This is gonna be a long one so if you’re not an avid reader, you might want to skip it.

Let me start off by saying that for a long time I have had many insecurities about myself; I was different in many aspects of life.

I didn’t ‘know’ most things that guys my age do. I remember I was always one step lower than the other guys. Be it a thing as simple as knowing that when the bell rings six times, recess is over and you got to get back to class in Kindergarten. I always needed to be escorted back to class by the teacher or the class monitor pulling me by the ear.

I didn’t know that to get something, you need to constantly pressurize your parents for it; my brothers did just that and got many a gifts… while I was always the silent one…. who would be pleased with whatever was given to him. I missed out on getting after-school treats, rides to amusement parks and the likes….or even my own playstation/x-box… just because I never asked my mother for them.

Fast forward to middle school…. social pressures kicking in…. I didn’t know how to ‘act’ because I never learned what boys were supposed to ‘do’ or ‘act like’. My father passed away when I was 1, so couldn’t earn anything ‘manly’. I shared but a few interests; the other guys would talk about latest X-Box games and I would never make heads or tails of it (I spent most of my time in confinement). I was constantly ‘served’ by other people…. and whenever I had had just enough and stared to burst out, my mother would step in and police me….program me “You’re not supposed to act ike this. You are supposed to be a good boy. You are not supposed to do what others don’t like.”

Now that I think about it…. f~~~ that! Who ever gave a damn about what I liked or did not like?



Middle school was the most horrible time of my life till date. I didn’t get bullied, (Thank god!) but got outperformed, bashed by teachers and peers alike… got depressed…missed school a lot…. got pushed by my mother to finish middle school and I did….with mediocre grades.

Oh! And the stupid fool I am, I got charmed by the class diva and asked her out on facebook. Next thing I know, I became the joke of the school. Infuriated, I made snide comments about her and her friend on facebook that ended pretty badly; involving teachers, principals, my mom, their moms, etc. which I do not want to recall.

High school was in another city; and the same story repeated itself…except that this time I was already becoming gynophobic and an introvert. I did manage to make a few friends at first, but I couldn’t get along, got super rude towards them and got ostracized. The last two years of high school would have killed me had it not been for a subtle text-only relationship with a girl of way low SMV. She disappeared after she got to know I couldn’t afford to go to college.

The point of me narrating my story is that not once did I get any kind of intervention that people usually get; not even one soul, including members of my own family, asked me what was wrong…. they just told me what to do and I followed their orders like a 5-month old puppy. I felt so alone and so weak for such a long time….

I never commanded respect from anybody before the MGTOW effect… yes, people were polite .. bu they never really ‘respected’ me like the respected other people.

I wasn’t living for myself….I was living for everbody else but me.

But for the past few months ever since I found out about this place, there has been a change.

The MGTOW Effect:

I have been constantly reading and reading and going through the pages and have picked up on a lot of things.

This place isn’t just one where you can rant about women; its more than that. This place is what teaches you what’s important for a man in his life; his own self-esteem and the ways by which he could preserve the same. It doesn’t tell me what I want to hear.. or what’s right … but it does teach me what I need. It has taught me to question everything that I once though was ‘right’ or ‘correct’.

For the first time in my life, I learned not to give a f~~~. To live for myself. The past few months ever since, I had the words of good men ringing in my ears “Forget about everything else… focus on yourself and your needs” and I did just that.

I worked out a lot, exercised a voice that had a lot of depth….started ‘raising my voice’ (the best thing I did) …. started disobeying orders that didn’t benefit me…learned to stand up for myself….

….and suddenly people have started respecting me more. A year earlier when I went out, people would treat me as if I were invisibe. Now I get greets and acknowedgements from many in my neighbourhood. My family has learnt that I am not the donkey I once was; they could no longer pile up THEIR burdens on MY back.

This newfound sense of freedom has physically manifested in myself; earlier I used to slouch… now I feel like I stand ten feet tall. Everybody around me is passing on comments ike “you’re becoming big” … “you’ve grown up”. I look at myself in the mirror and I see a strong, proud man with integrity and maturity.

I used to be insecure about women. Like I said, gynophobic. But that is disappearing slowly and steadily. I’ve even manslammed a few of them (unconsciously) and never felt any regret.

But I’ve not lost my good qualities either. I’ve been more empathetic, have volunteered for many community services (old age homes, cleaning the streets, HIV AIDs campaigns, raising funds for poor victims of cancer and kidney failure, etc.) out of my own free will….because that’s what I like to do…and not because I should do it or that not doing it is wrong.

I am a whole new man…all thanks to the valuable wisdom of his place. Just wanted to say I am very pleased to be among all of you. No matter how much people say how bad this place is, I will never forget how much ‘good’ i gave me. I will be sure to pay back 3x times when I make good of myself.

Have you felt the MGTOW effect in your life too? I would be pleased to hear.

Peace.