Thread: My NAWALT is an AWALT!

So the girl who was once the love of my life got back in touch, as she does every couple of years.

I believe this is not simply to "see how I am", but to check if I have 'made it' sufficiently for her to deign to give me another chance.

Obviously she doesn't know I've sworn lifelong allegiance to MGTOW, monk, ghost bachelorhood.

I said to her "I bet if I had a huge house and lots of money, you'd be here now".

She squirmed and deflected, but she knows I'm right. You just can't tell an experienced 38 year old that he's wrong about such things.

It's like telling him the sky isn't blue. Or that bears don't shit in the woods.

We know a man's worth and standing is a not insignificant part of what makes up a woman's feelings towards us. So if she's isn't completely sold on your personality, she may be swayed by your resources and lifestyle they will allow her.

I feel a bit mean here but... nah, who cares. I felt satisfied at her reaching out, at the fact she's going to therapy, is 'unhappy' - and me being the fucking opposite!

I've never been happier that now, and that's in no small part due to me not dealing with any c***ts.

Having my own house, job, toys and LIFE in my own order, and NO STRESS.

I think she is gonna miss me more and more as time goes on and the next stages of this current scam unfold and life gets even more hellish.

I can't say I'm worried though. Being a man I don't mind a fight. Even a lifelong one.

You can always get a cat, I told her.

Ha ha ha.

MGTOW FOREVER.

If she's around the same age as you, she's hearing the internal clock ticking louder and louder. Past mid 30s, her value's going to plummet. Actually her value even as a simple non-romantic, utilitarian roommate is way into the negative region because of cohabitation laws putting men's fortunes in jeopardy. In other words, you don't need to be married or even be having sex for your wealth to be at risk.

I see these women all the time. They were once 8s or 9s or 10s and they've been running their games solely on that. But those numbers have shrunk to 5 now, and they know it. They have this look in their eyes. Not exactly fear, just this look of foreboding, like they've started to realize something's beginning to creep up on them, something they can't outrun, so they're not even going to try. Same way a mouse must feel when a cat's got him trapped in a corner.

Anyway, "stovepiping of the sexes" will continue, to the point where men and women will be two separate societies that are forced to share the same towns, offices, grocery stores, and so on. They'll probably just ignore each other's presence. Sort of like the Indian caste system, where Untouchabes are considered scum. In this case, though, it'll be a mutual arrangement: We'll be their Untouchabes, and they'll be our Untouchables. That's probably the best way for things to go at this point, seeing as things have gotten so poisonous between males and females.

Hey, at least we get some peace and quiet out of the deal.

Hey,

I gotta friend.

She friendzoned me some 30 odd years ago. We meet up every couple of years and at each meeting I see her becoming more and more angry.

Her relationship has gone with the wind and now in her fifties she still thinks she's the shit. No foolin'. She's fine looking all right, but now she's in her fifties and man what an attitude.

Did I get a lucky escape or what!

When she was the love of your life, were you Chad, or a prospective beta male provider slave?

Women are the most confused and conflicted people on the planet, it's not fair to them that the sociopath politicians "empowered" them to make their own decisions. This woman would have been much better off if a father chose a husband for her and she had no right to leave him.

They have this look in their eyes. Not exactly fear, just this look of foreboding, like they've started to realize something's beginning to creep up on them, something they can't outrun, so they're not even going to try. Same way a mouse must feel when a cat's got him trapped in a corner.

This exactly. I swear I can see the cognitive dissonance in her eyes, "I believe I'm high value but I know I no longer am. I'm going to have to settle for much less than I always thought".

She friendzoned me some 30 odd ears ago. We meet up every couple of years and at each meeting I see her becoming more and more angry.

Dude, this is exactly what I've seen, the anger. Like she can't let go of the past, and it's only got worse. I've done the opposite.

My thesis? She's angry at the world and HERSELF for not cashing in her chips when she could. Her friends are all 'happily settled down' with comfortable partners and homes. Whereas she is forty, single and renting. That's gotta burn an attractive woman hard. But the sad thing is she doesn't seem to fully accept she chose all of this, instead attributing it to bad luck.

