I'm glad we live in a culture that honors mothers. Respect for motherhood matters. But what we have now is not respect. It’s blind worship. It’s a cult. A system that shields mothers and females from any form of accountability or criticism, no matter how justified.
Try to have a serious conversation about the rise of single motherhood and watch what happens. The moment you bring it up, the narrative gets hijacked. Suddenly, it’s not about the mother’s decisions. It’s about splitting the blame evenly or throwing it all on the father. As if deadbeat dads aren't already dragged through the mud endlessly. As if we’re not already bombarded with non-stop reminders of how men fail.
Meanwhile, the mother, who made the choice to keep the child, to select the partner, to run the home solo, gets wrapped in bubble wrap. She’s a hero. A warrior. A victim. Anything but responsible for her own actions. The second you question the wisdom of single motherhood, you're labeled a misogynist. That’s the script. Criticize the system and suddenly you hate women.
And nothing changes. No one listens. No one takes action. It’s the same tired cycle, deflect, accuse, silence.
Wash. Rinse. Repeat.
Tuesday, February 24, 2026
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Imagine what would happen to divorce rates if there was only one flat rate for child support no matter what the parent earns.
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Monday, February 23, 2026
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Have you noticed that in movies over the past 60 years, when a woman cheats, it’s often justified, but when a man cheats, he’s made out to be the villain?
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I've never see a woman make a broke man rich but I've seen women make rich men broke.
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Her great-grandmother showed her love by cooking for her family and passing down a treasured cookbook, while she brags about being so useless she can't even boil water.
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Women Mess up Their Own Wedding Lottery
From time to time I see these stories about gold-digging whores who latch onto millionaires like parasites. She locks eyes on his bank account, wraps herself around his lifestyle, and to secure the bag for life, she pops out a kid. It's the oldest trick in the book, baby first, money forever.
But the story takes a turn. The millionaire isn’t as dumb as she thought. He gets a DNA test. And boom, the kid isn’t his. The real father? A thug sitting in a prison cell. That’s when I laugh. Not because it's funny for the child, who’s just collateral damage, but because the scheming leech gets exposed and the man walks away with his freedom. It's tragic and satisfying at the same time.
If I were the one gold digging, I wouldn’t be stupid enough to gamble a millionaire's fortune for some jailhouse lowlife. That’s not just reckless, it’s delusional. That’s like holding the winning Powerball ticket and deciding to hit the bar, get wasted, and lose it in a blackout. That level of stupidity deserves every ounce of failure that follows.
She wasn’t just greedy. She was careless. And she bet everything on a lie. The man who tested the truth dodged a bullet. The kid pays the price. And the woman? She’s just another exposed fraud who mistook manipulation for strategy and got burned.
But the story takes a turn. The millionaire isn’t as dumb as she thought. He gets a DNA test. And boom, the kid isn’t his. The real father? A thug sitting in a prison cell. That’s when I laugh. Not because it's funny for the child, who’s just collateral damage, but because the scheming leech gets exposed and the man walks away with his freedom. It's tragic and satisfying at the same time.
If I were the one gold digging, I wouldn’t be stupid enough to gamble a millionaire's fortune for some jailhouse lowlife. That’s not just reckless, it’s delusional. That’s like holding the winning Powerball ticket and deciding to hit the bar, get wasted, and lose it in a blackout. That level of stupidity deserves every ounce of failure that follows.
She wasn’t just greedy. She was careless. And she bet everything on a lie. The man who tested the truth dodged a bullet. The kid pays the price. And the woman? She’s just another exposed fraud who mistook manipulation for strategy and got burned.
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Women: If you want a man to provide for you and protect you with his life, you need to show him on a constant and consistent bases that you are worthy that effort.
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Sunday, February 22, 2026
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Her solution for her temporary unhappiness is a divorce which makes her husband and children unhappy but she gets loads of attention and praise from divorce court.
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80 years later, they find out through DNA, one of their grandmothers had 7 kids with 7 different men, but not a single one from her hardworking husband.
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Women Are Chameleons
They become whatever men require of them. That’s their entire game. That’s why they always ask the same question, “What kind of woman do you like?” It’s not because they care about compatibility. It’s because they want instructions. They want men to hand them a blueprint so they can perform like chameleons until the target is secured.
