I hit the big 30 last summer and decided to go my own way a while ago. It has been the only time where I felt not only alive but genuinely happy. Only three people I love in this world - me, myself and I. That is the motto I learned to live by through experience and observation. I learned the hard way that depending on myself meant there is no room for disappointment and that other people will eventually disappoint.

I know I'm in my prime to work, earn and achieve my dreams regardless of what they are or how silly they are, they are my dreams. At no point in this equation there is a woman involved or do I intend to have a woman involved. It's all about priorities. You value your freedom? Your independence? Your physical and emotional well being? So why cater to someone else's dreams and needs when you have your own?

When they say "I'm a strong and independent woman and need my equal" so why do you eventually have to sacrifice your hobbies, dreams, friends, time and so on just to simply meet all her needs? Does that sound equal or independent to you? What happened to your needs? What's that? You care about her? So did you stop and look in the mirror and ask yourself what happened to me? Of course not because you are indoctrinated or programmed to believe in chivalry, the provider and the alpha.

My idea of living seems extremely alien to everyone around me. It doesn't mean I have forsaken sex completely all it means that if it requires effort then I refuse to play the game as all the effort in my life will be dedicated to me, myself and I. This is where sadly many of us went wrong. We were drawn to the allure of the pussy. Our society has been geared towards pussy worshipping for decades that the very idea of you shunning it makes you seem alien as if you were somehow broken. Little do they know that more and more men are waking up to the fact that the juice is not worth the squeeze.

I sit and watch a friend of mine who after years of counselling him and advising him to focus on his self, has been swallowed and spat out by every woman he has known. In his prime to create an empire but his excuse is "why can't I have both". Far from the truth as he is refusing to admit that he is still worshipping the pussy and that he put himself far down the leader.

TL:DR What MGTOW means for me, myself and I. Don't forget your dreams, your hobbies, your life.