I decided to stay single because I watched my friends get married one by one and as luck would have it, I had a ringside seat and was best man in four weddings over the years.  Each and every one of my friends exclaimed their surprise and shock that the woman they married apparently ceased to exist following the wedding ceremony.  I feared this outcome and decided I should “wait and see”.

Each of my friends settled down and traveled the marriage road.  Slowly I watched the distance between us get larger as they faded away because of family obligations and I imagined that they married their “best friend” (yeah, right).  The times when I would try to arrange social gatherings (just guys, no wives), it would take a committee meeting for any of them to get “permission” and most times the requests were “denied” by the “best friend”, but I remained faithfully vigilant and supportive.

I watched each of them go through the money struggles, the child care struggles, the employment struggles, listened to the bitching about no sex, no love, no respect, in-laws, blah, blah, blah.  But these were my friends, so I remained faithfully vigilant and supportive.

Eventually, my friends wives started to bad mouth, insult and belittle me behind my back.  I was referred to as “irresponsible”, “self-centered”, “egocentric”, “unhappy” (that is wrong for sure), “emotionally unavailable”, “out of touch”, “probably a f~~” and my very very very favorite “an adolescent with a checkbook“.   I was perplexed that I was perceived this way because I was always generous, helpful, available and supportive.   I did ponder these assessments for a very long time. . . .

It finally occurred to me that I was perceived this way by the wives because my unbridled happiness was causing them problems in their relationships.  If I wanted something, I purchased it, this included boats, cars, houses, jet skiis, 4 wheelers, more houses, more cars and I never flew coach.  I NEVER asked permission for anything from any woman and as it turns out, this was problematic and was the reason why the distance between me and my friends became so vast.

Admittedly, I did weaken in my late 30’s and consider getting married, so I locked my beagle and my girlfriend in the trunk of the car for an hour.  When I opened the trunk, the beagle was happy as hell to see me, she was p~~~ed big time.  I kept the beagle and ditched the chick since she didn’t “understand me”.  (Bonus:  The dog loves baseball, she didn’t).

Many years have flown by and one by one each of my friends is now divorced.  My brother is the last straggler, but it won’t be long now.  As each of them has become suddenly single, things have returned to normal.  We go out, we drink, we laugh, we swear, we fart, we travel, we attend all major sporting events, we never ask for permission and we make no apologies.

It is true, everything that is old is new again.

Keith

Cheers.

I believe they hate men who do not self-enslave themselves and see through the charade just because they are not serving women. They will always try to put down such men, as you noticed, by utilizing any way they can. They hate your independence, they hate that you are not serving women but are serving yourself first (oh how egocentric of you to not serve their interests first), you must be a f~~ (for not selling yourself short for just a little bit of pussy), irresponsible for sure, kid at heart (you apparently have never grown up and embraced your slave purpose), and finally UNHAPPY. You could NOT possibly be happy by yourself.. that is just not possible!! You need to be a slave of family to be happy! Hasn’t nobody conditioned you?!

They truly hate such men, with passion. Because by staying single and having all the fun you can, you prove that you are actually stronger than them and their little schemes to get you to do their bidding.

Right on brother! I’m 29 but will do just the same as you. I have decided it even before MGTOW as my mother actually warned me about this years ago by saying women generally wanted to enslave my freedom and use me for their purposes. Told me to never believe them and have all the fun I could gather without complying to ANY of their schemes if I wanted to be happy. Spot on. I guess she knows women well.

Marriage is like smoking, it’s hazardous to your health.

I believe they hate men who do not self-enslave themselves …

You nailed it, Chrono!

Awesome post! I am in my 30’s (32) now, and I am getting to this conclusion. One of my friends just learned his wife is pregnant, and I already can hear some regret on his voice. He seems to be happy enough, but I can sense a “disturbance on the force”. Another two are married for a time now, and I have the impression they were castrated. It is sad really, since both seem to have so much potential. Stories like yours makes a huge impact on my decisions, so thanks again for sharing. Cheers.

Remain vigilant, even in the face of the social pressures you will have to endure as your friends wed.

In order to “hedge your bet”, deposit sperm for safekeeping in a sperm bank in case you want children in the future and then get a vasectomy.  Your friend’s marriage was like handcuffs, the pregnancy is the leg irons, you lose the ability to run.

Keith