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Maybe it's just because it's something I find especially annoying but sometimes it's as if all the talk surrounding "mental health awareness", "men being able to talk about their feelings", etc. has just culminated in more people using mental health as an excuse to be whiny losers and make shit about themselves rather than actually trying to better themselves. It's also just fucking stupid to see people acting like something's right or a good idea just because a therapist said so.
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Make up a fantasy about those German middle schoolers being whores anyways, or about how that IG girl is fucking that dog, and if you believe it, you can justify making yourself the aggressor.
And what do right wing men care when this inevitably happens? In their head, all white women are far-left, dog-fucking whores who spent their college years racking up a three-digit body count with Chad and Tyrone, and they probably voted for "this." Whenever a white woman gets attacked, they pore through their socials to find any kind of evidence that they ever held a progressive opinion so that they can justify the attack, and if they can't find one, they just make the assumption up in their heads.

Weaponised (and learnt, I think) incompetence. I know it's one of those phrases that gets thrown around by reddit types, but it's a very real phenomenon.
Once women start calling men out on this, the goalposts start shifting to "Well, you shouldn't CARE that there are dirty clothes on the floor that I've somehow not been seeing. Are a few dirty socks really worth screwing up our marriage? You didn't used to be such a nag when we first started dating," blah blah blah.
 
Whenever a white woman gets attacked, they pore through their socials to find any kind of evidence that they ever held a progressive opinion so that they can justify the attack, and if they can't find one, they just make the assumption up in their heads.
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They'll do anything but admit men as a whole are the problem.
 
Therapy for men only creates bonafide narcissists and empowers their delusions with a dangerous reliance on medication. It also justifies many of their abuses because now they can be like "see I'm on prozac, I can do no wrong and I'm at my best". Then proceed to crash out in the worst ways against their women. It serves as an alibi and a way of making them look "stable" without them even trying to act stable. Source? Piece of shit dead father.

It is men who are the problem and it's also these institutions who've made many of them into zombies and affirm their delusions and egos. To me it's all a big fucking joke, I've been off autism medicine and haven't really engaged with my psychiatrist since I was in High School and I've never felt better. Men don't need therapy they need someone they can talk to and someone who won't hold back their criticisms. A man who pays attention to his faults and changes his ways can go a long way, and there's a severe shortage of those. The men who do "need therapy" are those you should never even talk to or look at. Those men may as well be feral beasts with rabies.
 
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Weaponised (and learnt, I think) incompetence. I know it's one of those phrases that gets thrown around by reddit types, but it's a very real phenomenon.

I first noticed it with (relation) when, for example, they were both sitting on the couch and her husband would demand a glass of something. She'd get up automatically, and if someone joked like 'are your legs busted, mate? Are you an invalid?', he'd whine and, if anything, become more firmly planted in his seat, and (relation) seemed embarrassed and even more resolved to get him his drink - as if to prove to us that she'd felt like getting up anyway.

It's really frustrating to witness stuff like that again and again. Like, have you ever just tried telling him 'you've got two legs - go use them'?! But then I think, she would have been hearing his whining every single time she asked him to do any menial task, so, in a sense, it's no wonder she'd stop bothering and just do them herself
This is a perfect example on why it's so important to select your male carefully. Never put up with this bullshit, once they learn they can get away with this, they will do it all the time.
Don't get up and get a drink for him, unless he does other tasks in return for her to balance it out.

You. Hold. The. Power! Males will fold quickly once they learn you don't tolerate that kind of behavior or you'll walk away.
Males can mobilize a ton of energy out of thin air if they realize the person giving a damn about them will disappear (and without them the improved social value, the emotional support and whatever else you bring to the table) if they continue to laze around.

Men do this because we let them. Give them you as a reason to hold their life together and they will. (Or if yours doesn't, discard him, others will)
 
Hi! I've been a lurker since this thread started. I must admit that I started as a 'moid apologist' but the things you shared with me resonated with me deeply.
I've spent a long time downplaying what happened to me when I was a child (because it's not like I was raped or something). I wanted to forget that my uncle spent a decade touching me in places that no one
should have when I was of that certain age.
When I became an adult, I tried my best to forget. I played nice with the creep, but when I was 28 and living on my own the creep wanted to visit me and I made it so he could visit me only when my mother was also present, so he couldn't do anything. It enraged him, he wrote me an insane screed that condenmed me, my actions, and anyone close to me. The positive relationship that my mother had with her sister (his wife) ended on that day. I spent years blaming myself for that.
Now, it's 9 years later and my little sister is getting married. She invited this estranged part of the family and my tormentor will be there - old and decrepit, a shadow of his past self. I would prefer to not attend, but I have to because I love my sister, who doesn't know anything of the things that happened to me. What should I do?
 
