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As a kid, I wanted long hair. I thought it looked nicer on my sister, on girls, etc. Boys’ short hair and their identical haircuts were so boring. My parents wouldn’t let me.
“Why can’t I have long hair?” I said. “You let my sister have long hair.”
“Because she’s a girl.”
It thought it was incredibly unfair, and it made no sense to me. Fifteen years later, I know it’s incredibly unfair, and know it makes no sense.
". . . elle, suivant l’usage des femmes et des chats qui ne viennent pas quand on les appelle et qui viennent quand on ne les appelle pas, s’arrêta devant moi et m’adressa la parole"—Prosper Mérimée
Mine came in layers. I was the unpopular geek in high school, then went to college, discovered weight lifting but stayed a geek. I noticed no one gave me the time of day but they regularly dated/banged the asshole popular dudes. I joined the military got married/got divorced and same thing. Nice guys finishing last, beta providers getting leftovers. It clicked when I saw ugly women on online dating sites demanding top notch dudes. Then it clicked hard after I dated this one gf, we break up, shes with a PUA who cheated on her multiple times. Ever since then, I went through an asshole stage and was able to get laid a handfull of time due to insecure, low self esteem women trying to prove their worth to me. Now I’m more indifferent. I make it absolutely clear I am not looking for anything. If pussy falls in my lap, sure I’ll take it. I will not spend any money, time, or action to get it though.
If it costs you your peace of mind, then it is too expensive.
…and this is important….wall women are gross.
Preach on. Haha.
Now I’m more indifferent. I make it absolutely clear I am not looking for anything. If pussy falls in my lap, sure I’ll take it. I will not spend any money, time, or action to get it though.
I am at this stage as well.
I went on a bit of tare after the ex f~~~ed off with a Chad and handed me my walking papers. Now, I am not interested in spinning plates. If the opportunity-cost of getting my bean waxed is greater than that of a professional I’m not interested.
Starting to rediscover some hobbies and get a routine again. No interest in a g/f f~~~ing that up.
- Marriage is described as an institution. You would have to be crazy to be commited to it. -"If you want to live a happy life, tie it to a goal. Not people or things" Albert Einstein
I can’t say which one was first. That part of my life is rapidly approaching a quarter century ago and the memory at that point is getting dim.
But I do remember well, having to deal with obnoxious girls and their obnoxious behavior in early elementary school. Those kind of things are where my aversion to them was forged.
High school was a mess. Meat market. You had slutty girls spreading malicious gossip about you, because you didn’t recognize their “signals” and thus paid them no attention.
Indifference is really taking hold now though.
I remember it vividly, my first major red pill moment.
But first, there were a couple of minor incidents. The very first realization was a petty moment; a girl stole a piece of chalk, she got slapped on her wrists; I took a piece of chalk, and God! I face the wrath of Satan himself from my teachers.
My major life-turning moment happened when I was in 4th grade. I was a shy guy who didn’t realy click with the majority of guys; rather I clicked well with the girls. Remember, this was before puberty, so there were no form of sexual attraction towards them.
Anyways, one day during recess, a usual name-calling game took ‘ugly turns’, and one of ’em fat ones falsely accused me of saying something bad about her family.
The next thing I know, the female teacher who was present, held me by my hair, dragged me down (I fell from my chair) and threw me out of the classroom. Then, constantly rebuking me while she did, she made me kneel down holding my ears outside the classroom for more than an hour.
Tbh, it didn’t really hurt at that time as much as it did when I recalled that incident years later. I finally got to know that women had way more privileges and double-standards abound.
I don’t hold grudge against the girl in question; she was as shocked as I was when the incident happened, so was everyone in that room. She later apologized saying “If I knew she was going to do that to you, I’d never have done it.” Truth was, she herself didn’t know she possessed so much power.
But I was never given a fair chance; she was taken for her word, and I was crucified because I was a ‘boy’ with the potential to do ‘bad things’ to a bigger and fat girl.
