I'll try to keep this as short as I can, but it's probably going to be long anyway.

Alright, I met my estranged wife at 17. Got kicked out of my house the same year so we moved in together. My relationship with my family was destroyed. Married at 21 and became a cop. After listening to bitching for three years I quit policing and looked for something that paid more. During the transition I got bitched at for not making enough money. Then I got a job with AT&T making around a thousand a week. She quit her job after a couple months. This was about 5 years into the marriage. I hated working for AT&T. I hated it during training. I hated it when I got out of training. I was working out of town so my commute was an hour and a half. I woke up at 5:30am and usually didn't get home until about 8:00pm. We started to have more issues than normal at this point. She completely stopped putting out and started masturbating instead, despite my attempts to initiate sex. She would write me out a honey do list for my forty-five minutes of daily free time and bitch when I couldn't get it done. I spent most weekends doing chores. This was now my life. Bring in all the money, get bitched at, sleep.

From there things got worse. My depression set in hard from overwork. I started drinking myself to sleep every night, giving her yet another thing to bitch about. One day I logged into our bank account and saw another checking account. I asked her about it and she acted surprised and said I wasn't supposed to be able to see it. I was tired and drunk so I didn't bother asking anything else.

Finally, one night after botching the test for another job, I decided I had enough. I got dressed and grabbed my revolver. I was going to blow my brains out and be done with the whole damn thing. My wife caught me and stopped me. The next day she put me in the psych ward of the local hospital. I met a woman while I was in there, who was engaged. I had met her fiancé before so after I got out (after over a week) I decided that we should go on a double date. My wife was always mad at me for not wanting to go out, so I figured it would make her happy. We went out and I had a great time. My wife acted like a bitch the entire time. We went home and went to bed. When I woke up she was gone. I checked the bank and she took half. She left me a text explaining that she felt like I could cheat on her with that woman I met. We were together ten years and she broke up with me through text like we had been fucking for a few weeks.

She called my family and told them I was cheating and they believed her, effectively cutting off any support I may have gotten. I started drinking even more. I would wake up in the hospital after a night out. They would tell me they found me on the sidewalk with alcohol poisoning. I overdosed on pills trying to kill myself often. I even succeeded once but the EMTs were able to bring me back. My power got shut off. The wife shut off my phone. I was completely alone. I had to file for bankruptcy after finding out she maxed out all my cards before leaving. I got fucked on my taxes because she pulled her 401k and I was forced to pay taxes on it.

I now live with my grandmother. I can afford to keep my house but not live there. Last I heard she had a full time job, a new car, an apartment, and all the pets she decided to take when she left. She seems to be doing just fine, but I imagine she was given a nice buffer with the money she had been putting into her secret bank account.

I'll spare you guys the girlfriend that dumped me after I lost my disability, and the drug addict I couldn't help but fuck. Needless to say, I think I'm done with women. My wife almost killed me, and my ex girlfriend may have killed any hope I had left in females. I can't help but think they're all whores just looking for money. The sad thing is they keep proving me right. Over and over again they keep proving me right and it breaks my heart. I know I'll never marry again, but I still have the desire to have someone to spend my life with. Despite all my rational thinking and number crunching that says it's a bad idea to do anything with women, I still have that desire and I hate it.

Sorry for the long post. After reading through posts here and other MGTOW stories I figured you guys would understand. Thanks for reading, and I'd appreciate any advice.

David