I’ve spoken to too many of them to fall for the act. They’re not unique. They’re not mysterious. They’re not complicated. They’re running the same software with different lipstick. They will say and do whatever it takes to get a man to open his wallet, his door, and his life. Once they get what they want, the mask comes off.
At their core, they’re looking for someone to put food in their mouths. That’s the mission. Everything else is theater. They will act submissive, loyal, nurturing, until they get the house, the ring, the car, the lifestyle. Then they switch up. Every time.
They hear “The grass is always greener on the other side” and treat it as a call to action. A roadmap. Not a warning. It tells them to keep looking, keep climbing, keep trading up. It tells them that loyalty is for fools and commitment is a burden.
They don’t want to be better women. They want to be whatever gets them paid. Until it stops working.
I’ve spoken to too many of them to fall for the act. They’re not unique. They’re not mysterious. They’re not complicated. They’re running the same software with different lipstick. They will say and do whatever it takes to get a man to open his wallet, his door, and his life. Once they get what they want, the mask comes off.
At their core, they’re looking for someone to put food in their mouths. That’s the mission. Everything else is theater. They will act submissive, loyal, nurturing, until they get the house, the ring, the car, the lifestyle. Then they switch up. Every time.
They hear “The grass is always greener on the other side” and treat it as a call to action. A roadmap. Not a warning. It tells them to keep looking, keep climbing, keep trading up. It tells them that loyalty is for fools and commitment is a burden.
They don’t want to be better women. They want to be whatever gets them paid. Until it stops working.
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Dating is defined by women as;
A man providing and protecting a woman with his life while said woman saves her money and looks for a more suitable male provider.
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A man providing and protecting a woman with his life while said woman saves her money and looks for a more suitable male provider.
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Saturday, February 21, 2026
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She made him wait until marriage, but she was 3 months pregnant on her wedding day.
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After receiving 18 years of child support, she could not afford to live in the luxury high rise apartment in NYC, now she has no skills or work experience. She now lives in public housing and collects welfare.
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I'm not a marriage counselor, but maybe you should try shutting up and cooking your husband a damn steak for once.
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Helping Men Vs. Helping Women
Help a man out once and when you meet again years later, he will remember. He’ll look you in the eye, thank you without hesitation, and offer his hand if you ever need it. Gratitude is stamped into his code because he knows what it means to struggle and to be lifted.
Do the same for a woman and the response is different. She won’t thank you. She’ll ask for more. She’ll act like your past help was a down payment on an endless debt. If you confront her about vanishing, she’ll offer a dozen excuses for not staying in touch, most of them lies designed to mask the guilt she carries for deliberately cutting you off after getting what she wanted.
Instead of appreciation, you’ll get deflection. Instead of loyalty, you’ll get critique. She’ll point out your flaws, your missteps, your imperfections, anything to justify why she ghosted you, ignored your kindness, and vanished until she needed something again.
A man sees help as a bond. A woman sees help as leverage. Once it’s spent, so are you.
Do the same for a woman and the response is different. She won’t thank you. She’ll ask for more. She’ll act like your past help was a down payment on an endless debt. If you confront her about vanishing, she’ll offer a dozen excuses for not staying in touch, most of them lies designed to mask the guilt she carries for deliberately cutting you off after getting what she wanted.
Instead of appreciation, you’ll get deflection. Instead of loyalty, you’ll get critique. She’ll point out your flaws, your missteps, your imperfections, anything to justify why she ghosted you, ignored your kindness, and vanished until she needed something again.
A man sees help as a bond. A woman sees help as leverage. Once it’s spent, so are you.
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People will reject spoiled milk and spoiled food. If she tells you she wants to be spoiled, tell her that she already is, then walk away.
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Friday, February 20, 2026
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Her goal was never the marriage, it was the divorce settlement even before she said, “I do.”
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To test him, she humiliated him in public. He walked away forever. She said, "He couldn't handle me."
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Before the 1950s, women were modestly attractive, fit, friendly, and feminine. No need for plastic surgery, fake nails, wigs, or fake eyelashes, they had natural beauty.
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Grandma Wants Attention Too
My friend’s 12-year-old son fell off a skateboard and suffered a severe compound fracture just above the elbow. Surgery was unavoidable. The situation was painful, traumatic, and terrifying for the kid. Naturally, we all showed up at the hospital, family, friends, loved ones, bringing gifts and distractions to lift his spirits and support his father through the ordeal.