There were more instances later: the self-entitled teachers were the worst. Once I had to shave my head for religious reasons, and that bitch just ‘slapped the hat off my bald head’ just for fun. I remember the whole class laughing at me; and these experiences laid the foundation for me becoming red pill for life.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
I don’t hold grudge against the girl in question; she was as shocked as I was when the incident happened, so was everyone in that room. She later apologized saying “If I knew she was going to do that to you, I’d never have done it.” Truth was, she herself didn’t know she possessed so much power.
That is what it’s come down to in many situations, the power is on the female side primarily. That girl may not have known about her power but she quickly learned I imagine.
"what a waste of a life, to marry, give up your freedom, just for the hope of not dying alone. Don't get married Son."
Tough to pin down the exact moment but years ago I met this woman, cool to hang out with, etc. We went out a few times, was invited to her apartment before our next “date” and found out she had two young children. In an effort to be open minded to all individuals and their situation (addiction doctrine) I didn’t bolt out the door immediately. Had a good time, we f~~~ed, slept over and went home the next morning.
A few days later I get a call, from a private number, from her ex husband who’s currently out on bail. Obviously threatening on the phone, I laughed and hung up the phone. All the while recording the entire conversation on my computer. I could see where this was going.
She came over the next day after the incident, we f~~~ed, then I told her I have 0% interest in getting involved in her domestic bulls~~~. I quickly realized what her game was: a pawn to be used in some sort of jealous BS game they were playing. I was having none of that. Not a chance I’m risking a clean record for her of all people. She left in quite a hurry afterwards.
Days later I received a call from her telling me he has been coming around my area waiting for me outside of my apartment with his buddies (He’s never met me or seen a picture of me so I knew this was bulls~~~). She wasn’t telling me as a threat, only for my own safety. RIIIIGHT!
Next day I dropped by the police station, dropped off a cd with all of the recorded conversations with him and anything with her afterwards. Then I filed a restraining order. Sure its a pussy move but I’d rather let the cops deal with these types of animals.
All the while she had no idea I was already in the process of moving (before I met her) across town as my one year lease was up. Found a much better deal in a much nicer area.
He ended up back in jail because of my cd for a few years for breaking parole, and she completely lost her s~~~.
The following week I moved, new address, new phone number, new life. First thing I said to myself while relaxing in front of the tv in my new pad, “I’m better than that s~~~”.
Then followed a few months of self analysis:
Why do I need a woman?
Do I know any married men happy still happy after the fact?
Can I do this alone (live the rest of my life)?
At my age (mid 20’s at the time) whats left out there?
etc, etc, etc.After all of the analysis my MGTOW armor was almost complete. Complete enough to smell their bulls~~~ a mile away but not enough from a personal standpoint where I had established new hobbies, etc. I figured that other 25% would build itself over time. I find that filling your time with satisfying hobbies or self learning moments is a huge boost to the self esteem.
Over more than a decade later after that incident my armor is complete, I’m living the exact life I’ve always wanted to. In charge of every aspect down to the finest detail. IF the need should arise for female companionship, its a one stop P4P experience and I’m atta there.
Sorry for the long post.
I’ve never dated or given any women the time of day. To be honest, I didn’t realize how terrible they were until I found this forum. But what I DID realize is that I wanted absolutely NOTHING to do with women. Relationships? F~~~ that. Children? F~~~ THAT! Women are a LOT of work and for no real reason. When you get the urge, just rub one out. Once I realized that the ONLY reason men and women even interact with one another is for sex, I knew I’d never bother with women.
As I’ve gone through life and watched how much money is absolutely WASTED on women by their boyfriends/husbands, I knew that I definitely wanted nothing to do with them. I like money. I’m not obsessed with it or anything, but it’s damned hard to make and I don’t want to just throw it down the toilet. And that’s exactly what I’d be doing if I had a woman around.
