Out of interest why do you think your wife is your best friend when male friends would help you more if shit hit the fan?

She has proven herself to be a soldier on more than one occasion, and though she has dropped the ball a few times, shes on my team no matter what, even when her emotions have her all fucked up. Ill explain this in detail below.

I am not trying to attack you at all, I am just interested in hearing some prospective from a married reader.

Married does not always mean beta. In my relationship my wife is the beta with a strong predilection for trying to bottom top me, which I find amusingly adorable. I like a challenge. If I wanted a sheepish mouse, Id fuck a sheepish mouse of a girl. I like the challenge.

So here is the deal. To understand my statement, you have to understand my situation, so in a condensed nutshell, here goes:

I was raised a Jehovah's Witness in the Bible belt of Midwest America. I always knew growing up I was an alpha stuck in a society that prided itself on being beta, and I never fit in. When I was finally kicked out of the church I was set loose in the world with no idea how social politics and power jockeying amongst people worked, and I got socially raped for it over and over.

I learned the hard way that women and men both are weak, insecure self pleasing machines that are slaves to a whole list of ape-like desires for power, resources and social dominance. After being bit by the world a few times I eventually learned one of the mantras you TRP guys teach young betas trying to rise up without anyone explaining it to me: fuck you, you are all alone.

Having 0 family because it was stripped of me by a religious cult that worships death, I realized how alone I was at a ridiculously young age. No mom, dad, brothers, sisters, cousins, nephews, nieces, aunts, uncles or grand parents. To them all, I was dead.

I wandered thru life from the age of 18 to about 30 just trying on new pussies like I was changing my socks. I didnt care about hos at all, and just used them like wet holes to jack off in and then dispose of. After all, so what if you just sucked my cock after I took you out to dinner and a movie? What are we family now? Sheiiiit, I havent talked to my mom or my dad in 15 years, and you think blowing me makes you special? Nexxxxxxxxxt!

After over a decade of this, when I was just turning 30, I met this one chick. She was 19, and that pussy was to die for. Im not kidding boys, my wife looks exactly like Linda Carter in her Wonder Woman years. Every time I introduce her to guy friends, dudes are like "wtf, how did a big ol redneck outlaw Harley biker like you hook up with HER? Whats your secret bro?!" By this time in my life I knew that she was young and needed training, but she kind of gravitated towards my alpha mindset and readily accepted me in the "dominant" role. After all, she turned 20 in my bedroom with my cock inside her, so basically I got her young enough to still shape her.

Now, as an adult male, I realize that a woman can only be a woman. It is her nature to do this.

When my wife was 25, she cheated on me. I took her back in, but instead of putting her on a pedestal I skull fucked her in her brain like a bad, disobedient child or dog until she came back to me begging for my forgiveness. When she begged me to forgive her, and had spent months trying to earn my trust back, I sat her down and explained to her what I expected from her, and what the rules of being my wife are from now on. Making sure to keep the conversation calm and devoid of emotion, I said, and Im not even bullshitting:

"When I met you, you where 19 years old, and as a 30 year old man I knew that you still had some learning to do. I accepted that challenge when I met you and agreed to let you move into my house. Now we have crossed a corssroads in the road though, and I need you to understand my position. I understand that you have primal desires and see other men sexually. I do it to women too, everyone does it. I understand that sometimes all a person can think about is some strange sex partner to do new shit with, that is human nature. But if you are to remain in my house and in my life, you will control those urges like I do, and be strong even when it hurts, like I do. Otherwise Im going to pack up the closet full of clothes I bought you, put it in the car I bought you, fill the tank full of gas and ship you back across the country to your mothers house with your tail tucked between your legs. I expect you to hold me to this rule as well. Whats good for the goose is good for the gander as they say. I can not ever offer you a second chance, but this first infraction I will forgive you for. We all have to learn when we fall down, thats what life is. Whats important is how you learn from that mistake, and how you choose to behave once youve learned lifes lesson."

BAM!

She tightened her shit up, learned her lesson and is still here.

When a man has no family, he treats the family he does have with care. Just because we as men have the capacity to be an asshole does not mean we dont have to temper that power with rational common sense and life experience. So she fucked up. Ive fucked up.

Of course women love to ride the CC. Of course women love to be admired, chased and fawned over. Wouldn't any man? Isn't that what everyone is doing on this board? (trying to stack the deck in his favor so he can have the same social privilege that women have in the sexual market place?)

Im not a slave to holding onto this relationship because its the only one in my life, literally, but I am not quick to discard it either. It is very hard to find any person in this life to choose YOU over a better resource, and she chose to try to make it work with me over a better, easier free ride on someone elses dick. So be it, she got 1 more chance, and I made sure she understood it was only 1.

I cannot love a women knowing her love is so fickle, and can diminish overnight. I respect you for holding proper frame for 11 years I just don't know how someone could do what you describe for so long knowing the true nature of women.

For me, in my life, I believe women are like children and dogs. You dont kick your dog out of your life when it shits on your floor, you correct it with some bass in your voice so it knows your not bullshitting. When your dog growls at you in defiance, you gently alpha up, make some eye contact and make sure it does exactly what you commanded, when you commanded it. This is a dogs nature. It WANTS to please you. It WANTS you to lead it. It WANTS you to be in charge.

How can that dog know that shitting on the floor is a hard boundary unless you explain it over and over until it understands?

IMHO the real test of manhood is not how do you bed women in a higher social bracket than you are, but how do you keep that pussy in line once you own it. Some men do it with violence or belligerence because they are weak and need to synth the alpha vibe with physical posturing and bravado, but real men, real frame holding big dicked man monkeys rule the house with a look, a feeling, and as few spoken words as necessary to clearly state where your line in the sand is.

How do I love her even though shes fickle? I love my dog, and it might just run away and never come home one day. So be it. It was good times while we where together sure, but whats important was what did I learn from the experience? How to hold frame during the episode, during the resolution of the episode, and if neccesary after shes gone.