But right in the middle of it all, out of nowhere, the boy’s grandmother broke down. Not from concern or heartbreak. No. She erupted into tears and shouted, “When is it ever going to be my turn?” before storming out of the room like a child denied attention.
A 12-year-old boy was in agony, facing surgery, and this grown woman was throwing a tantrum because the spotlight wasn’t on her. She was jealous. Jealous that a child in pain was receiving more care and compassion than she was.
That moment exposed her completely. It wasn’t about family. It wasn’t about love. It was about attention. The fact that she could watch her grandson suffer and still make it about herself is all you need to know.
Some people don’t visit to support. They show up to compete.
But right in the middle of it all, out of nowhere, the boy’s grandmother broke down. Not from concern or heartbreak. No. She erupted into tears and shouted, “When is it ever going to be my turn?” before storming out of the room like a child denied attention.
A 12-year-old boy was in agony, facing surgery, and this grown woman was throwing a tantrum because the spotlight wasn’t on her. She was jealous. Jealous that a child in pain was receiving more care and compassion than she was.
That moment exposed her completely. It wasn’t about family. It wasn’t about love. It was about attention. The fact that she could watch her grandson suffer and still make it about herself is all you need to know.
Some people don’t visit to support. They show up to compete.
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Have you noticed that your wife or girlfriends in the past may have sabotaged your success? They are afraid that if you become successful, you will upgrade them.
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Thursday, February 19, 2026
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She will always find a way and a reason to betray you and blame you for her actions.
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She will love you until she earns more than you. It’s all about your money.
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Single women are the ones keeping each other single, too busy spreading misery and bad advice to their competitors.
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Perpetual Hatred of Fathers
I hate hearing a man raised by a single mother badmouth his father like he’s repeating scripture. He’ll spit venom about a man he barely knew, parroting every word his mother fed him without question. The bitterness sounds rehearsed because it is. He was trained to hate the man who wasn’t there, never told why he wasn’t there, never allowed to consider the full story.
What’s worse is that even after life hands him the same script, after his own child gets ripped from his arms by a bitter ex, after he’s alienated, lied about, and erased, he still doesn’t wake up. He still blames his own father, never realizing he’s now living the same nightmare that his father probably endured.
His baby’s mother runs off, poisons his child against him, and paints him as the villain, and he still can’t connect the dots. Still can’t see the generational hit job. Still can’t admit that maybe his father wasn’t the monster he was told about. Maybe his father was just the first casualty.
Doesn’t he see the pattern? Or is it easier to keep blaming the ghost than face the truth?
What’s worse is that even after life hands him the same script, after his own child gets ripped from his arms by a bitter ex, after he’s alienated, lied about, and erased, he still doesn’t wake up. He still blames his own father, never realizing he’s now living the same nightmare that his father probably endured.
His baby’s mother runs off, poisons his child against him, and paints him as the villain, and he still can’t connect the dots. Still can’t see the generational hit job. Still can’t admit that maybe his father wasn’t the monster he was told about. Maybe his father was just the first casualty.
Doesn’t he see the pattern? Or is it easier to keep blaming the ghost than face the truth?
Wednesday, February 18, 2026
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In 1993, she severed her husband's penis while he slept. Decades later, she is paid to speak about violent men, receiving standing ovations from audiences of women.
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Have you ever heard of a woman who bought her husband a car for his birthday, Christmas, or Father's Day? Yeah, me neither.
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The Ultimate Prank
I’d love to have the guts to ask a girl, “Want to go to Greece or somewhere far?” No gimmicks, no pretense. I’d buy her a one-way ticket, buy myself a round-trip ticket, and see if she makes it back.
It’s a test. Not for the adventure, not for the destination. But for the real question: does she understand what it means to commit, to stand by your word, to carry your own weight? Can she handle being out there, in a place far from home, without running when things get tough?
It’s a gamble, but the truth always comes out when the stakes are real. And if she doesn’t make it home, I’ll know exactly who she was. And I’ll be better for it.
It’s a test. Not for the adventure, not for the destination. But for the real question: does she understand what it means to commit, to stand by your word, to carry your own weight? Can she handle being out there, in a place far from home, without running when things get tough?
