It was the first time I asked a girl out. I said something to her and she either said no or my brain thought she said no because I ran hysterically into the woods behind the school crying like a true alpha male.

Naturally, I assumed that this had all happened because I was hideous, and that asking a girl out would get her made fun of by everyone else because I am a joke and a truly disgusting ugmo. It did not feel very good.

So why didn't I become a weirdo? MGTOW baby. Not the fucking pathetic losers that stole my idea and now identify with it, they fucking suck, but the actualy MGTOW theory. Thought processes looked a little bit like this:

Problem: Incurable hideousness. Any romantic attention I pay will result in the object of my affection being made fun of.

Solution: Concede that I will never have a romantic partner. Ignore all women who might be mistaken as someone I'm hitting on unless I get put in a group with them in class in which case talk only about the task.

Did it work? Fuck yes it did. Was it difficult? No not really. Did I take it way too fucking far, causing me to unintentionally turn down women obviously hitting on me many, many times before losing my virginity late? Of course. I'm a moron.

By far the most damaging part of my lifestyle choice was deciding that I was ugly at age 12 and then believing it for a decade. I bet a few of you can relate to the power of hypnotic negative self-imagery. I recently saw some photos of me at around that age and I was fine. Normal looking boy. But I did not lose my virginity until I stopped telling other people how hideous I was and just let them decide for themselves.

By far the best part was just going my own way. My teens were spent hanging out with my male mates and playing Goldeneye 64. No regrets. Especially after I left school, my all-business interactions with my female co-workers ensured that I got a lot of anxiety-less interactions with the opposite sex into my life and I actually started enjoying their company.

Thank you for reading my story of inventing MGTOW and using it to actually better my life in what might be an internet first. Hopefully a 12 year old didn't plan a decade of his life while hurt and crying in a more productive way than you, but if he did, it's not too late.