2 years ago I dated this one chick. She had a boyfriend but he was an international business man apparently so far away and she was studying abroad.

At first she didn’t want anything because her friends knew the guys and he was considered as a great guy and I bet he was, good job, had a house and smart.

Yet, I ended up banging the fuck out of her savagely. 2 times a day on average for 6 months. I’m still kind of laughing when I think of what my neighbors must have thought when they heard screams and moans at midnight and 12 am every day lol.

But what hurt me was when she did not break up with the dude as soon as something happened. He ended up feeling like something was up when he saw me a few times in her instagram stories.

As they still had a meet up planned, they met during a weekend once. And she said he asked her about me. She told him that weekend that she had feelings for someone else. When she came back she was shook because the guy literally cried the whole fucking weekend. That’s how much he cared about her and how badly she betrayed this dude.

It made me very uncomfortable. But I kept banging the shit out of her for another 4 months because I understood that she broke up with him. But what ended up happening is that he told her to see if she still felt that way in say 3 weeks.

Shit didn’t change. Next thing I know, it’s christmas eve and she calls me. She tells me that she finally just told her bf she was cheating on him all along. This shit made me click.

It was dumb as fuck to be in this situation. And she became really nuts ever since. She wanted to go back to her ex like nothing happened because she felt bad but at the same time she enjoyed the benefits of staying with me.

As this all frustrated me to the point of no return, I put an end on all of this drama that was completely distracting me and killing my nerves (making me drink and smoke) and I ghosted the bitch right after I got pissed during our last phone call.

She kept texting me how much it hurt to not get a reply from me etc etc. But I was done.

Looking back I feel like it was meant to happen like this. I was like karma’s messenger. One of her friends told me the dude she cheated on with me was the dude she cheated with on another dude.

Anyways, this shit projected me into the world of redpill and mgtow even though I was never treated badly.

I went through a long rage phase where I’d go to stripclubs to relax as it was the only place I knew where women were honest and the relationship was without lies as both parties were honest (insane i know, but think about it). And I got to talk with some and have interesting convos actually. Many of these women were hustlers to my eyes, doing shit out of necessity. Some of them told me some interesting stuff like they were tired of dates and just sick of relationships too as it all starts the same, you talk about yourself and that process is sickening, especially as your life is nobody’s business. We were really on the same wavelength there.

As time went by I just stopped seeing a point in being in a relationship as I was literally saving 90% of my income and money started piling up. I started understand what freedom is and the power you gain from really not giving a fuck anymore.

I have peace of mind and that’s priceless. I’m at a point where I may think a woman looks wow but that’s as far as it gets. I keep my distances at all times as my interior peace is what matters the most to me. This in turn gives me angry reactions of women telling me I’m so mysterious or whatever but I always react in accordance to what’s best to my inner peace.

Anything that goes against my inner peace gets blocked such as chasing, talking about myself, explaining myself, looking for sex, anything.

Life has been so fucking awesome for me since I went mgtow 2 years ago.

And I wish you guys the same too. Always keep your peace of mind a priority!!!