Being a middle-aged MGTOW, I’ve seen some shit. Got to date in the free-spirit 90’s, the loose 00’s, and whatever the hell you call the 11’-18’ years, probably the “white-knuckle” years from all of this hypergamy shit (you know, from squeezing the ladder so hard trying to climb it).

But anyway, I digress, the true reason for this post is why was I redpilled and why did I go MGTOW?

Let’s start with some of the things I’ve heard as a chubby man from these brutal females in my high-school years:

- “I don’t want to date, but your friend is cute”

- “You’re too much of a brother figure to me” – after knowing them for 1 day smh

- “You’re too nice” – So being polite counts as nice now days

Repeat 4x for each year in high-school. Fuck it, get my shit together, graduate in top 1% of my class, “things will change Fap-n-Nap, just keep trying” is the mantra I repeat to myself daily for inspiration.

As we get older, does it get better or “easier” in terms of dating these women? NOT A CHANCE.

Been single about 12 years now, and won’t look back…but this is what’s happened in my 12 years.

Met a couple of girls, one in particular I was fond of – just something about her (which you will find out here shortly).

What happened with “the fond one” – get ready for story time!

- Tells me I’m “too closed” off to women – probably because they’ve treated me like shit my whole life since I’m not a CHAD or whatever “they go crazy for”

- We hang every day, chill, etc – find out she started dated some dude while we are hanging out every day and comes to hang with me until it’s time to go get the tingles from CHAD, then leaves after using me.

- We are on our way to dinner, see’s a dude running down the street…knowing full well I like her, she makes it a point to tell me “I wonder if he’s single, He’s cute” – I pull the car over right there and kick her out, “Go be with him, maybe he can give you a piggy back ride home”

- That clears up, we hang again, go to a bar. It’s closing time, “Hey hypergamy is real, it’s 2AM, time to go home” – her response: “I just met this Mr.Clean looking dude, I’m going to go home with him” – 30 minutes later she shows up at my place banging on my door mad I left her with Mr.Clean after I asked her 3 times to “let’s go”. SOME HOW IT IS MY FAULT she decided to stay with this dude and I didn’t “fight” for her to come with me. Yo, you don’t want me remember…why should I fight

And the final nail in the coffin when I went full MGTOW after understanding these crazy gashes. Were chillen at my place, having some drinks, I start to escalate, she tells me “I’m not sure I’m comfortable with you touching my hand” – she ends up going to my room to pass out, I pass out on the couch. Fast forward a week at the same bar where she already embarrassed me once in front of everyone (local hole in the wall), she proceeds to tell everyone “He was to big of a Pus… to have sex with me” – this is the same night she told me she wasn’t comfortable with me touching her hand…I’m pretty sure she would have been way more uncomfortable if I touched her knee or something. Anyway, red in the face, I tell the hypergamy is real chick to “find your own way home, I’m done with you”.

So that brothers is why I’m MGTOW, it helped me avoid a #metoo claim. Long Live MGTOW my band of brothers.