I remember my father telling me constantly as a youth, probably right before my teenage years, to be aware of females as they will try to seduce you to get them pregnant and entrap you. He did it so many times that my mom at one point got so frustrated and said ” not all women are like that!”
Women know better than anyone this advice is rock solid. She knows it every woman knows it.
But my first red pill experience would have to be, when I was watching kids channel when I was young. Then I was hit by a massive dose of girl power bulls~~~ drove me towards the MRM.
A MGTOW is a man who is not a woman's bitch!
I can’t think of a specific moment. I think reading some PUA ebooks was akin to having a conversation with Morpheus. They PUAs gave me my first lessons about the dreaded FEMALE MIND, and I realized why I had so many negative dating experiences. Then I found some YouTube videos of Tom Leykis, and he really gave me all the details about women: what kind of men they were attracted to and how horrible they can be toward good men with honest intentions. After that, I realized that I had NONE of the attractive character traits that women desired…so why bother pleasing them? I’ve had many “a-ha moments” while listening to Tom Leykis. At first, I thought he was just an asshole, but I realized he was telling the truth about the world we live in. Dating, in my American society, seems to be socially engineered for men to fail. I’m not a naturally obnoxious, dominating person—so that’s why I don’t get laid much. I had to teach myself how to be more assertive and less tolerant of a woman’s bulls~~~ behavior. I am aware of my limitations…and that’s a good thing because I no longer wonder why I’m not getting good results when I date women. I’m a nice guy, I admit it, but sometimes I have to set boundaries around me so people won’t take advantage of my generosity. I’d be better off focusing on improving my ability to survive and thrive in this world rather than spending money to entertain women who don’t give a s~~~ about me.
"I saw that there comes a point, in the defeat of any man of virtue, when his own consent is needed for evil to win-and that no manner of injury done to him by others can succeed if he chooses to withhold his consent. I saw that I could put an end to your outrages by pronouncing a single word in my mind. I pronounced it. The word was ‘No.’" (Atlas Shrugged)
About a year ago, at this very time, my room-mate asked me for money, as his girlfriend was coming over for a couple of days and I lent it to him, as I figured we(my room-mate,me and his girlfriend) would go someplace together and have a good time.
WAY WRONG ANSWER!!! What actually happened??
Sex, drugs, and drinking between them..!!
And Im just seeing her, and my room-mate flicks his finger, in a way telling me…”f~~~ off..”I guess you fellas would call it getting “cucked”..
Oh wait, it does not stop here..
A day after my birthday(After I got red-pilled), Im giving them my birthday treat, and they insist me on getting a birthday cake cut in the restaurant.Can you fellas guess why?
If you thought, it was about some girl…You’re right..!!!
Some girl behind me was having her birthday, and these “room-mates” of mine, decided to get her attention by having my birthday cake cut(They play big loubd music in the restaurant when someone cuts the cake, an attention gatherer, that is why). The ladies didn’t respond.That was fine by me.
What disgusted me was the CRAZY amount of pussy pedestalization.
And couple of weeks back..
Room-mate:Buddy, Im taking her to a movie, see you around.
ME: Ok.
Couple of minutes, later..
Room-mate : Buddy, I have no cash in my uber wallet, can you order me one?
Me: Let me check…No neither do I..
Room-mate : Oh well..The Red pill does make me feel disgusted about pussy pedestalization in India….but well, atleast Im spending my money in shares and mutual funds and not GFs, because unlike the GFs, I get to learn something.
Some people call it fate. I call it, "Chaos Theory" - Sam Fisher
A day after my birthday(After I got red-pilled), Im giving them my birthday treat, and they insist me on getting a birthday cake cut in the restaurant.Can you fellas guess why?
If you thought, it was about some girl…You’re right..!!!
Some girl behind me was having her birthday, and these “room-mates” of mine, decided to get her attention by having my birthday cake cut(They play big loubd music in the restaurant when someone cuts the cake, an attention gatherer, that is why). The ladies didn’t respond.That was fine by me.
