Let’s Be Straight Relationships

I’m the pregnancy scares!

I’m the henpecking.

I’m the mind games played by the female.

I'm the poor husband, sallow-eyed and turning gray before 30, holding one kid on my lap, while my pregnant wife tries to corral the other two, hopped up on sugar from Serendipity 3, while we're taking the subway to Bowling Green so we can ride the Staten Island Ferry. I may smile at my children, but my eyes are dead.

When the guys at the office suggested taking the family to New York for a vacation, it seemed like a good idea at the time, but five people in one hotel room is starting to wear thin. I haven't told my wife, but after she became pregnant for the FOURTH TIME, I had a vasectomy while on a made-up business trip to Cleveland. Having a hotel room to myself was heaven, even if I had to spend most of it with an ice pack on my nuts.

Look at that cute young couple. nuzzling each other across the aisle. She's so thin and pretty, he looks so happy and carefree. Hey, you two! Don't have kids, EVER! They will fucking ruin your life!

I’m Chris Watts, fantasizing about the day I’ll be free from that smelly cunt and those whiny snot factories.

I’m the secret stash of his tranny porn and butt plugs.

I’m girl night which is DEFINITELY NOT canceled because Todd is home with the unruly brats. I’m also the Yes Way Rosé which is consumed by the tankerful by Karen and her girlfriends.

I’m the sick and boring world of the heterosexual life.

I'm Bennifer, the hottest straight relationship right now.

I’m the contentious relationship between his mother and his girlfriend/wife.

I’m the “put a ring on it” ultimatum.

I always end badly.

I’m the husband who helps with the housework

I’m also the wife who’s pissed that the housework is assumed to be her responsibility

Eww op describes so many couples I know. I already marvel at what hell their lives must be. Imagine getting that excited about Olive Garden and some shitty movie with Ryan Reynolds in it?

I’m the mediocre oral.

I’m breeding like cockroaches

I'm the husband's seeming lack of ability to care for his own children when his wife isn't home.

I'm the healthy amount of sex the grown children never realize their parents managed to have.

I'm the look of deep disappointment at the end of the dinner meal. The kids fought or didn't talk at all. The husband went off on some political tirade.

All I wanted was a family dinner with everyone talking and getting along - but it NEVER HAPPENS like what I see on TV!!

Why can't we just have a nice trip or meal where everyone gets along???

I’m R17 and her Frau Delusions.

I'm her sense of jaded horror at once again seeing his used tighty whities laying on the floor of their bedroom, skid marks exposed to the world.

I'm the secret cheating and sidepieces.

I’m the soulless zombies that women have become and the husband that serves as nothing more than her ATM, who along with the kids are just props for her Instagram and blog posts, because even more than further the species all she really cares about is her “perfect” image.

I’m the tears shed when woman walks in on her guy beating off for the 2nd time today.

I’m Lexapro and the dead clit.

R24 sounds like a rock band LOL

I'm sodomy at the seashore.

I’m the vague threat of domestic violence keeping the gender roles intact

Let’s fucking not, shall we?

Life is quite goofy enough as it is.

Not tonight, sweetheart says Shelly. I've just done my hair.

She's lying on her back in bed, hair lacquered with so much spray that a spark would ignite the house.

R27 funny enough I’ve known more couples where the woman was the violent aggressor in the relationship, only no one reports it because women consistently get away with committing atrocities because of their vaunted pussies.

How does that contradict what I wrote?

More importantly, how is that “funny”?

I'm the constant threat of leaving, taking the house and half your money and alienating your kids against you.

I'm the guy who is constantly doing the pros and cons of above on a daily basis.

He comes home from work shes got his favorite meal on the table and is dressed seductively.

"OK. How much money did you spend today? And on what?".

I'm the starter marriage. Celebrations and ceremonies related to me should be gift optional if not gift free events.

His cock is "brown"?

I'm the non-stop presents and celebrations over every relationship step. Prom, Homecoming, engagement, bachelor/ette parties, bridal shower, BIG FUCKING WEDDING, baby shower, baby reveal, elementary school graduation, etc.

But no, I won't be attending my gay cousin's wedding or sending a gift because "I don't believe in it". It's not a real wedding anyway.