It’s a gamble, but the truth always comes out when the stakes are real. And if she doesn’t make it home, I’ll know exactly who she was. And I’ll be better for it.
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More abortions have been performed since Roe vs Wade (1973) than deaths due to war in the same time period.
1.5 Billion Abortions worldwide and counting.
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1.5 Billion Abortions worldwide and counting.
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Tuesday, February 17, 2026
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She has acclimated with so many men that she does not know how to behave with someone real.
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No matter how much he earns, she'll make sure to spend three times that amount, without a second thought.
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A Sure-fire Way to Mess With a Girl
Here’s a guaranteed way to test if a girl is even remotely interested in you, ask her if she’s married or has a boyfriend.
If she says “no,” she might be lying, but that lie is revealing. It means she’s sizing you up. She sees potential. She’s keeping the door cracked open, just in case you’re worth her time.
If she says “yes,” she might still be lying, but one thing’s clear, she’s not interested in you. That answer is her escape hatch. It’s her polite rejection without confrontation. If she wanted you to pursue her, she wouldn’t bring up another man.
When I ask that question, I don’t care what the answer is. I don’t react. I flip the script. I congratulate her. If she says she’s single, I tell her she’s lucky to be strong, free, and independent. If she says she’s taken, I tell her she’s lucky to have a man willing to commit in a world full of women who burned that bridge.
Either way, it scrambles her expectations. She doesn’t get validation. She gets a mental curveball. No begging. No chasing. No approval-seeking. Just a cold reminder that I’m not auditioning for her. She’s being evaluated too.
If she says “no,” she might be lying, but that lie is revealing. It means she’s sizing you up. She sees potential. She’s keeping the door cracked open, just in case you’re worth her time.
If she says “yes,” she might still be lying, but one thing’s clear, she’s not interested in you. That answer is her escape hatch. It’s her polite rejection without confrontation. If she wanted you to pursue her, she wouldn’t bring up another man.
When I ask that question, I don’t care what the answer is. I don’t react. I flip the script. I congratulate her. If she says she’s single, I tell her she’s lucky to be strong, free, and independent. If she says she’s taken, I tell her she’s lucky to have a man willing to commit in a world full of women who burned that bridge.
Either way, it scrambles her expectations. She doesn’t get validation. She gets a mental curveball. No begging. No chasing. No approval-seeking. Just a cold reminder that I’m not auditioning for her. She’s being evaluated too.
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Like my grandmother always used to say...
"If a woman hasn't settled down by age 25, there is something wrong with her."
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"If a woman hasn't settled down by age 25, there is something wrong with her."
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Monday, February 16, 2026
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She pretends to love a man that offers her a better life, just to get mad at him for believing her lies.
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No matter how hard he's worked or how much he has saved, she'll still resent him the moment he decides to retire.
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We Need to Work Together!
I was watching a documentary on Scientology, the so-called religion created by science fiction writer L. Ron Hubbard. At one point, the IRS refused to recognize the Church of Scientology as a legitimate religion. They saw it for what it was: a cash machine disguising itself with spiritual packaging. The IRS accused them of fraudulently avoiding taxes and demanded $1.5 billion in back taxes and penalties.
But Scientology didn’t fold. They didn’t beg. They fought fire with fire. They launched an all-out legal war, filing over 2,500 lawsuits against the IRS in courts across America. It was a legal siege. One the IRS couldn’t afford to fight. Eventually, the pressure became too much, and the IRS surrendered, recognizing Scientology as a religion and granting it tax-exempt status.
Now ask yourself this, if an organization built on the writings of a sci-fi author can pull this off, why can’t men? Why can’t we band together and force the system to recognize the abuse, the alienation, the financial destruction inflicted by the family court machine?
Imagine 200,000 men, unified and strategic, filing lawsuits on the same day, targeting the corruption, the gender bias, the unconstitutional rulings, and the rights violations that happen daily in family courts. Not one lawsuit. Thousands. Not spread out. Coordinated.
The goal isn’t just to clog the system. It’s to expose it. To make it undeniable. To make it national news. Just like Scientology did to the IRS.
