Some buddies and I went out to the bar last night for my friend's birthday. We used to work together, and me and one of the guys are much younger (early twenties, there are in the late thirties/early forties). I'm not seeing anyone, neither is the other younger guy, but the other three, are fucked. One is separated for almost a year but hasn't filed for divorce, and he's miserable. The other has two kids and and can't do what he wants, and the birthday guy has one kid, a wife who treats him like garbage, always wants to go on vacation, and bitches and complains incessantly. This guy works three jobs, tries to save money, and no matter what he does can't seem to get ahead. He told me he thought his wife was going to leave him a few times.

While I had fun joking and ribbing them, hanging out with married men is miserable. They always want to find you a nice girl, or try to get women to talk to you, ect., not to mention just how miserable and depressing it is to listen to all the things they can't do, places they can't go, how they are told how to live, how to act, how to think, and none of it pays off or even is even appreciated by their ungrateful harpies.

I truly feel bad for guys who never had the chance to take the red pill, because I know they would be much happier if they did. They tell me to never get married, just go and have fun. It makes it scary to think that could have happen to me! (I know it won't now, I want nothing to do with women)

Whole sitting at the bar with my single buddy( I introduced him to MGTOW and the red pill) we noticed how man men are there trying to pick up these ugly, fat, feminist type women, and the bar ain't cheap. They were dropping money left and right! And the women! Fat, ugly, unintelligent... I really don't get why men don't say fuck it and get an escort , because it would have saved them a hell of a lot more money and guaranteed them what they wanted. And they can choose who they want to have sex with instead of having to lower their standards.

My buddy suggested going back to his place for some beer, so we left the bar not long after getting there and had more fun discussing life and goals over a few cans than staying in a bar.

Moral of the story: don't get married, don't fall for the pussy trap. Find a guy or two that understands the red pill that you can hang out with because it helps if you ever feel like you might wanna be with a girl.