Kind of gay, but in light of some personal development I've done because of this board, I'd like to offer my thoughts.
This year, I've been overwhelmed with a lot of misfortunes. To summarize, since February the following has occurred: I've been sick, my wife had covid (not so bad, more like allergies and I got a month long vacation over it), and then had surgery to treat a very painful medical condition. My grandmother died, and Grandpa (from the ama) has been quarantined in his facility due to covid. He actually cried when he saw me the day we did the AMA, which I left out at the time. We've had to clean out over 60 years worth of life from their house and sell it, which was a lesson in materialism in and of itself. My car was totalled by a drunk driver and is a total loss. This would be ok, because we were miraculously unhurt and I hated that car, plus we got more money for it than it was worth, but we're down to one car, which is older and on its last leg. This past week has been the worst. Our house flooded and there's damage to be fixed. Multiple locations I manage at work kept having crisis after crisis. My parents, the only family I still talk to, completely let us down. Then, this past weekend. We went out as family and came home to find one of the two dogs we raised from a puppy had died from a freak accident. It's hard to type that because I pride myself on taking good care of my dogs and I feel overwhelming guilt. I even tried to give her cpr, even tho I knew it was too late. Throughout all the misfortunes, things had always worked out for the best, and I still don't feel like I'm being punished, but this was the one thing that really made me question if we were cursed. I've been having some literal ptsd, which has caught me off guard, because I've never had it, even after being both physically and sexually abused (the latter was a teenage girl when I was 6), being falsely arrested and accused of murder in an interrogation room as a teenager, and having experienced lots of traumatic deaths.
I'm not here to diary post (ok maybe I did a little) or write a country song, but after Gramps kept telling everyone not to get married, I wanted to share that throughout this whole year, my wife and kid (and remaining dog) have been the only reason I've been able to keep going. If all these things had happened to me and they weren't around, I wouldn't be typing this. My wife especially has been the shining example of a tradwife this year, even when she had surgery. She's done nothing but love me, gives me plenty of physical affection with no complaints, takes care of our family when I work long hours and even tends to the spinach bed. When I suggested we trying living by candlelight in the evenings, she enthusiastically participated and even lit candles before I'd get home when I'd work late. She stayed with our daughter by herself for a couple days so I could go see Grandpa, who loves her as well, even tho he doesn't even like women that much. That's not to say that we haven't had our moments of stress, but she's always done her best to support me and our family. She told me the other day that she wished we would never have to be sad again, but that there was no one other than me she'd rather be sad with. Gay, but I thought it was sweet, and it made me happy she felt that way. When I say that women are children, I mean that in the best ways as well, as they can be sweet, and full of love, and sometimes pretty smart too. Jk, sort of. (My wife is, but good luck with that one)
I want to be clear that marriage isn't for everyone, and children even less so. Personal anecdotes about my tradwife do not negate the experiences of others who have been victimized by former wives/gfs or other females, and are struggling to move past, or those who wish to avoid this experience entirely. I've seen reasonable arguments made by MGTOW, that don't devolve into rebel yells of AWALT. I suppose if this post has to have a message its that, I've had everything material taken from me two or three times over in my life, and even when I've worked to get it all back, my family I made with my wife is still the best thing that's ever happened to me. Considering I met her 3 weeks after I broke up with my cheating whore ex who I dated for 5 years, and who took everything from me, including my savings, material possessions and my self worth, I cringe to think how my life would be different if I hadn't asked her out because I was scared I would get hurt again. The happiest times in my life, have always been when I accepted traditional responsibility. Much like how working outside is much harder than in an office, but is a lot more satisfying too.
I guess my message to the mgtow refugees is, I /others hear what you're saying, but not only do you have your own board to post these things to, the way you have chosen to life your life is not the only valid way, and attempting to recruit others to oppose the natural order of things will not go far on a board whose core message runs in direct opposition to MGTOW in practice (though it shouldnt in theory, which might be a discussion worth having in the comments).
If you got this far thanks for reading, and have blessed day.
Tl;dr- sure MGTOW is cool, but have you ever tried having a functional family? I had to make one myself, took some time but its great.