes she created, but I wasn’t bringing any of the baggage for her.  Eventually, her addict mom moved in with she and her kids,  her worthless sister also moved in with her,  and I overheard them talking about money one day in such a way that they were saying “If someone else has it, they shouldn’t have a problem giving it to me.”  I’m a guy who worked fulltime through college, has paid for everything I have, and asked noone for anything,  so I realized I was, again, just a wallet to her and her brood.

My step into MGTOW was rough after breaking off my relationship with her.  In spite of her weakness and greed, there was a lot of ways I felt ‘connected” to her, which really wasn’t true, it was just my feeling.  I kept thinking “Here I am in my early 40s, and maybe I missed out on something good in marriage.”  I thought maybe I was some extremely selfish man for not wanting to take on her mess and baggage.   In my search for answers, I found more and more men who logically and sensibly justified staying out of relationships, how women are, etc.  and so much of it obviously was right and true.  Finally, I came across Tom Leykis’s internet radio show, and so about a year ago I became cool with MGTOW.   I always leaned this direction, but due to social pressure thought maybe I should be married.  Now I know differently.

[Executor MaxwellParticipant 591]

Well I was always effectively born “red pill” with a tendency to see things as they really are so I was able to bypass a lot of harsh first hand experience.

Though thinking back on it there was actually an event that did get me past just going my own way on my own inertia and started me on the journey of finding out about the existence of the MRM, AVFM (this was 2ish years ago now so before the big brewhaha) and finally MGTOW, which was one of the biggest reliefs of my life, to suddenly find out it wasn’t just me that was seeing this.

SO, about 2 years ago I was helping a group out with running an event of sorts, when I encountered…. the….  …. thing is the only way I can put this. Lets not even get in to questions of levels of undateability or madness of this thing because it is beyond proper reckoning with any sensible scale.

I was present in a room with an actual staff writer for Jezebel.

From what I have seen clearly they do a lot of work toning down the crazy before publishing. It’s behavior was erratic and unsettling to begin with. Frankly if I behaved at its default level of civility I might be placed in an asylum but then one of it’s points was interrupted by a guy who mentioned an MRM point on some issue. This completely enraged the thing to the point of violent erratic motions, it remarked on its own nearly uncontainable rage and stomped around with a level of aggression that could get someone shot in another context. I would have marked the behavior as not except-able in a civilized society but naturally nothing was done about it until the thing petered its self out on its own and then people pretended nothing happened.

Along with its raging about it leveled a series of absurd accusations about the activities and nature of the MRM and I had though to myself surely I would have heard something about this before if such heinous things were truly being done.

So I did the natural thing and when I got home I tried googling the subject. and the timing being what it was the first hit was the original airing of “Big Red” lets just say I was not amused. And that’s is what ultimately led me to discovering MGTOW.

[MecklotParticipant 608]

An update:

I helped shot behind-the-scenes footage for a film festival. Several people had to shoot a short film. I was given a camera and I checked through the clips that were already shot.

Well, you’ll never guess who I saw in that footage.

The moment I saw her, I swore like hell.

But then I remembered the MGTOW philosophy. I got my s~~~ together and calmed down. I then met her in person.

However, things were different this time. I stayed professional, and limited contact to necessity. I was focused in fine-tuning my shots and shooting on action. We chatted about the people filming, and that was pretty much it.

Thank goodness for this site and its members, MGTOW is definitely something I will subscribe to.

 

[Anonymous 2]

All romantic interactions with women ever lead me to MGTOW.

[KeithParticipant 482]

I was born to be MGTOW, but I never realized it had a name until I read Helen Smith’s Book, “Men On Strike.. . . “.

Below is a an overview of the collective events that accumulated to make me realize my decision was solid:

I had my first negative experience with the fairer sex at 15, she was 19 and we worked together.  She had a car and a job and lured me into sex.  It was fantastic (or so it seemed at the time but I had no frame of reference).  Immediately afterwards I felt the pressure.  I was playing football at the time and I found myself having an argument with her because “football was more important” than she was.  That made me nuts, so I told her it was and goodbye.

Following that bummer, as a freshman in college (I attended a university with a female to male ratio of 4:1), I learned about the hookup.  Plenty of chicks, no dinner or drinks required, no “dating”,  just polite talk and an erection were required.  College was by far the best environment for meaningless, carnal, no strings attached sex ever.

