I found MRP about 18 months ago while looking for strategies to navigate the changing dynamics with a pregnant wife - the child is now one year old. I lift, I lurk, I read, I act. I have floundered, I have lead. I have failed, I have reassessed, and I have sifted through jackten's post history like an archeologist at a dig site. I silently witnessed the evolution of Dread from the answer to everything to another tool in the belt, I was inspired during the Extreme Ownership phase, and I remember BluePillProfessor storming out of his house when his wife gave him a subtle shit test and I watched in awe as the "over-reaction vs perfect frame" debate ensued.

 

And while I have improved myself in enormous ways, worked the dread levels, and played the oak game, my marriage continued to be the weakest link in my life... until a few weeks ago after a particularly nasty fight. The details don't matter. The chain broke that night. I walked out of the family home, stayed the night away, and made peace with the death of my marriage. Surprisingly, I wasn't sad. In fact, I was relieved at the thought of beginning the end. Mentally, I repaired the chain of my life and discarded the broken link.

 

I returned home the next day for the Main Event. It wasn't my first one, but I'll be damned if it wasn't my last one. I laid out a vision of life post-marriage with child support, custody sharing, everything. I then laid out a vision of life in a good marriage. I issued the ultimatum, one or the other, because I'm living out one of them from now on.

 

Something was different this time. Maybe I wasn't willing to walk away from my marriage before, maybe I let my wife get away with holding this covert contract over my head of "we had this baby so you're going to stay here with me no matter how shitty I am", maybe I'm dealing with someone so deep on the narcissist spectrum that she couldn't fathom me leaving, or maybe all of the above. Doesn't matter. I've seen more positive progress in my home life in the last three weeks than I have in the last year.

 

It absolutely blows my mind that I had to go nuclear to make progress. Mostly, I feel like a pussy for having not done it sooner. But now she knows I have the arsenal ready. So let my journey be a lesson, if to no one but my future self - I'm the President of my life and I trust me with the nuclear codes.