I’m the roast chicken we have for dinner every other goddamn night of the week.

I'm the Live Love Laugh decor slowly taking over his former bachelor pad.

I'm the man cave, which has become an acceptable room in a house for the man to isolate himself from his wife and kids.

[quote]funny enough I’ve known more couples where the woman was the violent aggressor in the relationship, only no one reports it because women consistently get away with committing atrocities because of their vaunted pussies.

Say that to my face, r30. I FUCKING DARE YOU!!

R31 / R32 is some Daddy Issue Frau, who thinks anyone here gives a shit about being called “creepy” by some dumb cunt. Your “beat him up, he looked at me creepy” Mayella Ewell routine doesn’t work here.

R41 Carolyn Bessette Kennedy was a wonderful woman and John John was a little fag, everyone knew it, he deserved it!

I’m unreported domestic violence at the hands of women.

R4, that's perfect!!!

I'm the wistful husband because I cannot go to Craigslist anymore to give vent to my homoerotic fantasies. As long as I don't kiss, then I'm not gay and my marriage is safe.

Ha ha, domestic violence is funny!

I'm the 100 lbs the wife starts putting on the day after the marriage.

R30 why on earth would you assume r27 was only talking about male on female domestic violence?

The “men commit all crimes, women are infallible” Dykes have arrived.

More like the “poor reading comprehension, have to make everything about their own personal problems “ troll is here.

R49, show us on the doll where your Mother hurt you

Why do I think r49 is a frau trying desperately to defend her gay husband from all the “vicious rumors”?

R51 show us on the doll where Daddy stuck his cock

I'm the plans the women in a friends circle create and force their boyfriends to go to.

"NO, we can't - we have brunch with Kelly and Ryan at that new place we'll have to wait 90 minutes to be seated"

Ah, it’s the “I know you are but what am I?” troll.

Thank you for identifying this sock puppet of yours. Goodbye, you mentally ill piece of shit.

I’m the squealing about how much fun a couples trip is going to be, it’ll be built up to epic proportions by the coven. We’ll spend a weekend in Scottsdale where the hubbies will walk around with their hands in their pockets like broken puppies and the wives will dress up their fat asses like every night is the Oscars, they’ll get in huge dramatic drunken fights to recreate the Housewives franchises. The men are miserable, but the women are fine because women find drama more pleasurable than sex.

I'm the husband, who's been at work since 7AM coming home and listening to my wife yell at me to help her with the household chores.

I make the mistake of asking what she does all day and have to listen to her screaming and tears for the rest of the night.

I'm the series of relationship books on the shelf about love languages, Men are from Mars Women are from Venus, etc.

They haven't helped. We're just not compatible but don't want to admit it.

I am the typical drama that ensues on every thread from the DLers who don’t understand sarcasm…

I’m non-existent because everyone is gay.

I'm the "birthday sex" which happens, you guessed it, once a year.

I'm also the shock that DH has cheated and I can't understand why he would do that.

I'm the inevitable brats, and the transition of their TV watching habits to all Netflix cartoons and Disney+ shows.

I'm the nice gifts the men have to buy for Christmas, Valentine's, birthdays, Mother's Day, Sweetest Day, 'push' gifts, etc.

In return, the men receive a tie or some new golf balls.

I’m the oversized wine glass emblazoned with the words Mommy Juice to hold the half bottle of Chardonnay I’ll down before he gets home

I'm the pressure on the husband to be romantic. Wifey apparently doesn't have to do shit in the romance department.

I’m the guy from your high school who used to date-rape girls and now is raising his own “little Princess”. Hope mommy installs a lock on her bedroom.

I'm the father who hopes his "little Princess" doesn't become the high school slut, like her mother. I also hope my son doesn't become a fag.

I'm the tears cried in order to get my way.

It is very effective.

Since the wedding ring was on, the blowjobs stopped.

After the sufficient amount of children, all sex stopped.

The husband watches porn; the wife goes ballistic. Yet, she still refuses sex.

The husband then offers his gorgeous cock to gay guys. There’s no drama, no strings attached and no reciprocation. The blow jobs are incredibly HOT. Everyone is happy, except for the deluded wife, who still won’t shut the fuck up about the porn.

