So this is weird but I guess I created a reddit account just to post some appreciation I have towards this place and movement in general and I'd like to share my story if you don't mind.

It was about three years ago and I had just gotten myself into a serious relationship with this women I deeply cared for (known her for 7 years) and I won't lie I was kind of a beta in appearance at the time I weighed around 220 lbs and was definitely not a major looker. Anyway so I had been dating her for about three months at that time and Christmas break is coming around. So I get back from school to spend it with her and what unfolded that break was really .... eye opening for me. One of things that was also going on was that I had painkillers for my bad knees.

I remember in the middle of the break when I was hanging out with her and her friend my girlfriend brought up out of nowhere that she was going to watch a movie with the new guy at her work. Of course I was pissed and we got into a big argument I really was uncomfortable with her doing that since she had told me about him flirting with her. So one thing led to another and we end the night on a disagreement. That night I was very angry and confused so went to call my best friend for some advice, no answer. I called some friends and had found out that my best friend had commited suicide a day prior, it still hurts. the next day my girlfriend un-invites me to her birthday since we are still arguing and I end up getting getting into a car accident. The next day I tell her what's going on and that I just really need someone to help me through this rough patch and she dumped me.

Now at this point is it over? no because I'm broke and I have nowhere to live so outside of school I'd work night shifts as a janitor at the Holiday Inn and if I could I would sleep on the chairs in the public library, during this time somehow I was still in contact with my ex and she was just playing mind game after mind game in my head.

Then all the sudden I came across a charity for autistic youth,I was really depressed so I don't know why but I volunteered. I was assigned a 12 year old boy by the name of Damien and he change my life. I would spend everyday in my free time volunteering and helping him with work and talking to him it made me feel a lot less miserable and I grew to love him dearly. But unfortunately in the middle of the semester he had been hospitalized because of his heart condition so I had to spend my time with him in his hospital, when I told my ex ( the one time she had messaged me) about how i felt extremely bad for Damien; her response was the thing that made me turn MGTOW "why would you feel bad it's not you in the hospital" could you imagine the amount of self interest and egotism to not even have any ephanty for a child being hospitalized. That was it I cut communications off it was clear I was just hurting myself.

Fast forward to the present I weigh 160 I had finally gotten in shape and I encountered her with her new boyfriend some new fat beta and after she starts messaging me again saying how we should catch up and hang, I just ignored it she's some other simps problem now. The only thing I regret is not leaving her sooner maybe then I could have talked to my best friend before the incident and even though you are gone now I'm still deeply grateful towards you Damien. Thank You Guys for helping motivate me through some rough times.

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