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The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen


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MGTOW = Men Going Their Own Way

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Not My Circus Anymore

I have been happily divorced for about thirteen years now. That sentence alone confuses people. They hear the word divorced and immediately assume there must be bitterness sadness loneliness or regret attached to it. But peace is a strange thing. Once a man finally finds it he becomes very protective of it.
 
People are uncomfortable with a man who is content by himself. They always think something is missing. They tell me I need to settle down again. They tell me I need companionship. They tell me I need to “find the right woman.” Everybody seems to have a recommendation. Everybody seems to know someone. Everybody thinks the answer to a man’s happiness is another relationship.
 
What fascinates me is how differently society treats men and women after divorce. When a woman leaves a man the automatic assumption is that he failed somehow. He must have neglected her. He must have cheated. He must have been abusive emotionally unavailable selfish or weak. But when a man leaves a woman he is looked at like the villain. Somehow the woman is still the victim even when she caused the destruction.
 
That happened to me too.
 
When I told people my wife left me they immediately asked what I did wrong. Not what happened. Not whether I was okay. They wanted to know what I must have done to deserve it.
 
When I explained that she emptied our bank accounts maxed out the credit cards and moved directly in with another man people told me it was my fault for trusting her. When I explained that she lied about wanting children and I later found hidden birth control pills in the house people told me it was my fault for not paying closer attention. Apparently if a woman lies cheats steals manipulates and betrays you the modern response is still to ask the man what he did wrong.
 
At some point I realized something important. A lot of people do not want truth. They want a familiar story. And the familiar story is always the same. The woman reacts. The man causes.
 
Even divorce courts seem built around that assumption. The man works for decades paying mortgages bills insurance tuition food clothing and keeping the family afloat. Then one day the marriage ends and suddenly the man is treated like a visitor in the very house he paid for. The woman gets the children the home the financial support and often the sympathy. The man gets a lecture about responsibility.
 
And then people wonder why so many men no longer rush toward marriage.
 
What really amazes me is how openly some people talk about relationships as financial strategy. I once sat across from a woman on a date who proudly told me that the best business decision a woman can make is marrying the right man. She said it with a straight face like she was discussing real estate investments. I asked for the check paid my half and left. Before walking out I told her there are plenty of billionaires in America and she should probably start there before settling for millionaires.
 
Another woman once heard that I had received several marriage proposals over the years. Her immediate response was not that I must be kind loyal intelligent funny or dependable. No. Her first assumption was that I must be rich.
 
That told me everything I needed to know.
 
Then there are the single mothers around my neighborhood. Some ask for help moving furniture fixing appliances carrying groceries or repairing something around the house. At first I thought they genuinely needed help. Then I realized for some of them it was flirting disguised as helplessness. What bothers me even more is when they ask their children if they would like me to be their new father.
 
Think about how strange that is.
 
The same women who divorced the father of their children because he was not perfect are now searching for another man willing to step into the chaos left behind. Apparently the first man was not good enough but the replacement is expected to finance emotionally support and help raise children that are not his while navigating visitation schedules with men he has never met.
 
And society expects men to treat this like a privilege.
 
I remember one friend’s mother trying to set me up with a “nice woman.” Later I found out she had five children from five different restaurant owners. Another neighbor tried introducing me to her twice divorced niece only for me to discover that one divorce involved cheating and the second involved paternity deception.
 
Yet somehow men are still told they are the problem for hesitating.
 
What also fascinates me is the contradiction. Some women become furious if a man keeps photographs of an ex girlfriend because they say it means he cannot let go of the past. But then those same women expect a man to live every single day with another man’s children while seeing the ex husband or ex boyfriend every other weekend during visitation.
 
Apparently one memory in a photograph is unacceptable but eighteen years of permanent reminders is considered maturity.
 
And before anybody gets offended by any of this let me ask one simple question.
 
How often have you seen the reverse happen?
 
How often does a man with no home marry a successful woman with a house of her own then divorce her and walk away with the home the children and child support payments while society cheers him on?
 
Exactly.
 
People can call me bitter cynical or damaged if they want. But the truth is much simpler. I became observant. I started paying attention to patterns instead of promises.
 
Now let me ask one final question before I go.
 
What is it with some people posting photographs of themselves and their children together on dating sites?
 
Did anybody stop and ask the child how they feel about being displayed in a marketplace for adult relationships?
 
Or are adults so desperate for validation companionship and attention that even children become part of the advertisement?
 
No thanks. I already survived one disaster. I am not volunteering for another.

Not My Circus Anymore

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