The first step? Organize. Build a legal framework. Crowdsource lawyers who are not afraid to confront the court structure. Fund the strategy through mass contribution. Choose the date. Strike together.
This isn’t fantasy. It’s precedent. The system doesn’t change because you ask. It changes when you make it cost too much to stay the same.
But Scientology didn’t fold. They didn’t beg. They fought fire with fire. They launched an all-out legal war, filing over 2,500 lawsuits against the IRS in courts across America. It was a legal siege. One the IRS couldn’t afford to fight. Eventually, the pressure became too much, and the IRS surrendered, recognizing Scientology as a religion and granting it tax-exempt status.
Now ask yourself this, if an organization built on the writings of a sci-fi author can pull this off, why can’t men? Why can’t we band together and force the system to recognize the abuse, the alienation, the financial destruction inflicted by the family court machine?
Imagine 200,000 men, unified and strategic, filing lawsuits on the same day, targeting the corruption, the gender bias, the unconstitutional rulings, and the rights violations that happen daily in family courts. Not one lawsuit. Thousands. Not spread out. Coordinated.
The goal isn’t just to clog the system. It’s to expose it. To make it undeniable. To make it national news. Just like Scientology did to the IRS.
The first step? Organize. Build a legal framework. Crowdsource lawyers who are not afraid to confront the court structure. Fund the strategy through mass contribution. Choose the date. Strike together.
This isn’t fantasy. It’s precedent. The system doesn’t change because you ask. It changes when you make it cost too much to stay the same.
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Think about this...
If she gives you an ultimatum of either marry her or she leaves, she has proven to you that she does not love you.
If she really loved you, she would stay no matter what.
End it and go your own way.
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If she gives you an ultimatum of either marry her or she leaves, she has proven to you that she does not love you.
If she really loved you, she would stay no matter what.
End it and go your own way.
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Sunday, February 15, 2026
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Her : Men are afraid of approaching women these days. When will they man up?
TheXYGhost : Women are terrified of coffee dates. When will they allow themselves to be feminine.
TheXYGhost : Women are terrified of coffee dates. When will they allow themselves to be feminine.
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She was angered when her husband of 35 years retired. “How dare he quit working!”
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She cries about working in an office, completely forgetting that her grandmother fought for that privilege, while her great-grandmother was out chopping wood just to stay warm.
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The Provider
There is a deep-rooted problem with women who refer to men as a “provider.” They love the word but completely distort its meaning. To them, a provider isn’t a partner, it’s a servant. A full-time, around-the-clock ATM with emotional support on tap, attention on demand, and no room to breathe.
She wants you grinding 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, not to build a life together, but to fund her fantasy. And GOD forbid you focus on anything other than her. She expects you to be at her disposal no matter what you’re doing or what you're dealing with.
1. If she’s not excited, you’re responsible for providing her with non-stop entertainment like a human amusement park.
2. If she’s unhappy, it’s your fault. You failed to deliver happiness on a silver platter, like a jester groveling before royalty.
3. Try telling her that happiness comes from within, and she’ll glare at you like you just told her she’s responsible for her own life. The horror.
4. If you're not reaching her sky-high delusional goals fast enough, resentment sets in. Slowly. Quietly. She’ll begin to destroy what you love, not to hurt you directly, but to remind you that your joy can’t be allowed to outshine her.
I’ve seen this play out. Women destroying cars, businesses, reputations, even weaponizing the children, just to punish a man who failed to give them what no one on earth could promise: endless validation and joy.
One girl told me straight out that she hated her boyfriend so much she planned to destroy what he loved most. When I asked what that was, she looked me dead in the eye and said, “Me.” That’s how deep the spite runs. She was ready to ruin herself just to ruin him. I couldn’t even process what that entailed.
Another woman complained her marriage had no excitement, said it was ruining her life. I told her to find a hobby, a purpose, something to fulfill her. She snapped back, “That’s his job!” Like her soul was on lease and her husband was late on payments.
She ended up cheating with the man who brought her “excitement.” Her husband caught them. Now she’s divorced, and that second man vanished like smoke. Where’s the excitement now?
These types never initiate anything. They expect the world to move on its own if it’s “meant to be.” They cling to that phrase like gospel because it absolves them of action, effort, and accountability.