After college things became much more complicated, these women are firmly entrenched in the child bearing years, so the casual get togethers were rare and then non-existent.  I was in grad school and I instinctively did the cost/benefit analysis and found it to be unprofitable.  I determined that relationships had a very high cost in terms of up front costs compared to the return on the investment and I suppose I just never had the energy for it.  So, each time I though I wanted to go out on a traditional date, I put that money in the bank as a future investment with a better expected return.

Then I watched my buddies get married and endure the slow process of being emasculated without the benefit of a pain reliever.  They essentially checked out and subjugated their will and identity for a new “collective” identity that was dominated by their wives.  It was painful to watch.

So all these things together have convinced me that there are no if’s or maybe’s I’ll never have babies and that means no wife either.

On the upside, I do have an elderly neighbor who travels quite a bit.  I drive her to the airport,  feed her cat and watch her house when she is away and I change the occasional light bulb.  She always offers to pay me, which I refuse of course, so she is always cooking something for me (and she is a fantastic cook), she likes to sew, so she will mend things and the last time I traveled for work, she cleaned my entire house from ceiling to floor and even ironed my sheets.  She has is a low investment with a very high rate of return.  She has not tried to change me, mold me, lecture me or criticized me for being single.  She must have been a very good wife!

 

ONCE UPON A TIME there was a man who never found a wife and he lived happily ever after. The End.

[Jackson1888Participant 111]

KEITH: you are as much of a MGTOW as me if not more! I never thought I’d see the day when I’d high five a guy who was turning down sex in favor of taking care of an old lady’s house and her cats! ROFLMAO!

 

The truth is that there is just no value whatsoever to women. I’m at the point where I don’t think the sex is worth my time. I really don’t.

 

You go through one Lawsuit and you think in the back of your mind…after fighting for 3 years full time, “If there was a women waiting to grab all that money after the hell I’ve been through I would just go shoot myself”.

[lukeylalaParticipant 56]

After the last girl who said she wanted to be with me one minute, then not the next f~~~ed me around. It was the straw that broke the camels back. I am DONE chasing or pandering to women. I have been much happier focusing on myself.

[KingOfTheSeaParticipant 1270]

My brother’s death. I’ve avoided sharing it on here until now, but I feel like it’s important that other guys, especially younger ones, learn about this. My younger brother was a great kid with a big heart. He could get angsty sometimes and didn’t want anyone around him, but he was the kind of guy that did nice things for others only when he knew they weren’t looking. He was a lot like me when I was that age: overweight classic codependent with massive insecurity issues that was desperate for female attention. The only problem with that was that he was a stand-up guy and all the females in his life were massively superficial and flaky. One morning, a couple months ago, he stays home sick from school, waits until my parents and siblings leave, goes and gets his gun and shoot himself in the head.

 

He was 17 years old.

That’s what broke me: Seeing the power over his life the female presence had and, worse yet, the fact that none of these girls and women cared except for when it came to post the post-funeral dinner photographs on Facebook and pretend they cared about him when they posted things on his wall. Something in my head finally went “click” and I realized that it doesn’t matter to them; he’s just a cog in a machine in their eyes. My brother’s death isn’t a meme, it’s not a f~~~ing event, it’s not a goddamn opportunity to post selfies with your friends because you had an opportunity to dress up. MGTOW saves lives, guys. Not my brother’s unfortunately, but it’s saving mine.

[Vector VikingParticipant 413]

I finally remembered my breaking point! I had tried to think of the answer to the OP’s question several times and kept missing the mark because I was searching my memory for a singular negative event instead of an overwhelmingly positive one.

I had made plans to spend a week away with the gf- and all the pain-in-the-ass scheduling arrangements and expenses that go with it. This was actually the second time I had gone to the trouble to set up this trip, she had cancelled at the last minute the first time and the whole thing was already a nightmare of rearranging (which with work and timeshare involved other people that didn’t even know her) by this point. So the day before we’re set to go, she calls to cancel AGAIN because one of her chick friends was getting divorced and needed a place to crash or some bulls~~~. So I tell her fine, I’ll cancel the plans and take the financial hit on it again, but I’m not going to reschedule anything.

She immediately launches into this giant screaming and crying tirade, the kind where you have to hold the phone away from your head. I can’t even tell you what it was about because I put the phone down, went in the bathroom and brushed my teeth, came back and SHE’S STILL SCREAMING. So I put it back down and went back to the bathroom and took a nice leisurely morning dump, where I had a bit of an epiphany (ain’t that usually where it happens?). I came back to my living room and picked the phone back up, wishing she had reached critical anger mass and hung up on me, but nope! Still screaming. I told her that she can do whatever she wants, but that I’d box up the stuff of hers that she kept at my apartment and drop it off on her step on the way to the airport and that I was going to go by myself and hung up the phone.

