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I told him I wasn't going to clean his room. I was 14 years old.

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My dad was a good man. But not a good father. He over parented. He would always clean my room when I was a child. I have a brother and a sister as well. He cleaned their rooms too. He would buy us video games every time we visited him. My mom was overprotective. She would always have cookies, cake and candy in the house for us. This all changed when I was 14 years old. My brother was 11 and my sister was 10. We would all go to dad's house every weekend. So, we got there one Friday night. My dad had completely changed. Gone were the meals he used to cook for us. Gone were the video games and the candies. He bought us all 100 dollar gift cards. He told us he was tired of parenting us. That we were all becoming adults and that we needed to learn to take care of ourselves. He told us to take the 100 dollars and buy anything we wanted for the rest of the weekend. He was going to spend his time reading books and watching tv. He told us to start with our rooms. He showed us the vacuum. He showed us the mop. He showed us the broom. He showed us the dustpan. He showed us the trash cans. We spent the rest of the weekend with our heads down against his floor. My brother and I were angry. But my sister was livid. She called my mom. She called her grandparents. She called everyone. She wanted people to take care of her. I don't know what happened. But at that moment. Something just changed. I became masculine. The happy go lucky child in me died. I felt like a man. I told him "I'm gonna clean my room". He smiled. He said "thats my boy". I asked him "where is the laundry detergent?". He pointed me in the right direction. I asked him "how do I use the washing machine?". He showed me how to use it. My brother decided to clean his room as well. My sister decided she wasn't going to clean her room. She wanted my dad to clean it for her. He told her no. She spent the rest of the weekend in her pajamas. I think that is when I became MGTOW. I didn't know there was a name for it. But I no longer wanted a female. I didn't want a woman for anything. The happy go lucky child in me was gone. I didn't want to date anymore. I didn't want to have sex. I didn't want a wife. I didn't want children. I wanted to be alone. I wanted to be left alone. I wanted to spend my time alone. I wanted to be masculine. I wanted to be a man. My dad and I spent the rest of the weekend watching tv together. We watched old 80s movies. I watched him drink beer. I watched how he spent his time. That was all I wanted. I didn't want anything else. I was excited to leave his house and return to my mothers house. I was excited to return to my small bedroom. I was excited to return to my small closet. I was excited to return to my routine. I was excited to spend my time alone. I didn't want to date anymore. I could care less about girls. I could care less about sex. I didn't want a wife. I didn't want children. I just wanted to be a man. I just wanted to enjoy my time alone. I just wanted to go fishing. I just wanted to go camping. I just wanted to go hiking. I just wanted to lift weights. I just wanted to be alone. I didn't want to be around anyone. I just wanted to be left alone. I just wanted to be masculine. I just wanted to be a man. So, I lived like that for a while. I spent most of my time alone. I didn't date. I didn't have sex. I didn't have friends. I didn't have a social life. But I didn't care. I didn't care about anything. I had a job. I had food on the table. I had a roof over my head. But I didn't care about anything. I wasn't excited about anything. I didn't enjoy anything. I was just a man. That was all. I was just a man. So, am I MGTOW? I was MGTOW. I am now MGTOW. I will always be MGTOW. Its not a choice. I didn't choose to be MGTOW. I just am. I am MGTOW. I am a man. And I don't care about anything else.<br><br>EDIT: My dad wasn't a good man. Or a bad man. He was just a man. He did the best he could.

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