I'm the filthy, stinking blowjobs he gets at public restrooms and the tears and regrets he feels afterwards.

I'm the sex-obsessed husband who love threesomes and forces my wife to be swingers. I'm way OK with my wife being bisexual, but don't you dare bring another guy into the mix, god forbid a bisexual! I'm the only man penetrating here!

I'm the cam shows the parents start ding when the last kid goes off to college.

I'm the irrational ire, confusion and desperation when the husband/boyfriend hasn't responded to texts or calls inside of ten minutes. When he finally does respond I'm shifted into being called worry so she doesn't come across as psychotic and then manage to make make him feel guilt with the shift.

I'm "WERE YOU LOOKING AT HER?????"

R74 I’m “ummm no, I’m gay!” followed by a “Yeah... that’s what, Faggot!”

R75 what I thought*

I'm the gay man watching you and your family from across the room and feeling relieved that I'm not married to a woman and raising kids.

I'm the one-bedroom apartment in Spanish Harlem that the couple and their five children move into for the sake of Mom's dream of starting a SatC-inspired blog full of quirky hijinks and learning experiences. For me they sold 2600 sq. ft. on a quarter of an acre in Bloomfield Hills. How are the schools around here?

I'm my sister, who goes on a homophobic tirade every time one of her boyfriends says something like "Maybe you have the right idea, being gay" after she bitches at him for virtually no reason.

I'm all the work at home and MLM scams the wife gets into to avoid getting a real job when the kids are old enough to take care of themselves.

The garage is full of Avon, Gourmet Chef, candles, crafting supplies, Tupperware, lingerie and God knows what other shit. They could buy a new car with what was spent on that crap.

I'm all the calls the husband gets at work for the stupidist reasons. Little do I know the wife is just checking up on me.

We're the ones still together because it would be too difficult to separate the company, so we manage like huma and hillary.

I'm the complaints from the wife that the husband doesn't help out enough around the house. When he does help out and someone notices, I'm the digs at his masculinity for doing housework.

I’m the pills, so many pills. Erectile dysfunction pills, depression pills, sleeping pills, diet pills, ADD pills for the kids and don’t forget the Xanax, or the Pinot chaser.

I am the domestic violence. In case anybody asks, you fell on a doorknob.

R85 *said TO the husband.

Women are more violent now, it’s just underreported because of the shame.

Women want equality, but they don’t care if men suffer.

I’m the “Pleasure Party” that the chubby wife holds once a month where she invites other fraus over for cheap boxed wine and cheese, and then reveals a table full of vibrators, massage oils, flavored lubes, and other goodies for sale. The cows giggle and get tipsy and each buy several items with the promise that their now dead sex life is going to reignite. The oils and lubes end up never being used and the vibrator is only used alone in the tub.

OP Brit eldergay here with many straight friends and not a single couple amongst them is represented in your description. Including any with kids.

R88 - I beg to differ, sir. People portray a public image that is far different than the reality behind closed doors. Look a little deeper (if you even care to) and you’ll see.

Jesus thank god Im gay.

I'm the unspoken reason most of the "women" described here act like bitches: untreated gender dysphoria. They would all be better off as men, like me!

I'm the husbands baby tastes. My palate never matured beyond the flavourless canned and frozen foods my mother made when I was 12 years old I refuse to try any different or "foreign".

I'm the hole in the sheetrock punch in by Dad/Hubby when he can't take another second of his family but would never hit them. I am never repaired by the man, simply hidden behind a framed family vacation photo, at an awkward height, hung by wifey/mom, in equal passive aggressiveness.

Poor straight men. No blowjobs and no sex. Most of them have to go work some macho sales job and hate every minute of their life so they can provide for some snatch that they’ll never see.

I guess Alan Ball needs to make British Beauty for R88.

Is “straight bed death” a thing?

R96 - Actually I think it’s “lesbian bed death.”

I’m the man begging and pleading with my wife to try anal again.

I’m the woman who is so desperate for a man that I’m the one with a job and I support the both of us while he sits on his ass all day drinking and smoking weed.

I'm the groom reciting the vows at the wedding and know very well that I have no goddamned expectation or intention of remaining faithful in the marriage.