BEST. VACATION. EVER.

With the money that I likely would have spent on her, I went SCUBA diving with green sea turtles in Akumal, went deep-sea fishing in the Gulf for a day, took day trips to Chichen Itza one day and Tulum/Xel-Ha another, made friends with a Coati, went rock climbing with a couple of cute Burmese girls that I met at the swimming pool bar, went to a goddamn RAVE in Playa del Carmen one night, (who knew those were even still a thing?) generally had the time of my life. Made a bunch of friends from the US, Mexico, UK, and France, and still keep in touch with them. If that wasn’t enough of an overload of awesome, I used the airline credit from cancelling her flight and spent the following New Year’s Eve in NYC, and went to see one of my favorite bands (Gogol Bordello). So that’s how my last relations~~~ ended and my red-pill life began.

When I got back from Mexico and checked my text messages (don’t mess around with adding international plans when you go abroad, just get a burner when you get there), there was a veritable rollercoaster of emotional messages and voicemails from her, the last of which said -get this- “I’m willing to give you another chance if you learn to work on your communication skills.” I laughed so much, I got to skip ab day that week.

 

[BiG_WeaselParticipant 116]

For me, it was simple.  I got divorced after 12 years of marriage to a woman who was “miserable” being married.  She got custody, I got a child support payment that took 40% of my meager paycheck, which put me nearly destitute and homeless.  I met a woman, moved in with her after I relocated for a job.  She decided SHE wanted to relocate for a job, so we split.  Met other women, and learned that A) I like having to be accountable only to myself , and B) Marriage is a trap.  That was it for me.  MGTOW for life now, and spreading the gospel wherever I go.

[shavedvagParticipant 3]

After being attacked by radical feminist during my high school years. Having to sit through hours of them ranting about their hardships of being a women and how i should respect their menstrual cycle. Being told over and over again that i was part of some huge group doing some oppressing when all i could think was to spit on the dumb bitches face and point out her hypocritical lifestyle. The double standards held, the hairy armpits and leg hair grow outs. Realising after i broke up with my last girlfriend was the biggest point after she would objectify me as a male and use feminism as in accuse to get what she wanted. By abusing me while telling me that i was abusive,  i have been up in many pussy’s snd i can tell you its wreaks of hypocrisy.

[Suuri PoikaParticipant 3]

Seeing my dad divorce my mom to be with another woman with 3 daughters. She was (and is) a c~~~ who’s “dreams” of being a chef have sapped my father, who makes 6 figures a year, of almost all of his money. Forcing him to live in hickville west virginia, drive 6 hours a day to D.C. and back to a woman, (who just recently decided to try and make sure he didnt leave her ass on the street and get a job at f~~~ing target), who moaned and complained about how I was costing them too much money to see 3 times a month (I visited him on every other weekend).

My dad tells me just about every time i do see him “dont let the ladies keep you down”. When i tell him my dreams of moving out west, when i get the money, and do god knows what for a job living in the middle of no where with my dogs and my thoughts, he looks like he wishes thats what he did instead. I know what I need to do, and its what I want to do, not some dame’s dream of a suburb with 4 kids and me grinding my teeth in my minivan until i keel over from prostate cancer so she can get my life insurance.

[IGMOW (I Go My Own Way)Participant 2572]

For myself, nothing really has been working in general.  I am now 47, and the prospects of myself starting a family, due to my financial situation, is very low, assuming I wanted to.  I have to find a way that works the best for me, that fits what I need.  I can’t find patterns that work, all I get is empty words from others.  So, I might as well go my own way.

Wait, I didn’t even get to the problems with even finding a woman I have attraction to and am compatible with.  What I seem to find, being so used to being single in this area, that when I approach trying to find a woman and do this, it just doesn’t work. I am increasingly aware that women are attention magnets and what to suck off as much of your cognitive process as possible, and what you to make them the center of your life… and you have to be good enough for them.  Did I ever mention two women I knew came down with STDs (not by me)?

As someone who does game design, I don’t do games I can’t win, and I am tired of having things be where I can’t win, so I go my own way.  This is MGTOW on a number of levels.  If it is going to be, “but my sex drive needs it”, I better well sacrifice that for peace, if possible.

 

"I am my own thang. Any questions?" - Davis S Pumpkins.

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