This is going to be long as it is more of a thinking loud brouhaha.

The roots of going on my own owes it to the movie, Interstellar. I have reasonable resources to lead a sustainable life, but for the woman, it was never enough. Bigger house, better jewellery, bigger television( 'we don't even have enough 4k content that's worth the spent'. Her reply: 'you are only capable of giving excuses'). That movie made me feel how insignificant human lives are. The mad chase for piling up cash after cash, filling our living spaces with stuff that we don't even use, I mean, what is the meaning of all this? Like a true millennial, i google for 'meaning of life'.

You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life- Albert Camus

Not everybody gets that existential crisis moment. Modern day lives keeps us on our toes. 'He makes $6 figures, she got that mansion already, keep working, keep working, you are there'. It is when you get stuck somewhere, like a harsh scolding from the manager, or when the gf/wife nags and your happy hormones are low( why is it low? because you are conditioned to keep it high as long as you keep running in that blue pill race; the race for achievement of excellence in all spheres: a paycheck that fattens up constantly, a happy family where the wife keeps smiling at you all the time, obedient kids, own house, a new car every 5 years), you get this 'what is the meaning of life' moment.

I was ranting in a chat site about how my relationship ruined everything and why it is not worth all the trouble, and a guy introduced me to MGTOW. It was spontaneous- a natural reaction from a man who was promised the brightest blue heaven when you fall in love, relationship, sacrifice for her, children are the product of love, etc, etc. Many nights when i woke up at odd hours and took an introspecting look at her snoring, I have wondered whether this is what i signed up for. Make no mistake, there's an iconoclast in everyone, we kill him gradually as we go knee deep into blue pill life.

You can reduce the salt intake to compensate for her salty vagina, but you can do nothing to the damaged self-concept of yours through the years living with her.

Scaring tactics when you say you are a mgtow:

Why do i need a woman with to grow old? You put up with shit only because of the consolation that every man you know is putting up with shit.

Lonely death? Hey my grandpa died the same. If i am thousands of miles away, my dad will perhaps have the same fate.

Children? Passing on the genes? Didn't your religion say we all came from only 2 humans? And what if i die in an accident, volcano, earthquake, terrorist attack or a disease before making my woman pregnant?

Are you living in a sustainable world, in the first case? You need a wall to paint your future; didn't your blue pill world imply that you gotta build a home(at any cost, mortgage) and then produce kids? Where's a sustainable future for us? Blue pill world is not even a theory. It is just a world of conveniences. Produce kids and the world will somehow save itself. Oh yeah. Sustaining life? Do you know what is the sixth extinction? Please thank me for not getting into a relationship and fathering a kid. I make this world more sustainable by not hoarding for generations. If there isn't a cremation service done to me, it gets naturally done by the bacteria from within and outside my body. Just like how every other animal and plants. I saved a coffin for you, mind it.

In a summary, I cannot waste a lifetime putting up with crap only because i don't want that alleged lonely death. Maybe it will be truly miserable as you warn me to be. Why bother about it now. 'Count the life in the years, than the years in the life'.

Managing criticism:

Depending on the situation, i plan to choose between these.

  1. Direct assault: Is your married life happy? Given a choice, will you remarry the same woman? Aren't your excuses pathetic for justifying being the mangina?

  2. Obscurantism: Some bla-bla theory says that relationship/marriage must happen only after 40. I am saving up enough for the Princess of my lifetime. I am waiting for the US warships to sail away from China seas. Let's wait for ISIS to be finished off, man, i am scared of these refugees here.

  3. self deprecating: I wish i can ask her out, but my ED isn't helping. In my genes, people die abruptly or get heart diseases, i cry daily to sleep for this. My kidneys are weak, i am told. I get panic attacks when a woman gives me that look., etc. etc.

  4. Berating women: (be careful to not get branded as misogynist, but you can do this within family circles): Are the modern women God fearing? None of the women i have dated believe in God, can you believe this? Oh Lord. All this suggests only one thing: the end is near. Meanwhile, i will keep waiting for that God fearing Christian woman to have that awesome life.

    I would try to keep choosing between the above depending on my energy level and the target audience. With time, hope they get tired of bugging me.

Now all we got to do is to chart out a path for the lifetime. Us Neos(Matrix movie) has this Oracle( this sub, mgtow forums) to check our progress from time to time; It may, or may not go as per how we want it to be, but that randomness is what keeps life interesting, ain't it?