Our generation was raised with the notion that true love exists. Our parents raised us with the ideals that one day we would find unconditional love. That there would be a unicorn for every single one of us. We watched Disney and had our teenage brains manipulated with Little Mermaid, Aladdin and whatever other princess that needed saving.

As a result we were taught to treat girls with respect, to treat them as if they are worth their weight in gold.

Under this notion I got my first girlfriend at 21 and thought to myself, God, how lucky am I to stick my penis in this vagina. I’m such a lucky guy for having a woman beside me. Suffice to say I was in heaven, because I was “able” to -actually- get a woman. I defined my succes and value to “having a woman”. I felt better of myself because I had the ability to live up to societies standard. If only I had known what an ultimate farce I was living back then.

Up to this day, when I am reaching my thirties, I see Blue-Pill (BP)-friends chasing the dream from which I had already awoken. Urges to awake my BP-friends have been in vain, I have been unable to save them from whatever misery is to come. Most of them will need to be divorce-raped and see their wealth vanish before their eyes before they will start to question right from wrong.

For many years I tried to make this “dream” work, to live up to the expectation of my family, parents and surroundings only to fail again and again. To be “heartbroken” after getting dumped by women more than once. I am a damaged good now. For example when I lost my job, I would lose the woman almost simultaneously. I was providing her with less value than I used to, thus I had to go. She could do better or “fell out of love”, thanks female hypergamous nature.

Slowly it got to me that society was based on the feminine imperative. Women have created this elusion, a manipulated world in which everything is about – women -. Men want to be successful for women. They go to clubs to get women. They marry for women. They white knight for women. Even die for women.

Men are expendable. That’s the way nature was meant to be. Women are the selector and men are the selectee. Our whole culture, education and raising is based on this. Throw in third wave feminism, some Cultural Marxism and “yolo swag – welcome to 2016”.The saddest thing of all is that I had to find this out on my own. For me, swallowing the red pill is gained freedom but also accepting a depressing, alternate reality than the one I grew up with.

Realization –> Anger –> Bitterness –> Depression –> Acceptance. This is how I see the process of swallowing a reality that is not in my favor. Anger will subside and return every once in a while. Bitterness, thats something that remains until acceptance will take its place. Acceptance comes with wisdom and understanding.

You are here because you dared to criticize common beliefs, because you choose to look beyond what information and views has been given to you. Because you have gained the ability to look at the world and define right from wrong. To see cause and effect and learn. Basically you are the 0,01 percent of men that actually realize the way s~~~ works. Did the red-pill choose you or did you choose it?

Either way, I think men live life on HARD mode and women, well they just have society and white knights to soften up their fleece diapers for them. Truth is, men are forced to develop themselves into something greater, we need to develop character, values to be successful. We gain wisdom because we are forced to learn in order to survive and not die, become homeless, depressed or commit suicide. Women? They have backups everywhere. They don’t have to develop themselves, they have their “beauty” and pussy-pass their way through life without having to take responsibility for s~~~. And if they ever had to face consequences the “rationalization hamster” spins the wheel and tells them they “did nothing wrong”. Most of them don’t even notice The Wall. They are oblivious and cannot self-reflect.

Right now, my “friends” are in a club somewhere, orbiting some HB-8, hoping to get a piece of ass while giving away their value by showering them with attention. I used to be like them, now I look at them and my past self in disgust. I’m done transferring my value to women. F~~~ being a provider, f~~~ being a beta-chump slave, f~~~ the plantation. I will live as a opportunist and thrive for myself instead.

Goodnight MGTOW and thanks for saving lives.