You Didn't Chose The Right One Or Is It You Didn't Educate Yourself

[experiencedParticipant]

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"It seems like there's times a body gets struck down so low, there ain't a power on earth that can ever bring him up again. Seems like something inside dies so he don't even want to get up again. But he does."

[JollyMisanthropeParticipant 3356]

Being a genius doesn’t necessarily mean you have street smarts.

The Children of Doom... Doom's Children. They told my lord the way to the Mountain of Power. They told him to throw down his sword and return to the Earth... Ha! Time enough for the Earth in the grave.

[FearlessMGHOWParticipant 1928]

This poster definitely needs to be archived. It’s a great warning to all the men who pander to women.

Men age like fine wine. Women age like milk. "One hundred women are not worth a single testicle." -Confucius

[HaymakerParticipant 226]

Yea but I have a felling nobody would take it seriously. Not yet at least.

Always going big, Yeah you know the kid, Call me haymaker.

[MattNYCParticipant 2329]

In some respects i feel bad for the guy – he may very well be a victim of brainwashing: women=angels, men=devils. If you hear that every day for 35 years, you’re going to believe it.

Having said that, it’s 2016. The divorce rate is common knowledge. And it doesn’t take much to get an idea of what divorce costs men.

I hope some of the younger guys out there can learn from his mistakes & save themselves the pain & $$$.

[Jan SobieskiParticipant 28791]

That will never happen to me. My snowflake is different.

Love is just alimony waiting to happen. Visit mgtow.com.

[Anonymous 0]

Of course you can avoid getting divorce raped by not getting married/living together.

[LurchParticipant 3866]

Jan Sobieski wrote:

That will never happen to me. My snowflake is different.

I know for certain that my snowflake won’t do that to me, since she is sitting in an urn at home, as she passed away March ’15.

Over a year on and I’ve had ZERO desire to re-marry. Mind you the fact that women find me intimidating isn’t helping either.

Blue-Pill Virgin: Women hate me! That's what it is.
MGTOW Man: Hate them back; it works for me.

[Darth SinParticipant 576]

Being intelligent does not mean one is wise.

[Spank The MisandristsParticipant 2308]

100% genius in tech, but when it comes to financial and female nature, he is just a moron…

[ILiveAgainParticipant]

You can leave uni with all the intelligence in the world….. but without an ounce of common sense you’re fkd.

Moreover … as was said … just google marriage and you’re sorted.

But no … Mr Smarts thought he knew better..

He thought wrong.

This will be his very expensive year long private education.

At the end his beaten body should be hung from the village gate as a warning to other fools.

My I suggest he go study social engineering now.

Poor fool.

[AttonParticipant]

Kryptonite what more can be said, it’s a drug.

A MGTOW is a man who is not a woman's bitch!

[narwhalParticipant]

Can’t speak for Chris, neither one of those were the reasons. Speaking from my own personal experience. I saw the red flags, but chose to ignore them because I didn’t want to deal with the consequences of dealing with them.

I’ll never forget the day my then fiancé showed me that she had 7k in credit card debt. I knew I should cut off the engage or at least postpone things. I knew that. She knew it too. It wasn’t even about the money itself, it was because it was evidence that she couldn’t handle money and it was going to be a problem in the future. Then I thought about the possibility of not having her around, and hating me because I broke up with her for money reasons. This was going to hurt. I thought about what her parents would think, what my friends would think, being judged, and how I just wanted this to all just go away. So that’s what I did. I made it go away, paid it, and hoped that she would magically change her ways.

But I didn’t make it go away. I showed her that I would bend, I showed weakness. She didn’t gain respect for me, she lost some respect for me.

So it wasn’t ‘the wrong one’, or lack of education. It was fear that did me in. I’m not saying that she was right for how she handled money or anything like that, but to pretend that I couldn’t do anything about it would be lying to myself.

Ok. Then do it.

[BrainPilotParticipant 7640]

Agreeing w Narwhal here…

In my case, I made two mistakes. I had already been well educated by watching family members go through divorces and seeing what it cost and how prejudiced the court system is. Lack of education wasn’t the problem. The first mistake was that I chose the wrong one. That same mistake is made by essentially all of us who choose to marry a westernized female. We can be forgiven for that mistake in part because the right one is not available.

