My folks were traditional immigrants. Virgins when they met each other, my dad was old fashioned alpha man: military, union steward, scout leader, worked two jobs to keep my mom home so she could raise their four kids. She was very subserviant to my pa, I never seen it as wrong. In fact, I WANTED to be just like her. My dad worked hard so my mom did the same to take care of him. She cooked three huge gourmet meals a day, cleaned meticulously, cut his hair, shaved his face, ran his bathwater, trimmed his toe nails, gave him back massages and good loving every other day for the fifty years they were together. They were deeply in love, I wanted a man just like my father and was excited to be a woman like my mom.

But being in a traditional immigrant family meant no fratenizing with boys, I was expected to be a virgin until I was married. I didn't mind that, but I got teased heavily in school and was desperate to fit in so I dig beg to go to dances and tried to "date" insofar as talk on the phone and hold hands at school.

The first guy who asked me out I explained this to. He was patient for three months and then the grumbling about how we couldn't hang out started. He ended up dumping me for my best friend who he explained: "could go to parties with him and give him some."

The second guy did the sane after four months.

The third guy my senior year of high school was more patient: 7 whole months! We were getting serious enough that my mom actually begged my father to let me hang by his house so long as his parents were there and we were chapoeroned. He begged me that night in his basement to give him some. I let him kiss me and feel my boobs... I guess I wasn't worth waiting for because he cheated on me too...

At 19 I met the guy I was to marry. We were together ten years and had two children. After three years he developed a drug habit and began hitting me, stealing money, refusing to go to school to further his career, and cheating... I begged my father to allow me to divorce, it was a scandal in my family. But when we found his stash of transexual porn and found out he was cross dressing my dad hit the roof and allowed me to divorce.

I stayed alone for some time, grossed out by humans. I went bavk to the old country and made an excellent friend, believing perhaps the problem was Americans and this old fashioned guy I could understand because we shared culturem but he was no better, after paying for him to come yo America he started hyper criticizing me, taking my money to and back to relatives, insisting I cook and clean after working two shifts and going to school full time while he didn't do squat, insisting I always starve myself (I was 5'6 and 118 pounds, this was fat too him) I ended up in the hospital from lack of eating and while there I found out from my family they discovered researching his military records from the old country that he was a diagnosed narcissist.

I was done with men....

I tried to date a few times but I just don't bother to go on a second venture. The guy tries too hard to talk about sex, is wa too dumb, pours american propaganda down my throat, acts mysogynist or some other offensive horse shit.

I'm 38 and have been with three men all my life, it was supposed to be only one. He utterly ruined it and every guy I have even attempted to talk to since gave the red flags. The last guy I dated seemed like possibly someone who knew pain like me (his wife cheated) and found out just recently all these wretched things he his from me (he owes 100 grand to the irs, he had an elder son he didn't tell me about and a daughter he gave up for adoption, he cheated on his wife with a minor, etc).

I get hit on EVERY DAY, even by teenagers. A clean life of no partying paid off in so far as my looks (no wrinkles, no Greys, etc) but I'm just not interested anymore. When my american friends told me how bad their relationships were and how often they failed I thought it was because they didn't know how to be a real woman like my mom. Now I know better...

I never thought someone with my ethics and gender sense would end up grossed out and giving up on men, because I was born and bred to be a wife and mom, trained in a June cleaver esque house... But I have learned the men that want that most seem to heavily abuse it....

And from the talks with my american gfs, I'm not that different from them in feeling this. I think its important the men from TRP understand its their PUA brethren that helps destroy women, and ask themselves how they can say such things about how crappy american women are and yet not realize the same crappy things exist with in the men too...