What was your first red pill?

[MTGMGTOWParticipant 235]

Even though my blue pill indoctrination was in full effect when I was 17-22, I was fully aware of the bulls~~~ of marriage by the time I was 15.

Spending over half a year’s salary on useless metal and rocks, the scam of the ceremony and the male killing field known as “divorce court” were things I was aware of before I even attempted any relationships. This prevented me from giving in to my ex-c~~~ when she demanded marriage.

What are some of your first red pill experiences?

I've had to learn lessons the hard way more times than I should. I've been very fortunate to find MGTOW when I did. Swallowing the Red Pill saved my future.

[JackinovParticipant 5229]

My first red pill was when I was around 8-9, with my mother and father constantly espousing unto me how it’s my “responsibility”, regardless of what I wanted, to get a solid job and work hard and go to school and get good grades so I could get a woman and “give them grandkids”. Now I already knew I wasn’t interested, and them saying “men don’t get to do what they want, so man up and do what we say” just had the opposite effect.

Very selfish pieces of s~~~.

are you a chia pet in man drag

[Anonymous 0]

When I was 4 years old my classroom at school shared a cloakroom and toilets with another classroom.
The teacher from said other room came in to ours and demanded to know what boy or boys had been in the girls toilets. The toilets had been flooded and of course it could not have been one of the little princesses.
Even now it bothers me that while I did pick up on injustice, I did not at the time, have the social skills to pull them up on it.

In the spirit of honesty I will confess it was me but they clearly did not know that, so f~~~ them….. the injustice still stands.

[Anonymous 6]

Realizing that women have no standards when it comes to men. They don’t think logically about relationships in the least bit until it’s too late.

Their so focused on trying to get the wrong guy to do right, that the truly good guy gets looked over.

Girl is attracted to bad guy + Good guy becomes bad to get her attention = Dysfunctional relationship

[Eric LauderParticipant 12043]

I would say when I was 25 and my partner, she was 42, she was my boss and I was living in her house, in a foreign country, wounded me with a knife, throwed me out in the night and the next day she fired me, then I didn’t get justice.
Actually, it wasn’t a real red pill for me. After that I kept dating, and even signed a marriage contract.
The separation wasn’t a red pill: I lost about a third of my stuff, and even if I don’t live with them I see my kids very often (almost all the days the guy, at least 3 times per week the girl).
The red pill was when, in a matter of about a month:
* I did read divorce laws, learning what COULD have happened to me if my ex wife would have been unfair.
* My female lawyer urged me to NEVER start a cohabitation, basically saying that most women are gold-diggers fully backed by the courts and the laws were against men even within cohabitations and the laws were gonna changing for the worse (indeed, 1.5 years after she said it, laws about cohabitation did change for the worse).
* Convention of Istanbul, defining DV something that affects just only women and men as always perpetrators, have been signed by the Parliament my country AT UNANIMITY – you can check the text in my signature: as a victim of DV at the hands of a woman that was a major red flag and a major offense.
* I have read “yes-means-yes” policy that was being introduced in American campuses, and “Dear colleagues” letter.

All the four points are about actual LAWS, not anectodes nor even personal experiences that are necessarly limited.
The ex who wounded me with a knife was a jealous human being, I don’t forgive her but I can understand her – it doesn’t really matter so much.
LAWS matter, social attitudes matter. A lot.

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[OldBillParticipant]

There was no single Aha! moment, no sharp slap knocked the rose-colored glasses from my eyes, no awakening, nothing like that. Instead it was a steady erosion leading up to a tipping point.

I’ve often likened it to a failing levee. The surface is damp in a few places, then you see small trickles and rills, then there are outright leaks, then there’s a gouge that eats every sandbag you throw at it, and suddenly the levee is gone.

I experienced a steady “erosion” concerning women starting with tiny trickles in my early teens that became steady leaks by my early twenties. By my thirties, I looked around and realized that, not only was the “levee gone”, but that I didn’t give much of a f~~~ that it was gone.

During the divorce tsunami of the 70s, my parents suffered through their friends’ divorces. In one case, both my parents were subpoenaed against their will in a divorce action brought by a woman who had attended nursing school with my mother. Our families had been close enough for us kids to refer to the woman and her husband as “aunt” and “uncle” and think of their kids as “cousins”. The divorce put an end to that and subpoenas ended any friendship my mother had with the woman.

That bit of nastiness was probably the first good “leak” in my personal levee. I remember kids asking why Aunt X and Uncle Y weer divorcing and getting no real answer other than Aunt X wants to. I remember why someone would destroy a family and hurt their long time friends on a whim.

