As you've guessed it I am selling my house. I have a 65 year old roommate. He basically takes care of the dog, and cleans shit. So we have been having viewings lately, and a realtor comes over with a family. He knows my roommate, and the realtor also lives in the neighborhood. They start chatting, and he starts revealing some things about his life when prompted by my roommates questions. He asked if he's still married to whatever her name is. He says "No, it didnt work out." I immediately noticed though, he has another ring on his finger.

So the family leaves, and so dies the realtor. Nick starts talking to me about how hes known this guy for like twenty years, has an autistic daughter who cant even speak, is a school teacher as well. He is now remarried after his wife divorced him. Meanwhile, my Red Pill counter is going off the fucking Richter Scale.

Check this, his fucking wife divorced him because of his daughter, because she didnt get the life she thought she was going to get. She's mad at him because HE gave HER an autistic child. He's a school teacher and does realty on the side. He obviously is the bread winner, yet having an autistic child causes his wife to blame him, makes her feel like there was something wrong with his genes to cause this, and divorces him. Now the poor sap is remarried lol, fucking cuck didnt learn the first time. I wanted to say something to him, but it's too late.

AWALT: Nothing will ever be enough, and you'll be blamed for everything because women truly are incapable of taking responsibility. It's all monetary shit for them. The emotions, and nature of loyalty, and love are only male derivatives. Women can only feel temp love, and that is only a type and shadow. Its not real, it's basically like just being really happy for the moment. They can't experience what it takes to fight for a relationship, to love someone dearly, to be loyal. Once the "butterflies" and "tingles" and "fun" leaves. So do they. Just gyow my friends.