It would be one thing if there were ‘right ones’ and ‘wrong ones’, and poor judgement led to choosing the wrong one. But in western society today, it doesn’t matter how good your judgement is. The ‘right one’ is not available to choose. You cannot make the right choice if the right choice is not an option.

The second mistake I made was seeing the red flags and not acting accordingly. That childish inability to handle money responsibly is a giant red flag, and is endemic among children (who can be forgiven for it) and among adult females who have not evolved in their thinking about money since they were children. I saw that flag, and I did not ignore it. I addressed it. Or, I tried to address it.

I spoke to her about it as though she was an adult. That didn’t work. I reasoned with her, nagged her, got angry, got sad, even tried to bribe her to act responsibly. Nothing worked. And I could not understand and accept that a person would act against their own self interest as she was acting. She was acting against her own self interest with a determination sufficient to overcome all the resistance I could muster. To this day, I don’t completely understand people who act in a way that is adverse to their own self interest. But I am much better at accepting that they will do this reliably, and avoiding those who do.

When I had tried every possible option I could think of to try, and saw all of them fail, I had a choice to make. There were only two options available. The first was to say ‘screw this’ and walk away. The second was to proceed on the assumption that acting against one’s own self interest and being willfully irresponsible were traits of small children and couldn’t possibly last long in an adult. Eventually (I assumed), everyone grows up.

In retrospect, the first option is the painfully obvious correct one. But as obvious as it is, it is not an easy one. For me, it was enormously difficult. The difficulty was not some deep emotional heart felt bond to her that was inescapable for me. I had an emotional investment, and it was one that I could have walked away from, albeit disappointed. What made it difficult was that I had just put over a decade of effort into a big challenge of finishing my education and starting my career. That investment had been enormous. In the process of making that sacrifice, I had told myself along the way that even though it was going to pay off way beyond what I needed to pay off for me, the excess would benefit other people in addition to me. I didn’t have much time to meet and form relationships with those people along the way. But I assumed they would be there at the end. I also assumed that there would be someone there who actually deserved that benefit. The house, kids, their education etc. All that this was going to take financially was way beyond what little I required for me to be content.

Although she was a train wreck on any issue of personal responsibility, she was still the most qualified from among the choices I had (westernized women). At the time, when I considered walking away, the reason I didn’t was that I couldn’t accept that I had just wasted all that decades long investment of time and effort to produce something that I didn’t even need. I had accepted that for men, qualifying oneself against other (competing) men was a competitive pursuit, and that I had to out-compete other men to have any hope of a mate at all. I had made the sacrifices to be that competitive, worthwhile man… only to find that, beyond what little as necessary for happiness for me, it had been a waste of my time and effort.

It was liking making all the effort and sacrifice necessary to compete and win in the Olympics, but at the end, instead of a gold medal, being handed a rock on a string and told that this is all the reward that there is.

What do you do? Toss the rock back and say “screw it” and acknowledge you just wasted a chunk of your life for nothing, or take it and try to polish it up and put it in a display case and make it into what it should have been in the first place? I chose this second option. This was my mistake, and the correct choice was there and available to make. The reason I didn’t make it was because I didn’t want to acknowledge the enormous mistake I had made when I chose to work my ass off to be in a position to have it as an option.

If you are in your early 20s or 30s reading this, and considering breaking your back trying to qualify to compete for a westernized female for a mate, my advice would be to skip it and put your efforts into whatever will benefit your happiness. To use the Olympic analogy: It takes an enormous amount of time and effort to compete for a gold medal in the Olympics. With a similar amount of effort, you can dig your own mine and know for certain that the gold that comes from it will not be taken from you, or turn out to be worthless rocks AFTER you’ve made the effort to dig them up. Don’t let yourself be put into a situation where your only choices are refusing the worthless reward and looking foolish for having made the effort, or looking even more foolish for accepting it and pretending you believe it was worth the effort…

Look, it's not my fault that tornado dropped a house on your sister. Now get back on your broom and get your ass out of here... and take your monkeys with you

[experiencedParticipant]

Great to see you back!