And when they destroy a man’s life? Don’t expect other women to call it out. Another woman will step in and say it’s the man’s fault for not stopping her. They move as a collective, defending dysfunction, never holding each other accountable.
It’s not love they want. It’s a life of royalty, funded, entertained, and shielded from responsibility. And when the illusion breaks, they burn everything on their way out.
She wants you grinding 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, not to build a life together, but to fund her fantasy. And GOD forbid you focus on anything other than her. She expects you to be at her disposal no matter what you’re doing or what you're dealing with.
1. If she’s not excited, you’re responsible for providing her with non-stop entertainment like a human amusement park.
2. If she’s unhappy, it’s your fault. You failed to deliver happiness on a silver platter, like a jester groveling before royalty.
3. Try telling her that happiness comes from within, and she’ll glare at you like you just told her she’s responsible for her own life. The horror.
4. If you're not reaching her sky-high delusional goals fast enough, resentment sets in. Slowly. Quietly. She’ll begin to destroy what you love, not to hurt you directly, but to remind you that your joy can’t be allowed to outshine her.
I’ve seen this play out. Women destroying cars, businesses, reputations, even weaponizing the children, just to punish a man who failed to give them what no one on earth could promise: endless validation and joy.
One girl told me straight out that she hated her boyfriend so much she planned to destroy what he loved most. When I asked what that was, she looked me dead in the eye and said, “Me.” That’s how deep the spite runs. She was ready to ruin herself just to ruin him. I couldn’t even process what that entailed.
Another woman complained her marriage had no excitement, said it was ruining her life. I told her to find a hobby, a purpose, something to fulfill her. She snapped back, “That’s his job!” Like her soul was on lease and her husband was late on payments.
She ended up cheating with the man who brought her “excitement.” Her husband caught them. Now she’s divorced, and that second man vanished like smoke. Where’s the excitement now?
These types never initiate anything. They expect the world to move on its own if it’s “meant to be.” They cling to that phrase like gospel because it absolves them of action, effort, and accountability.
And when they destroy a man’s life? Don’t expect other women to call it out. Another woman will step in and say it’s the man’s fault for not stopping her. They move as a collective, defending dysfunction, never holding each other accountable.
It’s not love they want. It’s a life of royalty, funded, entertained, and shielded from responsibility. And when the illusion breaks, they burn everything on their way out.
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Like my grandmother always used to say...
"Never trust a woman that asks your occupation before she knows your last name."
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"Never trust a woman that asks your occupation before she knows your last name."
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Saturday, February 14, 2026
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She admitted to cheating on her husband just to make him jealous, hoping it would somehow "bring them together."
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Reclaiming Valentine's Day
Remember that February 14th is the day that women must show their love to men, because men built the world they live in. Men laid the foundations, erected the structures, installed the power, and made it all work. Men built the houses, the roofs, the walls, the windows, the plumbing, the gas lines, the electricity, the heat, the air conditioning. And when something breaks, it's men who fix it. Not only do we perform the labor, we pay for the labor too.
Men invented everything they depend on. Cars, planes, boats, jets, radios, TVs, computers, software, phones, the internet. We improve on the work of the men who came before us, pushing the boundaries of strength, speed, and efficiency. Men built the roads, managed the sewage, hauled the garbage, purified the water, and made the power that runs this entire machine. Whether it’s nuclear, hydro, coal, gas or oil, a man engineered it.
Every single day men risk their lives to keep the world turning. We are the ones running into burning buildings, standing between criminals and the public, hanging off steel beams hundreds of feet in the air, hauling cargo across the country, flying the planes, navigating the seas, laying the tracks, and delivering the goods. If you're safe, fed, and warm tonight, thank a man. Because a man made it happen.
Men do not need to buy roses, write poems, or jump through hoops to prove love. We have already proven it with every drop of sweat, every sleepless night, and every broken bone that made this world livable.
I look at the men in uniform and I thank them. They volunteered to die for strangers, including women who will never appreciate the cost. And yet, they serve with honor and without demand for applause.
Women owe men more than they care to admit. Not worship, but respect. Not indulgence, but acknowledgment. They were handed everything. Rights, freedoms, comforts, protections. All earned by men and gifted to women. They demand more, but they produce nothing. This imbalance is our fault and it must end.
