As I've learned from interacting on the main mgtow sub it seems as though I came to the "wisdom" through the back door, if you will. I had been through the ringer of relationships and made decisions about marriage and cohabitation based on my experiences, and when I found mgtow content it wasn't a rage inducing experience as much as it was an, "oh yeah, it all makes sense now" revelation.

One of the few items that really felt new, although retrospectively obvious, was the concept of alpha widow. After reflecting on it, not only was my most promising relationship hampered by her alpha widow, but I'm pretty damn sure I alpha widowed at least one girl. That or she was just a low-level stalker.

To the point... I woke up yesterday with my sheets at full sail and the first thought that came to me was "Her".

"She" was a rebound after a long relationship. I met her on the dance floor one night when I was still involved and later found out that she new a good friend. When my relationship ended I asked my friend about her and he tried to hook us up but she wasn't interested.

A few months later I was solo at a concert and spotted her, I approached her and we talked, then a couple weeks later I won tickets from the radio to another concert and invited her along via facebook.

It was infatuation times 10 at that point. We ended up back at my place that night and played rabbit rabbit for a few weeks.

This chick was insane. I had to learn the hard way that you do not stick your dick in crazy. She became obsessive, trashed a lot of my shit including an heirloom ring from my grandfather, and scared the shit out of me.

She also fucked my brains out, left me with bruises and bite marks, almost gave me a black eye one night.

Anyhow, when I wake up at full attention five years later she is infallibly the first thing on my mind. I may well have been crazy-widowed by her.