TL;DR - RPR triggers by women around me as well as my experience in college drove me here. No one gives a flying fuck about a man's challenges and injustices against him, because he is the "oppressor" of the "oppressed." Whatever the fuck that even means. Hell even watching TV is near impossible, and I would rather slit my own throat than watch any longer than 30 seconds of "news" media.

I'm 23.

Not even going to go into the years that consisted of only the purest strain of cuckery -- unadulterated, unfiltered simpery. The pain hits heavy in the chest. So many years of self-hate and feelings of inadequacy. College campuses and female "friends" constantly pushing this "toxic masculinity" drivel. Then you gotta sit through sexual harassment training.

Most recently a female "friend" (I had a crush on her) from college that constantly uses the word dickhead, told me and a group of friends that we can't say the word pussy during a conversation we were having in her presence. Why? Because of the long history of female oppression. HUGE RED FLAG. My attraction quickly turned into a seething rage and repulsion. You know what? I remembered the teachings of this place. Never argue or reason with an intersectional feminist. Of course she claims to not be in any way affiliated with feminism. I just looked at her, smiled. Nodded. Said I had to leave, and then reluctantly initiated Mission Not-so-Impossible: Ghost Protocol. This is a female mechanical engineer, with a minor in CS; a capable one at that. All of that scientific acumen, and you would think, or at least hope some morsel of logic would be invoked in conversation. Imagine the average female Environmental Scientist or Nurse... There is no hope for that picket fence. Imagine MARRYING one of these women thinking that we are oppressors. They could easily justify any evil done to you with that line of thinking; this is reflected by laws and stats I have tried to reconcile with and deny but can't. Not going to lie, that dream crumbling to pieces still crushes me to this day.

Wouldn't be so bad, if I didn't also realize that women in your family are exactly the same. Can you imagine? My sister told me once at an outside cookout when I brought Kavanaugh up. "Even if there is a chance that something happened 30 years ago, he cannot be judge." My aunt nods in agreement. "They were so close to getting him what he deserved." I took this the same way I did my crush. I just walked away. Then my mom adds to the mix. "Get a job, a house, get married, have children. There isn't much else to life." Then I tell her the laws are built to destroy men. She panics and I kid you not, says, "only 5% of women would do that. The other 95% of women just want a good, loyal man." What women is she talking about? What the fuck even is this? I grabbed a snack, said "I guess," and went upstairs. You see brothers, this is only a fraction of my story. It is my great frustration with the current climate that literally forced me into finding MGTOW. No other place gave me any answers until here, and with frightening accuracy when describing my predicament too. That's enough.

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