[quote] I'm the filthy, stinking blowjobs he gets at public restrooms and the tears and regrets he feels afterwards.

A man did not write this post.

I'm the thousands and thousands of dollars that straight men put into getting a crumb of pussy, only for the woman to lay there like a dead fish. I'm also the mountain of money the wife gets in alimony and child support when she leaves.

Straight men = pay pigs

R98 R99 R100 stop posting, Cathy. Don't you have some stitchery to do?

I swear to God I don’t understand straight people. What’s the point

A lot of them complain about spending time with their families and I’m just like you went out of your way to have this and chose it. I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life but nothing that made me that miserable every day of my life.

I'm the towels she makes me cum on instead of on her or in her.

I’m the man cave the guy goes to escape because he can’t stand being around his GF/wife anymore than possible.

I'm the married couple's joint Facebook account because one of us got caught cheating.

[quote]I'm the married couple's joint Facebook account because one of us got caught cheating.

Is that what that’s about?! Because I was wondering WTF some straight couples have a joint FB account. I get it now.😄

I don’t know if any of you guys have tried this, but if you’re half way attractive, many of the married guys over 35 don’t mind when you flirt with them. I think they secretly like the attention (from my experience). And no, I’m not saying they will sleep with you, but they do seem to like someone appreciating them. They really do seem to get treated like shit by their wives.

In the vast difference between the idyllic portrayal of family life on social media—and the bickering, screaming, crying and messy reality.

I’m^

I'm the "massage wand," on its highest setting, plunged deep inside a wife's vagina. She is desperate to feel anything, despite a never-ending facade of happy house, hubby, and kiddies that is as rewarding to her as 2 drained D batteries.

I'm Prince Harry. HELP ME!

We know we're suburban herterosexuals, but we have couples we socialize with even WE think are boring!

Or overly jealous partners. I knew one couple that couldn’t have anyone or the opposite sex as a FB friend.

I'm the pregnancy announcement photos on Facebook. Specifically I'm this exact pose.

I'm the overt public displays of affection in inappropriate situations.

We're the Southern women who shoot their redneck husbands to put a stop to their constant violent abuse.

We're the men who shoot their psychotic wives to put a stop to their constant violent & mental abuse.

I'm the wife who married the safe guy. He wasn't very good looking, not in good shape and was a mama's boy, but he had $20,000 in the bank when we met and his parents gave us their nicest rental property as a wedding present. Ten years later I'm bored out of my mind, the kids are not the precious darlings I thought they'd be and his family makes the Osmonds look like a biker gang. I will cheat for a few years and then dump him and take everything I can. He won't know what hit him. My new man is exciting but is a low level criminal, won't work and I know he's cheating but I'm too afraid to confront him with it. I'll still find a way to blame my ex-husband for my current situation.

R121 Many such cases, Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

We are the hetero Borg speak where couples speak in We

We have decided to…. We really like….

R117, hilarious!

I'm the heterosexual couples who make up majority of the population and preserve humanity, society, and the sanctity of marriage, even though our divorce rates are extremely high and we have boring sexless relationships.

I'm the masculine straight men who love anal sex and anal play, but it's only allowed and okay when we do it and not those feminine, sinful, and Godless homosexuals!

I'm the missionary position that is the only allowed sexual position or considered okay, because straight men were designed to dominate straight women.

I'm the heterosexual couples that forbid our homosexual family members to be around our children because they'll molest our children and try to turn them homosexual, even though our kids have already been molested by the other heterosexual couples and heterosexual family members we keep close to.

I'm the heterosexual couples who still equate homosexuality with pedophilia.

I’m the 250 pound wife who ceased to give a damn about my appearance. I dress in pastel pink sweatshirts with hearts and flowers and teddy bears. I wear matching sweatpants and flip flops. I wear a curly perm and no makeup. I’m infuriated when my husband looks at other women and he won’t even touch me. (Of course if he did, I’d recoil.)

I'm what a [italic]REAL[/italic] woman looks like!

R96 I think dead bedroom is the correct term. There's an entire subreddit dedicated to it.

I'm the not talking.

Sounds awful.

I'm the gay brother who is suddenly shunned when my sister and BIL are married and start hanging around other straight married couples.

