It’s been a crazy few years getting to know myself through the red pill. Finding self worth outside of female validation has been my greatest success. Leaving dating and casual sex behind. Tired of the games, and the STDs. I’m flying high in my career in Aus. I live a calm, peaceful life with some savings. A small community with healthy platonic friends both men and women. I’ve spent Covid lockdown wondering what the next chapter is for me, and Mgtow has been the backbone of my considered future.

I went on a long walk last night after 1am for Nostalgia sake - to an old spot I used to sit at, and overlook the city some nights. On the way there I passed by billboards about normalising HIV stigma, condoms, glamour and fashion, all the usual sexualised advertising shoved in our faces daily. Upon sharing in a peaceful moment of quiet solitude, I look down; and right at my feet is a fashion magazine in the grass, pages blowing open in the wind. I pick it up. 10 pages in I’m turning through images of women barely clothed, young feminised boys who are hard to even recognise from the women they’re standing next to. I begin laughing hysterically alone on the hillside. Couldn’t stop laughing.

I think the laughter was me breaking through, and truly came to accept how depraved and perverted our culture has become. I am a conservative thinker trapped in a place full of liberal nonsense. Any viewpoint I have has to be sugarcoated in everyday conversation. Sorrounded by constant pussy worship by my male friends. All of them unhappy at their core, chasing the carrot on the stick to feel alive. Everything I read on Mgtow, I see unfolding around me everyday. Women leaving new marriages because they’re “too rigid”, new fathers losing their children and the mothers being praised for their strength.

I’m telling you guys... even though no one mentions Mgtow out loud, I can feel this thing spreading. I can pick up undertones in conversations with other men. It’s spreading.

Ive always disenfranchised myself from the normal cultural patterns of typical everyday people. I broke all the rules, ignored what the NPCs told me, and as a result I ended up being the happiest and most fulfilled person I know. But for the other men around me, western society is a cold and empty place. It offers absolutely nothing except devoid, material pathways, broken romantic relationships, information overload, outrage and confusing messages. Masculine virtue has been abandoned, and It’s not a suprise to me everyone’s fucking depressed.

Everyday I question if I should stay here. I built myself a great life. But I also feel like I’m sorrounded by a society that resembles a decadent, sloppy orgie.

The future is strange gentlemen.