There is no bad luck really, in my book. Being an adult is taking responsibility for one's choices and where they lead. But of course the bad luck narrative salves her ego.

I guess she'll remain angry then, perhaps until she goes through ego death. Which we know for women is rare.

When she was the love of your life, were you Chad, or a prospective beta male provider slave?

Some kind of Chad, although I did love her to bits. I always had options so whenever she gave me an ounce of BS I pulled the plug and in the words of Rollo Tomassi, 'span plates'. But the sex and our love for one another kept bringing us back together.

Women are the most confused and conflicted people on the planet, it's not fair to them that the sociopath politicians "empowered" them to make their own decisions. This woman would have been much better off if a father chose a husband for her and she had no right to leave him.

I agree. This will sound cruel, but like I give a fuck.. women are like grown up children, mentally that is. Yes they have some qualities, sometimes. But they are nothing compared to a man spiritually, intellectually. That's why they all get Stockholm Syndrome, love abusers (including tyrannical governments) and destroy good men. I think we have the last laugh, though. Smart men just seem to get happier if they do not have too many shackles. Glad I'm one of them.

I ran into one yesterday at a feed & grain store. I'm getting out of my old work truck and she pulls into the lot driving one of those powder blue Subaru wagon/SUV things that pretty much announce what the driver's all about (NIMBY Vanity Socialist, perpetuating the stereotype, probably living off a $10M trust fund). She's got a perfect page boy haircut, like she thinks she's still 21 and an 8, even though she's a Q-tip pushing sixty with the build of a junior high school linebacker.

By the time she walks into the store, I'm already walking the aisles, collecting what I'm going to buy.

By the time I'm done, she's already up front at the registers. I walk up there with my stuff and wait while the checkout guy asks for her name for the "rewards" program they have. It's actually pretty good and you can save a lot. She gives her name, but you can tell from her insolent, snarky tone she's pissed about something or other. (Probably about how crap her life is and she knows its trajectory is downhill except for the trust fund.) While the guy's looking up her name, she asks him how come they don't offer coupons any more.

I feel like asking her whether she came in here to buy supplies or complain, but I know better.

She completes the purchase, the guy says thank you, she says nothing, and she walks out of the place with a dark cloud over her head. I start wondering where she's going to stop off next, and who'll be the next poor bastard whose day she's going to pollute, probably with intent.

I pay the guy for my stuff, I look at the door while he's watching me, I shake my head, I look back at him, and we smile at each other.

Oh yeah, us guys, we know the story. Every word, apostrophe, comma, and period. Seen it played out too many times not to.

Originally Posted by kru-kut

I ran into one yesterday at a feed & grain store. I'm getting out of my old work truck and she pulls into the lot driving one of those powder blue Subaru wagon/SUV things that pretty much announce what the driver's all about (NIMBY Vanity Socialist, perpetuating the stereotype, probably living off a $10M trust fund). She's got a perfect page boy haircut, like she thinks she's still 21 and an 8, even though she's a Q-tip pushing sixty with the build of a junior high school linebacker.

By the time she walks into the store, I'm already walking the aisles, collecting what I'm going to buy.

By the time I'm done, she's already up front at the registers. I walk up there with my stuff and wait while the checkout guy asks for her name for the "rewards" program they have. It's actually pretty good and you can save a lot. She gives her name, but you can tell from her insolent, snarky tone she's pissed about something or other. (Probably about how crap her life is and she knows its trajectory is downhill except for the trust fund.) While the guy's looking up her name, she asks him how come they don't offer coupons any more.

I feel like asking her whether she came in here to buy supplies or complain, but I know better.

She completes the purchase, the guy says thank you, she says nothing, and she walks out of the place with a dark cloud over her head. I start wondering where she's going to stop off next, and who'll be the next poor bastard whose day she's going to pollute, probably with intent.

I pay the guy for my stuff, I look at the door while he's watching me, I shake my head, I look back at him, and we smile at each other.

Oh yeah, us guys, we know the story. Every word, apostrophe, comma, and period. Seen it played out too many times not to.

That's called the "dude nod", only men do it.

The dude nod! We do this in England but more the head forward nod. Silent acknowledgment approval. I come in peace. Head back is a bit dude bro, or a stoner.