R117, meet R99.

For my birthday, my loving husband surprised me with the latest model of my preferred luxury car. Then I needed ankle surgery. By Mother's Day I was reduced to a bottle of perfume, pre-wrapped right there at Macy's. In a spicy scent I'd never worn before and never will.

I doubted he'd chosen the scent, even though the store was a walk across the street from his office. Sure enough, he didn't.

I’m the banged up Honda Odyssey that’s filthy inside and out.

I’m R136 and I’m never happy with anything, ever.

I'm the passive gay friend who only becomes relevant when the frau is in between relationships.

I resemble R139's remark.

Sigh.

So glad I can be here to support you whenever you need it. I wouldn't dream of asking you to acknowledge my presence when your marriage is going well and you're happy.

I’m the miserable frau practically killing herself with exhaustion starving herself, exercising and trying to “take care” of some ugly loser who’s a 5 on a good day.

I’m the movie Revolutionary Road. Watch me before you decide whether or not you really want to get married.

Its horribly acted but you are right LeonardoDi Caprio is not a great actor. He's not a real actor

Only Tom Cruise, and ulia Roberts are real stars of that era.

R143/R144 Put the bottle down, hun.

Really? Find Two bigger box office stars on name alone in the modern era

Bitchy gays don't get that fraus still love Julia Roberts. They barely know your gossipy queeny shit.

R147 Instead of bitching on DL, you need to focus on your man who secretly gets his ass fucked by hot men at rundown motels when he’s not around.

I am the designated 'problem child', often a troubled, sensitive gay son, whom the parents triangulate to displace their dissatisfaction and frustration with their dead-end, joyless marriage. Fiery fights over me take the place of sex.

R149 Horseshit. Gay kids tend to be WAY less problematic and self-sufficient than spoiled ass straight kids.

*and more self-sufficient

NOT if the parents definitely do not want a gay son, R150/R151.

R152 Again, I disagree. You can ask many of the guys on here (especially some of the older ones) who worked part-time during high school so they would have enough to move the fuck out as soon as they became adults. That’s pretty determined and self-sufficient and furthest thing from being “troubled.”

Lol so this thread is just an excuse to trash women? I honestly thought this would be funny but it's too over the top bitter. I'm guessing there's some repeat posters liking their own posts as well

I'm the pregnant/new mommy who acts as if having a baby is so unique an experience that the world needs to hear about it. Turns out, it isn't and we don't.

[quote]Lol so this thread is just an excuse to trash women? I honestly thought this would be funny but it's too over the top bitter. I'm guessing there's some repeat posters liking their own posts as well

Did you read the entire thread? There are plenty of posts trashing men. And either way, we’ve all seen or heard of 90% of the things posted in this thread if you’re honest with yourself.

Well, R151, if the gayling sons are not troubled, why do they have to be so self-sufficient to be able to move the fuck out, if they are such loved and accepted members of the family?

Fortunately things are changing now for young gays.

R155, don't forget new dads. I worked for a guy who was insufferable during his wife's pregnancy, then doubly when the kid popped out. He wanted the world to know all. I have no problem with parents reveling in the new experiences of childrearing, but enjoy it yourselves, don't turn it into public performance art! Every person on earth was born, it's not some bold new innovation!

I'm the wife to calls everything we own "MY"--MY house, MY car, MY money. I also remind the husband to call everything we own "OUR"--OUR house, OUR car, OUR money.

I'm the secret spending!

I'm the motorcycle the wife doesn't know about.

I'm the Hermes purse the husband doesn't know about.

I'm the $12k Rolex the wife doesn't know about.

I'm the $5k in spa and hair styling visits the husband doesn't know about.

I'm the $6k gambling debt the wife doesn't know about.

I'm the storage locker the husband doesn't know about.

At the end of the year when we're broke, we'll blame the other person for wasting money on expensive coffees, take out, internet service and toys for the kids.

Nothing like seeing a marginalised community that for 2,000 years have been reduced to a deadly stereotype doing the same thing to heterosexual marriage, which in fact many studies have shown confers emotional benefits that single life doesn't - especially for the male of the species.

^^^Frau

A wife acts as a check on her husband’s libido. A husband serves to tamp down on his wife’s emotionality. Thus mutually neutralized, they form together a miserable but stable bond.

