Just swallowed that essentially all, if not all, modern women cheat or will. Your best bet is she’s loyal until she meets a new man at the right time and she serially cheats henceforth. Maybe in the past, women didn’t cheat to this extent but it’s hopeless to think you’ll have a faithful wife over the course of your life. Even if she was, it still wouldn’t be worth it as she’s going to think she’s missing out, especially when she loses sexual attraction to you and she’s aware of how much dick her friends, coworkers, and family are getting. They really can’t love like men can outside of maybe their first sexual partner. Maybe they love in their own way, but it’s not some eternal virtue, truth, or ideal like it can be with men.

I’ve had cognitive dissonance with this, which has held me back big time. I’m not angry right now or depressed. I just feel this huge weight off my shoulders. Calm, numb, and curious as to how I will proceed when I self actualize.

I’m thinking serial monogamy with whatever I can have on the side and escorts, If available. I was the most romantic, virtuous, and blue pilled simp. I never would’ve thought this could be possible, but cheating doesn’t even phase me right now, let alone anger me. It’s inevitable.

Faithful Monogamy can not function in this society and I’m not going to be martyr to it. I’m going to love women like they love men. I don’t want to be an isolated monk and hate everybody and everything anymore. Cheating and or polyamory is just 100% part of life now. I feel like if I Can’t handle that, I’m still holding onto some blue pills as being disgusted or angry at how it is means I have yet to fully accept or integrate the truth because I’m comparing it to something that doesn’t and has never existed or I’m just insecure about myself and projecting it onto society. Fuck.