Do not date. Do not impregnate. Do not co-habitate. Above all, do not marry. Reclaim and never again surrender your personal sovereignty.

[Pedal, run, rowParticipant]

In 9th grade, on Friday, me and my GF made out (as usual) after school.
She purred how in love with me she was in between long kisses. She had Mrs PRR written on her notebook where she was practicing writing out her married name (we never talked about that), she smiled told me she loved me and skipped on off to catch her bus, looking back to give me another big smile.

On Monday, she met me accompanied by her bitchy friend. As the friend stood over her shoulder giving me evil looks, my GF dumped me. Told me she never wanted to see me again.
No explanation, no grievances, nothing.

Turns out she met a guy on a church event over the weekend, some pastor’s son with social standing, and that was all she wrote. He ended up getting her pregnant, or maybe she already was when she broke up with me, and disappeared from school shortly thereafter.

I didn’t recognize it as a red pill at the time, but it always haunted me. It wasn’t until I found MGTOW and read up on a lot of the principals and theories that I fully understood the reason for these patterns of behavior with women and my relationships with them, and I was finally able to set it completely aside.

[Anonymous 1]

Elementary School was filled with Red Pills. I was physically bullied and sexually harassed by 5th grade girls when I was in Kindergarten. We rode the same bus. I was kicked in the nuts and cussed out by my 2nd grade c~~~ teacher. Publicly humiliated on a regular basis by her and other c~~~ teachers. I corrected my 3rd grade teacher for getting her Mental Math wrong and ended up on her s~~~ list the rest of the year. I was drugged, beaten, humiliated and sexually abused by the Female Authorities in my life. By the time I was 18 and got out and started dating, I already had a bad attitude. The final nail in the coffin was realizing all the girls my age had already double digit c~~~ counts. I walked away and never looked back.

[Anonymous 54]

Being the son of a man hateing violent mother, it goes back before my memory.Theres a scare that reminds me.
Didnt stop me from a life of chaseing the white picket fence, love sex and companions~~~ falecy.

[SESQUI ano estParticipant 2535]

Like most men i was pelted with red pills weekly for the majority of my life and never fully took the hint until almost 25 years into a marriage. Since childhood I sensed something wrong with the narrative of society. Men being put down for no good reason, vilified for leaving a girlfriend (It was always the man’s fault), I blinded myself to my mother riding the c~~~ carousel after her and my father divorced. My father’s failures and bitterness turned me off marriage and despite stating repeatedly I never wanted to marry and did not believe in marriage I dated a woman for 8 years then married her. She was definitely a borderline and I absorbed a ton of abuse over the years. I repeatedly stated I did not want to have children but then 14 years into the relationship I had two. Over the first few years of my children’s lives the expectations, mental and emotional abuse continued. Three marriage counsellors did not help (she walked out on two of them). She was a stay at home mom yet I did as much or more of the parenting. Still I did not clue in. After 11 years of her being home and continually expecting more and more and more I finally drew a boundary and said I could not afford our house and lifestyle without her getting a job and helping out. She continued to play the I’m not well enough to work while going out and doing things for herself everyday. “I can’t handle the kids” became a mantra despite having to do very little with them compared to a traditional mother. I was consuming anti femenist material for fun on youtube and then bumped into MGTOW, MRA and red pill content. Exposure to material letting me know I was in a no win situation finally pushed me into full blown red pill rage. Of course my wife had already decided that if she had to work she didn’t want to be married… That I could pay for her to live on her own and do what she wants for a couple years before the kids got much older. And she still doesn’t work.

It was not A Red Pill but a God Damn IV of Red Pill solution that took over 45 years to kick in. If I had been introduced to the nature of women earlier and if I had had any self respect and b~~~~ I would have been affected by the red pill sooner. My lack of confidence made me immune to the red pill and my rage is stronger because of that.
Sorry for the long winded post. This should have been part of my introduction which I have been waiting till summer to do.

Everyday above ground is a good one. Everyday above ground while single...better still.

[Anonymous 1]

Baby’s first Red Pill. Having the end of my dick sliced off. Thanks, Mom.

[SESQUI ano estParticipant 2535]

Anonymous wrote:

Baby’s first Red Pill. Having the end of my dick sliced off. Thanks, Mom.

Well played Heavicidal.

Everyday above ground is a good one. Everyday above ground while single...better still.

[SESQUI ano estParticipant 2535]

Anonymous wrote:

When I was 4 years old my classroom at school shared a cloakroom and toilets with another classroom.
The teacher from said other room came in to ours and demanded to know what boy or boys had been in the girls toilets. The toilets had been flooded and of course it could not have been one of the little princesses.
Even now it bothers me that while I did pick up on injustice, I did not at the time, have the social skills to pull them up on it.