Even Saint Valentine was a man who risked his life for others. He performed marriages illegally, knowing the penalty was death. That sacrifice, like every other male sacrifice, is taken for granted.
Valentine’s Day is not for women to collect. It is for women to give. To recognize the man that built her life and shielded her from ruin.
Say NO to Valentine’s Day until women learn to give back.
Men invented everything they depend on. Cars, planes, boats, jets, radios, TVs, computers, software, phones, the internet. We improve on the work of the men who came before us, pushing the boundaries of strength, speed, and efficiency. Men built the roads, managed the sewage, hauled the garbage, purified the water, and made the power that runs this entire machine. Whether it’s nuclear, hydro, coal, gas or oil, a man engineered it.
Every single day men risk their lives to keep the world turning. We are the ones running into burning buildings, standing between criminals and the public, hanging off steel beams hundreds of feet in the air, hauling cargo across the country, flying the planes, navigating the seas, laying the tracks, and delivering the goods. If you're safe, fed, and warm tonight, thank a man. Because a man made it happen.
Men do not need to buy roses, write poems, or jump through hoops to prove love. We have already proven it with every drop of sweat, every sleepless night, and every broken bone that made this world livable.
I look at the men in uniform and I thank them. They volunteered to die for strangers, including women who will never appreciate the cost. And yet, they serve with honor and without demand for applause.
Women owe men more than they care to admit. Not worship, but respect. Not indulgence, but acknowledgment. They were handed everything. Rights, freedoms, comforts, protections. All earned by men and gifted to women. They demand more, but they produce nothing. This imbalance is our fault and it must end.
Even Saint Valentine was a man who risked his life for others. He performed marriages illegally, knowing the penalty was death. That sacrifice, like every other male sacrifice, is taken for granted.
Valentine’s Day is not for women to collect. It is for women to give. To recognize the man that built her life and shielded her from ruin.
Say NO to Valentine’s Day until women learn to give back.
TheXYGhost 114
Women love playing the victim.
Women love to manipulate others.
Women love to be rescued.
Women love attention of others.
Women love to play the victim in order to manipulate others to rescue them, it gives them the attention they think they need.
TheXYGhost
Women love to manipulate others.
Women love to be rescued.
Women love attention of others.
Women love to play the victim in order to manipulate others to rescue them, it gives them the attention they think they need.
TheXYGhost
Friday, February 13, 2026
TheXYGhost IV 044
How can a man truly love you when you don’t love yourself and only idolize your own image?
TheXYGhost
TheXYGhost
TheXYGhost II 044
She made her kids' father sleep on the couch while dating a second man, got pregnant by a third, and then had the audacity to ask a fourth to marry her.
TheXYGhost
TheXYGhost
Women Change
All my life I was told to find a nice woman and settle down. That was the goal society beat into my head. I spent 20 years searching. I tried it all. I even listened to that useless advice women love to give, "Stop looking, just let it happen." They say that because they know damn well they’ll never initiate anything. They expect men to make the first move, every time, without exception.
And after two decades of observing, I’ve come to one undeniable conclusion, women are overgrown children. They don’t want reality, they want a fantasy. They want to be the star of a fairytale where they manufacture chaos and play the damsel in distress, then sit back and wait for some poor bastard to show up and fix it all.
This isn’t a theory. I’ve watched it play out like clockwork. In my sisters’ lives, my brothers’, cousins’, neighbors’, coworkers’, in college, on the streets, in the office, everywhere I turn. The same script. The same manipulative nonsense. The same entitled expectations.
I’ve been studying divorce since I was 9 years old. I’m 43 now. That’s over three decades of exposure to the raw truth. I’ve personally talked to men, dozens of them, for the last 25 years as they crawl through the wreckage of failed marriages. And every time, they’re blindsided. Clueless. Shellshocked by how cold, calculating, mean, vicious and vindictive the woman they loved became.
These men never saw it coming. But I did. Because I paid attention.
I’ve lived alone for 18 years. It’s been peaceful. Quiet. No one screaming. No one sabotaging my mind. No one blowing up my life for attention. Sure, life throws curveballs, but I face them with clarity and strength, not with someone clawing at my back while blaming me for the mess they made.
The fairytale is a lie. The damsel never needed saving. She just needed someone to destroy.
