Denial: No way. This is all bullshit. Not all women are like that. There are women out there that will love me unconditionally. There are women that I can be happy with no matter what I look like and how much I make. Soulmates...

Anger: I'm nothing but a wallet and a dick. Look at all these women, wasting air and space and not contributing to society. They have it really fucking good, marrying a beta and leaving him for cash and prizes. They are special just because they have a vagina.

Bargaining: If only I improve a little bit, get a decent job, and demand some respect every now and then, i'll find a woman who will love me no matter what. That experience still exists... All these guys are wrong.

Depression: I just might never be good enough. I might never have a woman who loves me. I might just die alone because of this fucked up misandry we live in. Maybe if i'm lucky I can marry some alpha widow and raise some other guys kids that didn't want to put up with her shit.

Acceptance: Fish are gonna swim, and that's ok. This is the way the world we live in is and there is power in my understanding. I will continue to be the best I can be and acknowledge that there is no use in being angry. My energy can now be committed towards understanding and navigating this landscape. Damn this pill tastes good.