Just looked up Q tip in this context. Haha! That's cringeworthy some granny forgetting she's 40 years past her prime. Growing old un-gracefully is not attractive. I aim to be that happy old dude with a dog, who completely speaks his mind and doesnt give a shit. And mocks all the angry old harridans.

Tried being a nice guy once. Fuck that!

Originally Posted by happybachelor

The dude nod! We do this in England but more the head forward nod. Silent acknowledgment approval. I come in peace. Head back is a bit dude bro, or a stoner.

Just looked up Q tip in this context. Haha! That's cringeworthy some granny forgetting she's 40 years past her prime. Growing old un-gracefully is not attractive. I aim to be that happy old dude with a dog, who completely speaks his mind and doesnt give a shit. And mocks all the angry old harridans.

Tried being a nice guy once. Fuck that!

I go from nice guy, to ice guy, faster than a raging Nor'easter!

Originally Posted by happybachelor

Some kind of Chad, although I did love her to bits. I always had options so whenever she gave me an ounce of BS I pulled the plug and in the words of Rollo Tomassi, 'span plates'. But the sex and our love for one another kept bringing us back together.

Sounds like you were on the verge of making the transition from Chad to beta. I've been there many times, if you stuck around a little longer, you would instantly go from a 9 to a 5, even if all of her friends still want to fuck you. Then the shit tests to figure out just what you'll put up with, and in the end, you would not have been any better off than a guy who is a 3 with money.

I lived through that a couple of times myself, decades before even the notion of MGTOW. That's how my brain got permanently rewired -- the correct way. Man, talk about breathing fresh air now!

Sounds like you were on the verge of making the transition from Chad to beta. I've been there many times, if you stuck around a little longer, you would instantly go from a 9 to a 5, even if all of her friends still want to fuck you. Then the shit tests to figure out just what you'll put up with, and in the end, you would not have been any better off than a guy who is a 3 with money.

Yes I think that's right. I know that we'd be together if I'd have submitted. Which really meant

keeping my fucking mouth shut when required (becoming a cuck, under the thumb, i.e. no longer a man)
not being allowed to even raise my voice under threat of incarceration
letting her take the reins on the rest of our lives
becoming a wage slave
inevitably, ending up ruined

FUCK THAT. My father got properly burned by my mother. I saw countless men get burned. I got burned at 21 and that was enough for me.. I said NEVER AGAIN. Not for anyone. I will not surrender my sovereignty to any woman, and if that means being alone forever then so be it. Yes I had lots of short relationshits but I went off every single one of them without exception because they either tried to control/manipulate things or were otherwise shady. I have always been driven to have sex with women but after so many I am completely repulsed by their nature. Even their smiles I am repulsed by, I have seen how easily a woman can feign charm and deference when she wants something. They almost never do something out of the goodness of their hearts, just cos it's the good or right thing to do. Having had my fill, and with perhaps a naturally declining fertility/hormone level, I want nothing more to do with them beyond the occasional bang. That is all they are good for. Even the 'good' ones.

I pass shit tests but I am the examiner!

Originally Posted by happybachelor

I will not surrender my sovereignty to any woman, and if that means being alone forever then so be it.

A statement of dignity and self-worth if I ever saw one. And I know you mean it.

Your heterosexuality is merely their justification to exploit you.

You like me? = I exploit you

I remind them how they band together to righteously demand killing the life in their own bodies. If they can do that with righteousness, then what am I to them?

Reminds me of a girl I just asked her how she was, she didn't respond for two weeks, the kicker, remember all women are 'busy' doing absolutely nothing, they don't even want to work.

Originally Posted by Unboxxed

I remind them how they band together to righteously demand killing the life in their own bodies. If they can do that with righteousness, then what am I to them?

Take Note!!!

Originally Posted by Unboxxed
I remind them how they band together to righteously demand killing the life in their own bodies. If they can do that with righteousness, then what am I to them?



Take Note!!!

It's a sobering thought, is it not? I never saw many men campaigning to murder babies!
Women always clamour to do the dirty work of our tyrannical overlords. Immoral fucks!