So right before Christmas I posted about my girlfriend sneeking around with a regular from our work, and leaving my job, and having her ghost me for the holidays, after listening to her sister and some dumb fatbitch at work tell her to leave me.

Well, at first I was in total agony. Inconsolable, I still have been on a drinking binge the whole time, about a 12 pack a day; which is a lot, for a guy my size who doesn't usually overdo it.

I went out to the bar last night and noticed almost every girl at the bar checking me out, which is wierd, since I am a short dude, who pretty much dresses like a bum, unshaven for days, carrying a fucking backpack to the bar, like a goddam vegabond.

I don't understand women, but it seems like they can sense agony and vulnerability, and for some reason, they fucking love it. They want to be around the guy who just had his soul crushed.

Anyway I got wasted and ended up having two girls I didn't even know kiss me, one after midnight, and one on the uber ride home.

A little self esteem boost , was nice, but I am ready for a new year of not getting strung along.

Happy new year mgtow. Thank you for all of the support, this sub was the best thing for me during this difficult time.

Thank all of you,