[quote]You can ask many of the guys on here (especially some of the older ones) who worked part-time during high school so they would have enough to move the fuck out as soon as they became adults.

I love that you think a teenager "working part time" can afford to move out in 2021.

I'm the most expensive meal you'll ever eat, aka pussy

I'm the lap dance specializing stripper the husband day dreams about on weekends stuck at home with the wife and kids.

I'm the woman married to an obvious, but closeted gay man. I suspect something is up, but won't say a word because we have two children and he makes a lot of money and we have a picture perfect marriage that is the envy of all our friends.

I'm the wife who, after 9 years and three kids, stopped caring about sex...until I went back to work and met my new male coworker. Last year, my husband and I lived like friends/roommates with benefits (a few times a year, after I watched a chick flick). Though I didn't want to have sex with him, I didn't want to leave him because I had spent years crafting my social media identity around his income and the perception of the perfect nuclear family. But since I met my new coworker, I want sex every day. I want it so bad that I will could leave my husband to be with this new man.

When the new guy dumps me for a younger woman, I will go crawling back to my husband. (I'll suddenly rediscover my libido for him.) If he doesn't take me back, I will sue him for every penny he has.

I'm the same side of the booth at a restaurant they all sit on...you know to be close to each other..

I'm the casual racism, homophobia and sexism that all the straight people in the family allow because certain blow-hards in the family 'are passionate about their politics'. None of them call the blowhards out - and if they offend any other rational family member, then they're supposed to just be quiet and get along.

Meanwhile, constant jokes about vegetarian diets, Democrats, gays, etc. are perfectly fine.

I'm the couple that asks people to change their plane seats (or other seats) so they can sit together for a 90 minute flight. You don't mind do you? You understand, right?

What do you mean you're sitting next to your partner - you're two MEN!

I'm the anniversary - I'm announced at work, at the restaurant they eat at that night, and the amount of years gets dropped in every time. I expect applause and congratulations every time.

I'm the flowers sent to the workplace on Valentine's Day to show everyone else that I'm in a loving relationship.

I'm the side-eye sent when any gay or lesbian mentions their partner in any work or social situation.

I am the young dad, trailing his wife in a shopping mall, glumly pushing a stroller. He looks more trapped and miserable than if he were chained to other prisoners in a chain gang.

I can't count the number of times I've seen this.

Gay men have the curtain pulled back early and realize that all women are histrionic disasters. Straight men get tricked into worshipping pussy and then spend the rest of their life regretting it.

I. e., "Let's hate on straight people." I hate threads like this.

Straight women R175. 90% of the insults are directed at women.

Imagine if R175 R176 spent as much time squashing the real threat of homophobia as they waste on here persecuting gay men for calling straight women histrionic harpies.

DL hates gay men. DL hates gay women. DL hates lesbians.

But DL loves straight men. Unfortunately, straight men are the demographic least likely to love DL back.

[quote] I'm the heterosexual couples who still equate homosexuality with pedophilia.

While daddy is telling Kaylee "it's just our little secret."

There are some great moments too in straight r'ships...the birth of a much-wanted child...moving into your first house....attending a child's high school or college graduation...celebrating each other's career successes...arrival of grandchildren.

R177 the real threat of homophobia comes from straight men. Sorry if I don't let my genitals cloud my intelligence like so many posters here do.

R181 okay, go work on it

How do straight men get tricked into pussy worship? I thought it was hard wired. Sex drive.

How come gay men have the curtains pulled back to reveal all women are histrionic disasters, but straight men don’t?

Very fucked up attitudes on this thread.

My mother was a lovely, gentle woman who loved and supported her gay son.

Poor ol’ dad was a loser abusive sperm donor.

MRA gays are fucked.

He was an abusive loser because your mom henpecked him and wouldn't have enough sex with him R183!

I'm the total lack of concern that introducing my spouse anywhere in the world may result in scorn or contempt (or worse) from the locals.

It’s crazy how many of the things mentioned in this thread, I’ve seen irl.

Not all of us had supportive faghags for mothers, respect that. I don’t understand this new thing that we can rip men down to the ground but women are to be elevated to the sky.