Hi! I've been a lurker since this thread started. I must admit that I started as a 'moid apologist' but the things you shared with me resonated with me deeply.
I've spent a long time downplaying what happened to me when I was a child (because it's not like I was raped or something). I wanted to forget that my uncle spent a decade touching me in places that no one
should have when I was of that certain age.
When I became an adult, I tried my best to forget. I played nice with the creep, but when I was 28 and living on my own the creep wanted to visit me and I made it so he could visit me only when my mother was also present, so he couldn't do anything. It enraged him, he wrote me an insane screed that condenmed me, my actions, and anyone close to me. The positive relationship that my mother had with her sister (his wife) ended on that day. I spent years blaming myself for that.
Now, it's 9 years later and my little sister is getting married. She invited this estranged part of the family and my tormentor will be there - old and decrepit, a shadow of his past self. I would prefer to not attend, but I have to because I love my sister, who doesn't know anything of the things that happened to me. What should I do?
Depends on where your head is. You could avoid him completely, just stay far away and either do at most stiff politeness or outright refuse to speak to him.

Or, if you're up to it, you could grind him down in your mind enough, to the contemptible little subhuman scum he is, so that when you see him you can stare him in the face and sneer at how dessicated he has become, knowing - and making it clear without a word, that lhe has nothing and no power. Then literally turn your back to him, go about your business, and enjoy your sister's day fully unencumbered by that blackhearted lump in the corner. ...I'm not a fan of hate, even deserved, but as an interim measure, a guilt-free dose of disdain and contempt can be useful. (And you're also allowed to hate him with the the fire of a thousand suns...just let it empower and invigorate you for your own good rather than be sapped by it.)

Just don't drink too much if there's any chance you'll have emotions. It's your sister's day and it should be free of that. Keep your mind clear and your resolve not to be bothered by this man's presence iron.
 
Just don't drink too much if there's any chance you'll have emotions. It's your sister's day and it should be free of that. Keep your mind clear and your resolve not to be bothered by this man's presence iron.
You're absolutely right about the drinking part. When I drink too much, it all comes back to me. Thank you for reminding me.
 
old and decrepit, a shadow of his past self. I would prefer to not attend, but I have to because I love my sister, who doesn't know anything of the things that happened to me. What should I do?

Just focus the day on your sister. Grey rock the bastard and pretend he's a piece of furniture. Also stay dry if it helps keep your composure. Once the day is done and you only have pictures of the bride, your mother, and yourself you won't even think about him.

Sucks she invited him, though.
 
Why are men in the A&N forum Like That?
I find myself coming here for a reprieve from their insanity.
Men in general cannot emotionally handle disagreement. I've never gotten in an argument with a woman online or offline and seen her behave like men do when you disagree with them. They genuinely become unhinged and get obsessed with forcing you to acknowledge their logical correctness. When I was a teenager, I got into a disagreement with a male friend over something abstract and it ended with him twisting my arm behind my back. I know a lot of guys online would resort to physical force in an argument if they could, but it's the internet so they have to content themselves with insults. I kinda just find it funny at this point. If you know you're right, then why are you so upset? They chimp out like that because they know they're wrong and they can't handle the feelings being wrong gives them.
 
This is a perfect example on why it's so important to select your male carefully
Or you could just....not select one at all.

Give a moid long enough, and he'll moid out. Then you gotta deal with that.
Don't get up and get a drink for him,
You. Hold. The. Power! Males will fold quickly once they learn you don't tolerate that kind of behavior or you'll walk away.
Men do this because we let them
Look at these examples. It's like training a belligerent dog. What kind of a relationship can you have if you have to constantly keep your guard up, lest your chosen moid decide to start taking advantage of you? If they ALL end up doing this, why bother with the stress?

For most women in Western nations, we've accumulated enough laws and rights that we can make a decent go of not having to rely on men in our personal lives. Sorry, the mental burden of having to constantly correct, baby and coddle a moid to prevent him from chimping out and killing you is not worth whatever perceived benefit there is to partnering with one.
 