What disgusted me was the CRAZY amount of pussy pedestalization.
Most Indian guys are nothing less than women themselves; they need someone else to take care of their financial needs. Don’t even get me started on the embarassing ways they try to woe women; side-effects of bulls~~~ Bollywood movies I presume. Any time I look at one of those guys and I’m like “I need to get the f~~~ away from this madness!”
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
It was around 11 or 12 maybe before.Every time me and my friends got off with someone dad and wife was not around.He was pretty cool and talked about the things he and his pals would do.These men would talk about the fun things and the fine old cars that were the fastest in their day.Married Men called the cars they drove fishing cars.Fishing cars were one of the running married guys face saving jokes that was mutual agreed on.These men were not often allowed to go fishing or buy a pole. Another was I don’t have to go.All the married men knew the rest of the sentence was I don’t have to go home,but it is not worth hearing all the s~~~ just to stay and have fun.I may even loose my house and s~~~ .Us boys were about hunting ,fishing,baseball and other sports.Our sister where playing house.We could not understand why our fathers would play big time house and pass up duck season,snapper season and not being allowed to watch the playoffs on TV they bought,in house they bought.I did not know why our fathers did this for women no body dreamed they were having sex with. I just knew it would never be me.
Anonymous4MGTOW, Peace!
I am from NJ and I deal in Drugs.
“I used to do drugs…I still do, but I used to too.”-Plato
My first red pill moment was at age 15 when hot older woman would spend their man’s beta bucks on my work to increase my alpha stack or g pack.
NJ has a HUGE heroin problem.
Now that I’m older the behavior they offer is mind blowing and really sad. Mgtow is incredibly encouraging. Maybe a change will come, maybe not? Either way I’m riding with you Mgtow. Peace.
My first red pill moment happened before I knew what it meant. The old man told me “They’re all alike, they all want the same things, they all went to the same school.”
It took me a while to figure out what that meant but I eventually did.
Anonymous11The borderline and a corporate backstabbing were the sledge hammers that finally broke through the blue pill fog. It took a couple more minor contacts with these beasts we call women to finally make me go red pill. I did not know what happened to me until I arrived here via a random Google query. Then it all clicked.
Now, I just focus on becoming even more red. I’m not happy unless I offend a lurker each day.
It’s hard to say. I’ve always been aware of female nature, though i didn’t want to admit to it. You know, because we were conditioned to be the man in every Rom-Com who would risk life and limb for some piece of ass? It’s crazy how inspirational fiction can be. It has such an impact on our lives.
As I got older I started to become more cynical. I viewed the world as a place where everyone was just trying to be the next big deal. Rather than discussing life, people were just emulating what they saw on TV.
Despite all this, I was still seeking “that special someone.”
What finally broke the camel’s back was when I realized why feminism has gotten so far. Why women, despite being the less productive and physically weaker sex, have been enabled for so long.
White Knights. Manginas. SIMPS. Cucks. These guys are the enablers. Like parents of a spoiled child. To me, these guys are the real enemy. Women have always been and will always just be what they are. There’s no changing their nature. But the men who enable it are far worse, IMO. And what do they do it for? Maybe a ‘chance’ at tapping that gap between her legs.
'Pretty women make us buy beer. Ugly women make us drink it.' -Al Bundy
I’m still very blue pill, new to MGTOW but I think my first red pill moment was, after my wife had told me multiple times over a couple of weeks, after we got back together from a separation, that “you deserve better than me” and I agreed with it. That was a real turning point for me, I’d already been investigating red pill philosophy but not really buying in… but suddenly it clicked when my brain went “Yes, Yes I do deserve better than you, a lot better than you”
No longer can we walk away, we must run. Remove the motive power.
plan your escape.She has planned hers already.Try to get out the best you can the.Often they have money hid from you.Women may have guilty moments but they are fleeting and will not hold her back from getting all she can as she it, is p~~~ed that she deserves more for the time she gave you and her depreciated SMV
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