And after two decades of observing, I’ve come to one undeniable conclusion, women are overgrown children. They don’t want reality, they want a fantasy. They want to be the star of a fairytale where they manufacture chaos and play the damsel in distress, then sit back and wait for some poor bastard to show up and fix it all.
This isn’t a theory. I’ve watched it play out like clockwork. In my sisters’ lives, my brothers’, cousins’, neighbors’, coworkers’, in college, on the streets, in the office, everywhere I turn. The same script. The same manipulative nonsense. The same entitled expectations.
I’ve been studying divorce since I was 9 years old. I’m 43 now. That’s over three decades of exposure to the raw truth. I’ve personally talked to men, dozens of them, for the last 25 years as they crawl through the wreckage of failed marriages. And every time, they’re blindsided. Clueless. Shellshocked by how cold, calculating, mean, vicious and vindictive the woman they loved became.
These men never saw it coming. But I did. Because I paid attention.
I’ve lived alone for 18 years. It’s been peaceful. Quiet. No one screaming. No one sabotaging my mind. No one blowing up my life for attention. Sure, life throws curveballs, but I face them with clarity and strength, not with someone clawing at my back while blaming me for the mess they made.
The fairytale is a lie. The damsel never needed saving. She just needed someone to destroy.
TheXYGhost 113
Do you really think that you have the power, energy, knowledge, time and patience to make an insecure entity secure? Think again.
TheXYGhost
TheXYGhost
Thursday, February 12, 2026
TheXYGhost IV 043
She acts out in public just to get corrected, then once corrected, she will argue, even though she knows she was in the wrong.
TheXYGhost
TheXYGhost
TheXYGhost II 043
Women seriously believe that men are dying to foot the bills for another grown adult just for the hell of it.
TheXYGhost
TheXYGhost
The Insanity Is Here
I've been single now for 17 years and in that time I’ve saved a mountain of money. But suddenly I feel this overwhelming urge to flush it all away by rescuing a single mother with two or three kids from different fathers.
Yeah, let me sign up to drain my savings paying for kids that aren't mine. I want to cover their school fees, sports, new shoes, latest gadgets, and family vacations just so I can play daddy without a shred of authority. I want to buy another man's kid their first car while the biological father pops in twice a month with a check and a smile.
Let me become the unpaid babysitter, the emotional punching bag, and the financial lifeline to a woman who already made her bed with multiple men before me. Let me raise the consequences of other men's decisions while being told I have no say.
And while I’m at it, I’ll gladly let her crawl into my phone and delete pictures of any female relative she feels threatened by. Doesn’t matter if it’s my cousin in a prom dress or my niece at a pageant. If it’s a female and attractive, it’s gone.
Meanwhile, her ex’s ghost gets a front-row seat in my house. I get to see the proof of his orgasm every single day. He still haunts her, still shapes her mood, still dictates her schedule. I just pay the price.
This is the modern reward for a responsible man. Play hero to someone else’s story and get vilified for expecting respect.
No thanks.
Yeah, let me sign up to drain my savings paying for kids that aren't mine. I want to cover their school fees, sports, new shoes, latest gadgets, and family vacations just so I can play daddy without a shred of authority. I want to buy another man's kid their first car while the biological father pops in twice a month with a check and a smile.
Let me become the unpaid babysitter, the emotional punching bag, and the financial lifeline to a woman who already made her bed with multiple men before me. Let me raise the consequences of other men's decisions while being told I have no say.
And while I’m at it, I’ll gladly let her crawl into my phone and delete pictures of any female relative she feels threatened by. Doesn’t matter if it’s my cousin in a prom dress or my niece at a pageant. If it’s a female and attractive, it’s gone.
Meanwhile, her ex’s ghost gets a front-row seat in my house. I get to see the proof of his orgasm every single day. He still haunts her, still shapes her mood, still dictates her schedule. I just pay the price.
This is the modern reward for a responsible man. Play hero to someone else’s story and get vilified for expecting respect.
No thanks.
TheXYGhost 112
You will never ever ever make anyone happy and secure. But there are people that will put that burden on you, and you alone. Beware.
TheXYGhost
TheXYGhost
Wednesday, February 11, 2026
TheXYGhost IV 042
She will tell you exactly what she wants and how she wants it through cleverly encoded hints.
TheXYGhost
TheXYGhost
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