In the spirit of honesty I will confess it was me but they clearly did not know that, so f~~~ them….. the injustice still stands.

Stereotyping those hyperactive little boys. That’s where it all begins…

Everyday above ground is a good one. Everyday above ground while single...better still.

[Anonymous 14]

Joe's Hoes #1

[NoMoreParticipant 1233]

Like OldBill, mine was a gradual process in which the levee broke just recently.

In high school, a friend and I were horsing around and he bumped into a pregnant teacher. Didn’t knock her over, just caused her to miss a step. She hauled us to the principal, claimed we were in a full on brawl, and boo-hoo’d that she could have lost her baby breaking us up. Despite all other witnesses attesting to us just rough housing, miss princess demanded we be punished severely. The principal ordered us to be suspended for a week and if we didn’t accept that, then the police would be called.

Early in college, I was dating my high school sweetheart. She’s from a strict catholic family. I’m away on an ROTC training exercise and she goes and f~~~s this guy we’d had a New Years party with just a few weeks prior. She tells me later and is crying and very sorry it happened. Like a chump, I bought it. A week later she supposedly goes to his place to tell him to not contact her because it was a mistake and somehow ends up f~~~ing him again. After this I go through a few years of avoiding women.

Unfortunately, the anger faded and I started dating a cute tall blonde. Everything’s going great. I’m studying to go to medical school. I have to take the entrance exam and travel out of town for it. While I’m gone, she runs into her ex at the bar and ends up f~~~ing him. She called me up a year or so later when I was in med school and told me I was the best thing that ever happened to her and she should never have let me go. I laughed and said, “Let me go? Bitch, f~~~ing your ex and calling it letting me go is one hell of f~~~ing difference.”

Now for the slow collapse. I was tired of chasing the really hot girls because you end up as the simp or the other Chad. I went after the quiet girl next door. We got married and holy s~~~ did the crazy controlling and manipulative behavior come out. Things accelerated after our son was born when I overheard her tell him, “I’m sorry you have such a s~~~ty father.” Then before Christmas she told me, “You’ll have to murder me, if you want to take our son to your parent’s house on Christmas Day!” They live 15 minutes away.

The final break in the levee came after this past Christmas. She took our son to visit her parents for a week and a half after the holidays. She told me to take all the decorations down and have the house and yard put up when she returned. (We have a lot of lights and decorations, all her idea.) She ignored that I was working 8 of the 10 days she was gone. I managed to get most of the things put away and straightened up. She returned while I was at work and proceeded to send me a stream of passive aggressive texts about how if I can’t complete her list of tasks, then she’ll have to do it herself. I was off the next day and she continued to berate me for the same things. I finally told her that she is the one who wants all of this crap put up and I do most of it. I’m not then going to be the only one who takes it down. She spluttered for a second and then told me she wanted a divorce. I told her that sounds like a good idea.

As this has played out, it’s hilarious. I’ve realized that her threat of divorce was a bluff to get me to fall in line and I called her on it. Unfortunately, her behavior has not changed. So, I’m just waiting on the legal system to do its job.

A co-worker recently told me, "If you want to see who someone really is, divorce them." I have found out how true this is. When your wife drops the façade of being the caring partner, you will witness all of the greed, hate, and spite that she has masked. It is truly breathtaking!

[Anonymous 5]

For me it was my only high school girlfriend she dated me for two months then dumped me for a 21 year old guy still in high school . She was 16 and had two children by age 18.I’m so glad it didn’t last she was the kind to flirt with pretty much every guy so I was glad I was done with her.it only got worse with my wife always being humiliated and left alone when she would go out to party with so called male friends . I’m glad I’m done with relationships it seems more of a burden than anything else .

[Anonymous 0]

The problem with my early life red pills (not that I knew them for what they truly were) was that in primary school I was eventually ‘taught’ that it was not that I was stuck in a system that was geared against me, it was because I was a badly behaved child.
My mother once told me that the reason she had no friends in the village was because she was so embarrassed about having such a naughty son. I was at the time too young to understand it was her own social issues that were to blame.
By the time I hit secondary school I was mature enough to be able start fighting back in the classroom ‘using my words’.
What I did not know then was that a consistent course of blue pills had suppressed the the red pills. Yes I was a blue pill addict.

To sum up my ramble. Like a lot of us, there were lots of red pills over the years, but there were even more blue pills to drown them out. Which is why it took me 30+ years to (mostly) detox the blue.

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