I was with a girl who most men list after. Blonde hair, blue eyes and a nice big butt. Fit and everything. She actually was really chill and a stoner girl. I thought this might be the one. But the third year is always when you see true colors. I've had two prior relationships that ended on year three as well. When year three hit, she stopped dressing up for me, only dressed up for work. She started nagging at me daily about what I wasn't doing right. Felt I had no emotions so she treated it as such. She would basically tell me what she didn't like about me on the daily.

I got to a point where I avoided her. Walked on egg shells to try and please her and lost the majority of my friends because of her. She already broke up with me 3 times and finally I woke up one day, looked over at her and realized I didn't love her anymore. I don't think I ever did. Breaking up was the hardest thing in the world for me because I hate to see her or any girl I'm intimate with cry or hurt.

But I'll tell you what... I'm happy now. My anxiety is going away. I can follow my dream of traveling the world now. I leave in January and I'm not sure when I'll come back. I want to visit as many countries as I can and have an amazing life. I don't want to be miserable in a society that is essentially working against us. I'm partly MGTOW, as I'm just gonna do one night stands for the most part. But I'm also not scared of a connection with a woman that isn't shaped by Western culture.

I'm setting myself up to be free