Hi! I've been a lurker since this thread started. I must admit that I started as a 'moid apologist' but the things you shared with me resonated with me deeply.
I've spent a long time downplaying what happened to me when I was a child (because it's not like I was raped or something). I wanted to forget that my uncle spent a decade touching me in places that no one
should have when I was of that certain age.
When I became an adult, I tried my best to forget. I played nice with the creep, but when I was 28 and living on my own the creep wanted to visit me and I made it so he could visit me only when my mother was also present, so he couldn't do anything. It enraged him, he wrote me an insane screed that condenmed me, my actions, and anyone close to me. The positive relationship that my mother had with her sister (his wife) ended on that day. I spent years blaming myself for that.
Now, it's 9 years later and my little sister is getting married. She invited this estranged part of the family and my tormentor will be there - old and decrepit, a shadow of his past self. I would prefer to not attend, but I have to because I love my sister, who doesn't know anything of the things that happened to me. What should I do?
I went through this. My advice is below.
I was abused by my bio father throughout my childhood, and last year he was at a family wedding. He tried to bait me all night (stepping closer to me so that I would step back, saying things out loud near me to try and upset me, sitting directly in my line of sight even when I switched seats, trying to interact with my plus-one and others at my table, etc.). What made me stand strong against his actions before, during, and after they occurred was the constant reminder to myself that he was doing this to upset me, because he's a degenerate and juvenile loser who can't help but be a bully, even in his old age. He won't help himself and he hates the fact that I cut him out 10+ years ago, hence why he acted out at the wedding once he knew I was in attendance. Just like your uncle, my bio father knows that the separation and conditional visitations he receives indicate that what he did was wrong. Moids love abusing women, and I mean that unironically. They choose to hurt little girls and dedicate time and energy to touching and raping and otherwise hurting us and fostering the secrecy to repeat those actions. They also dedicate a lot of time and energy pushing down the reality of their actions and choices. They abuse us and expect us to do the work of forgetting for them. After all that time, why should what they did to us matter? The past is the past. Our resistance against their comfort and selective memory is an insult to them and a reminder that they are despicable, degenerate, abusive cretins who deserve mutilation and torture.

Remember what Gisèle Pelicot of France said last year during her trial against her rapist husband: shame must switch sides. The shame of the past belongs to them, not us. It's hard to let go of the shame, but it must be done, and you are the only one who can do it. How I let go of that shame is by mentally reminding myself that I am not at fault for what happened. The same cannot be said for him, who chose to abuse a child. What kind of person could choose to do that but a lowlife? I remind myself I am better than that, better than him, and not made unclean by what he did to me. He did not break me, because I am unbreakable by virtue of being female. A lot of mental and emotional strength went into seeing him at that wedding with fresh eyes and seeing him for the pathetic, malevolent, sputtering force he is. It made it easy to walk away.
Good luck to you, sister in arms.
 
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Would you rather date a guy who is 5’4 or 6’4 but in a wheelchair? Just wondering how over it really is for me

I shouldn't reply to this off topic crap -but - the problem with men is that they don't understand that a woman wants a man that actually cares about her instead of seeing her as domestic labor and a hole. A partner and not a manchild; someone who adds to her life instead of burdens her.

If you're not a deplorable douchebag and actually care about the woman you're looking for a relationship with then you'll find one that will overlook your shortcomings. Fat men, ugly men, poor men, short men, disabled men, etc all get partners if they bring something to the picture.

If you're just a sad sack of TFW no GF then IDK KYS in minecraft or something.
 
Men see women as service workers and caregivers. She cares for HIM, not the other way around. The Wife being seriously ill will mean he may have to—gasp!— pull his weight domestically! Do more for his wife than she does for him! Unacceptable!
While i agree with this I really believe some of it also just comes from men not wanting to be tied down to a terminally or chronically ill woman, especially if the woman isn't able to have sex or be attractive in that state. It's the same as when men get upset when the wife gets pregnant cause they're not in the mood to have sex (cause you know, they've got a dam baby inside of them) except in that regard there's an end in sight where the relationship can potentially resume where the woman can look attractive again, but in the case of illness, especially if it's a terminal illness that could potentially last years? Men just don't want to waste their time on women they can't use how they want, and instead of being there for the woman, who has lessened chances of finding a partner especially in the case of terminal illness, they just leave her for their own selfish needs. But yet somehow men are the providers.
 
Would you rather date a guy who is 5’4 or 6’4 but in a wheelchair? Just wondering how over it really is for me
That cancels out the height question and we'd have to go with who has better other traits and money. I work and make my own money but I don't want to support a man financially.

Also is the wheelchair guy going to need me to be a nurse and, if so, is he worth it? I'm not going to be that lady who nursed her husband only for him to leave her as soon as he got better. Not without paying me for my wasted time anyway.
 
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