A question about family love, and specifically, father-to-daughter love: I conceive there can be three kinds of love a male feels for a female. One is romantic love, the parasitic, deterministic sham against which MGTOW is a treatment. Another is platonic love. The love for friends. I have this for a few females who make good philosophizing, drinking, and/or smoking partners.

Some women, generally non-normative artist or pink types, are very red pilled and make for good, open conversation partners provided it is clear neither of you is after the other sexually, which would change the openness of the dialogue immediately. I know what it feels like to love them platonically: basically, a lesser love, but similar in nature, to that I have for my mail friends. I say "lesser" because these good female conversationalists won't be there for you when it counts (due to female nature -- they are the ones who are supposed to receive services in their minds, not vice versa). They won't be there to help you move. They won't let you live with them in an emergency. They'll screen that 3 a.m. crisis call were it to come from you, a man.

Thirdly, there is familial love. I have no children, so I only know this for my mother and grandmothers and sisters. My love for them is out of obligation and duty. If we weren't family, I wouldn't voluntarily spend time with any of them. They are all some combination of boring, normative, self-serving, manipulative, and narcissistic. But I feel that in an emergency, I'd help them out. I stay more or less loosely connected to them all to check in. That's my experience of family love.

Curious if anyone has a different experience of love for females? What is having a daughter like? I imagine the duty and obligation I feel for my mother/sister/etc. comes into play at a much higher level. Is that the extent of it? Or do your daughters bring you deep joy and happiness? If so, what does your knowledge of her inevitable nature do to you? (I.e., that you will be her first resource provided as she develops, until she's old enough to 'branch out'