Women are fickle, yes. AWALT. That's fundamental in their nature. Raging against this inherent fact is as useless as being angry at a bird for flying. But, like everything, it's on a spectrum. Some club sluts branch swing weekly. Some women stay with the same man their whole lives. Some birds fly better than others. Johnathan Livingston vs Joschka. As a man it's your job to evaluate their positions on the spectrum and match that position to your needs. Vet.

The crux remains, the generality of AWALT breaks down when you scale down to the individual. This is where most incelmgtownofaps get it wrong. It's far easier to direct anger out at the world and rage against the fundamental nature of things rather than to direct it inward and try to poison your ego hamster by realizing it's YOUR OWN RESPONSE to the fundamental nature of the world that is erroneous.

You' re actually angry because your beliefs... the disney, bluepill, sugar and spice and everything nice version of the world are all a lie that you actually believed whole cloth until now. There's cognitive dissonance here. The awakening can grind to a halt at this point as the reality and the fantasy clash in your head. Red V.S. Blue.

If you're reading here, hopefully blue is not your color.

Now that those pesky blue marionette strings have been cut, you're lying in a heap on the ground, screaming at the unfairness of it all. Life's not fair. Nor just. You just haven't realized you're Pinocchio, you got no strings and can stand on your own. Which is worlds better than being supported and controlled from above.

You're not angry at women, you're angry at yourself for allowing society to have pulled the wool over your eyes for so long.

It's the hallmark of a man to be able to recognize his emotions have merit, and you're allowed to have them, but then you have to be able to put them away and get on with the business of making yourself the best person you can be.

To allow your emotions to rule your entire worldview is weak, childish and feminine. "When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things."

That's why incelmgtownofaps are so stuck, they're unwilling to take that long hard look at themselves. So they get stuck in the anger phase.

Here's my analogy for those having issues....

AGAL.. All guns are loaded. One of the fundamentals of firearm safety. We all know that's NOT TRUE. I would actually opine the majority of guns out there are not loaded. But you can bet your ass I ASSUME they all are until I myself verify the absence of the preconceived condition in each one I handle. I am aware that this is a binary concept analogy referring to a spectral phenomenon, so lets muddy it up a bit by modifying the gun into a revolver. That means I have to check all the chambers, personally. Because the consequences of not applying the basic rule of gun safety are horrendous. All of them have the capability to kill you. Plus, I happen to like "checking chambers."

So, the assertation that you will be cheated on because AWALT is theoretically and superficially true, in reality you would have vetted your choice to ensure you didn't pick one whose hypergamy and solipism drive them above all else. Otherwise it's your fault if they cheat/branchswing - you didn't check and see how many chambers were loaded before spinning the cylinder and rouletting.

When you reach your alpha apogee, you truly don't care if she does hyperipism away, because that just proves she was not LTR material after all. Her loss. And your fault for not doing your due diligence. If you did do your homework and she still somehow finds an alphaier alpha, well, that falls under the category of things you can't change, so it's useless to fret about.

"She's not yours, it's just your turn" is also a useful generality on your journey, but like AWALT, it too breaks down as you come into your own. It becomes your turn until you don't want to play with that particular toy anymore. You can just go out and replace her in a heartbeat. The paradox here is you can't see that abundance unless you achieve abundance.

An old bull and a young bull stand on a hillside, overlooking a pasture. The young bull says to the old bull, “Hey, let’s run down and fuck one of those heifers.” The old bull replies, “let’s walk down and fuck ’em all.”