"It seems like there's times a body gets struck down so low, there ain't a power on earth that can ever bring him up again. Seems like something inside dies so he don't even want to get up again. But he does."

[MgtowWaveParticipant 4352]

Her
Yadda yadda yadda shaming language.Girl squak yadda yadda yadda.

Me
Woman pull your panties down i cant hear what you are saying.
Her
Yadda yadda yadda squak squak squak.Shaming language.NAWALT NAWALT NAWALT Bla bla bla .
Me
Lady would you please speak English?
Her
Yadda yadda yadda NAWALT!!! NAWALT!!! NAWALT!!!

Su steepend maen.
Me

Um woman what f~~~ing language you speak??
Her

Uz dos kow bebout be weemeen.

U bla bla bla meesageny Nawalt !! Nawalt!!

Guys there comes a time when you stop listening to womanish gibberish and nonsense.

frankly my dear i don't give a damn

[RayBandakuParticipant 888]

Some men can only learn from their own expensive mistakes instead of learning from other men’s mistakes, unfortunitely I was one of those fools. Expensive lesson learned, never again.

[Frank V.Participant 2445]

I’ve heard that line about “you’re just bitter” before. Clearly to me it is a trick to change the focus from facts to something personal. It also ignores the fact that some men have every goddamn right to be bitter.

“I hate the people who stole my car.”
“You’re just bitter !”

Since I have never been married and therefor never divorced, you can’t say that about me.

“You’re just bitter.”
“Bitter ? No, just vindicated !”

Frank V.

PS: This guy is so screwed. She is going to rob him like a piggy bank, and he won’t know what hit him.

[EtrangereParticipant 706]

I couldn’t accept that I had just wasted all that decades long investment of time and effort to produce something that I didn’t even need. I had accepted that for men, qualifying oneself against other (competing) men was a competitive pursuit,

2 things in here to address. The first is the ‘need’ we all have programmed into us biologically that we ‘need’ a woman…how do you rid yourself of it? I can tell myself all day long till I’m blue in the face , but the instant a 26 y.o. kitten starts rubbing on me that ‘need’ starts to surface.

The second – I have noticed that I am seeing other men less and less as competition. Before I took the red pill I was ULTRA competitive in everything , and while I still work hard to achieve what I want , I see other men more as brothers and less as the competition….or am I just f~~~ed up in the head still?

[BrainPilotParticipant 7640]

Chateau,
‘been meaning to get back to this for a while, and just got time today. For the first thing: what exactly is it that you believe you ‘need’ a woman for? Yes, there may be a need programmed into you, but that does not mean that the programming is legitimate, valuable or even necessary. It may just be programming left over from eons ago that was placed there because it was necessary to increase the chances that the species would survive.

In that regard, it has served its purpose. We survived. Yay for the caveman who perceived that need and did what was necessary to meet it. Specifically, what purpose does that need serve today? I think maybe what you perceive as a ‘need’ for that kitten, is actually just a brainstem reflex leftover from eons ago, no longer necessary for the survival of the species… and now serving no one’s purpose but hers. That isn’t to say you shouldn’t pursue her, date her, screw her brains out if you get the chance. It’s just to say that in doing those things, you will no longer be putting yourself at risk in order to secure the survival of the species, or of any other survival need you have. The survival of the species against nature was worth the risk and sacrifice for the caveman. The current benefit of getting your rocks off in exchange for the risk you take against the combination of the kitten and the government is not nearly so worth it.

In pursuit of satisfying that reflexive urge (which we can admit is a strong one) you may well be expected to serve the needs of the kitten. And if you marry her, that expectation turns into a government-forced service to the needs of the kitten. You and your needs become expendable. Once married, you will serve her needs, and that service will be forced if necessary.

As for the second thing you mentioned, the kitten is the bait to lure you onto a plantation in which you will be parasitized for your ability to produce. If you find yourself less and less motivated to compete with other men for that position, I’d say that the only explanation is that you are seeing it more clearly for what it is… instead of what it is advertised to be.

Look, it's not my fault that tornado dropped a house on your sister. Now get back on your broom and get your ass out of here... and take your monkeys with you

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