GrantRobertson
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I am not on the road yet but plan to be within six months or so, though I will be in a small RV or shuttle-bus-conversion-in-progress within a couple of months or so. I am intentionally designing it so that another person just wouldn't fit. It will be a super nice design with great build quality and decor. It's just that the bed will only be 20" wide and there won't be room for a second one. Though, I "clean up well" I tend to let my scraggly beard grow to about a quarter inch every week before I shave it on Monday morning. I almost intentionally do not wear stylish clothes. I no longer even try to talk to women in any capacity other than basic friendliness and courtesy. All this in an effort to ensure that I will not ever get into another big-R Relationship again. Every one has started out nice but the crazy has always slowly crept out at about the same pace I was getting attached. Never wanting to be that guy who left someone because they had "some issues" I ended up staying way too long... way past the time when the "issues" showed themselves to be full-blown mental illness. I will spare you the horror stories. Suffice it to say, I could write a book. We are not talking about simple depression here. Not by a long shot.
Each of these Relationships lasted several years and took me even longer to recover from: either in terms of my life plans, emotionally, financially, or all three. I am not talking about feeling bad because someone broke up with me. Usually, by that time, I was relieved. I'm talking about the utter exhaustion that comes from living through the kinds of things that movies have been made about.
Now, I am 55 years old. I am about 10 years behind on the life plans I started on back before I was 40. The way I see it, I've got about 20 good years left in me. I just can't afford to take the chance that another 5 or 10 years could be wasted dealing with and recovering from another bad relationship. Sure, there is a chance that the sixth (or is it seventh?) time (not counting short-term dating) could be the charm. But I doubt it. Not with my track record.
I do not identify as a MGTOW, mostly because most of the guys in that "community" are way too bitter and ranty. I do not project the problems I have seen in the women I have known onto all the women in the world. I just don't trust that any of the very few women who may be attracted to me to not fit the same pattern of what I have seen before, oh so many times. So, I guess I would say I am a Person Going My Own Way, a PGMOW.
Each of these Relationships lasted several years and took me even longer to recover from: either in terms of my life plans, emotionally, financially, or all three. I am not talking about feeling bad because someone broke up with me. Usually, by that time, I was relieved. I'm talking about the utter exhaustion that comes from living through the kinds of things that movies have been made about.
Now, I am 55 years old. I am about 10 years behind on the life plans I started on back before I was 40. The way I see it, I've got about 20 good years left in me. I just can't afford to take the chance that another 5 or 10 years could be wasted dealing with and recovering from another bad relationship. Sure, there is a chance that the sixth (or is it seventh?) time (not counting short-term dating) could be the charm. But I doubt it. Not with my track record.
I do not identify as a MGTOW, mostly because most of the guys in that "community" are way too bitter and ranty. I do not project the problems I have seen in the women I have known onto all the women in the world. I just don't trust that any of the very few women who may be attracted to me to not fit the same pattern of what I have seen before, oh so many times. So, I guess I would say I am a Person Going My Own Way, a PGMOW.