Oh come off it. DLers rarely if ever rip men to the ground, they worship them. This is about trashing the group in society that is sexual and social competition to gay men. No doubt some mothers aren't supportive of their gay sons, but no doubt that MOST father's aren't.

R180 - we KNOW. That's all we ever hear about. And gays get what - one day a year that we celebrate among ourselves?

Our relationships aren't celebrated. Our children are under surveillance by straights for any signs of abuse or other imagined wrongs because, y'know, they're gay or lesbian. Our milestones are ignored.

That's the reason for the scorn and the underscored meanness in this thread - it's our chance to lash out for being seen as less than and less important.

R189 BINGO! Fuck these Fraus and their nasty, dingleberry-butt husbands!

I'm the accidental pregnancy. I have no idea how it happened!

I'm the unspoken desire for the other partner to die first to avoid an exhausting and financially devastating divorce.

I'm the grandkid-obsessed mother that encroaches on my daughter-in-law's pregnancy at every turn, I demand grandparent's rights!

I'm the basement dwelling 35 year old son. My parents could have kicked me out a long time ago, but they'll do anything not to have to be alone with each other.

r28 r175 r180 = "Why aren't you homos validating us and our lifestyle on your forum?!!?!1"

R195 nahhh 99% is an excuse to bash women, like fucking always on DL. This was supposed to be a play on a "hetrosexual date night", but turned into frothing at the mouth women hating, just a couple posts in -- a majority having nothing to do with a date night. This is why sometimes I don't come here. I have plently of women I love in my life, that aren't any better or worse than men (because, surprise, women are human beings, not an alien species.) You know where it's going when you start seeing dehumanizing MRA words for women like calling them "females", or MRA claims that women are the real mass abusers, it's just some conspiracy against the poor straight men 🙄

You hate being a gay man so much, you need to stew in your hatred of all women, because you think that's why you aren't getting straight cock? Become trans and cut it off already. There's a lot of "straight men" into that these days.

Signed, a man that isn't a self loathing scumbag. Now run along and get that peepee taken off so you can fulfill your fantasy of being a woman, straight men supposedly "worship" (you know, when they commit family annihilation, use their fists, or commit mass shootings...)

I'm the husband, emotionally strong, stable, fulfilling my role as the "rock" in my relationship. But I will flip the fuck out in blind rage if I find out my son is a fag or I catch my wife with another man. My fists and a weapon will be involved.

Most heterosexuals of both sexes disgust me. The women are just more vocal about their sick lifestyle so it’s more grating. Most straight men are weak little bitches (emotionally, mentally and physically) walking around pretending they have balls.

I’m the wife in her late 40’s who has a secret account on Tinder so I can find someone I can fuck when my husband isn’t around. Unfortunately the only guys that want me are drunks with no job. I guess I’ll take what I can get since my husband won’t fuck me.

R196 Most definitely not a man, no matter what it proclaims.

[quote] I'm the couple that asks people to change their plane seats (or other seats) so they can sit together for a 90 minute flight.

I’m the single traveller who recently acceded to such a request from a straight couple because I went from a center seat in the aft to an aisle seat over the wings.

It's triggering to point out bullshit under the guise of "equal" criticism R201? Please, even you don't believe your own bullshit. Just stop. Everyone with a brain knows what this thread is about and it has nothing to do with making fun of straight couples, it's simply nasty hissing spewing from jealous gays at one particular half of straight couples.

[quote]I'm the couple that asks people to change their plane seats (or other seats) so they can sit together for a 90 minute flight.

Straight people are so stupid they didn’t have enough common sense to book their seats together in the first place.

I'm the husband who has taken to Uber, Lyft, Door Dash and other delivery, gig-economy jobs so I can fund my divorce proceedings. I am having trouble dating in my late 30s, early 40s, people use apps mainly now, how will I ever have sex again? I fuckin' hate my wife, but love my kids :-).

I’m the engagement that’s going on 5 years (and counting).

here ya go

Do most of the posters on this thread live in Flyoverstan suburbs where the wives don't work and lie in bed cradling their mugs and eating non-fat extra sugar cookies all day? I don't know a single married woman who also doesn't work for a living. Most of the ones I know actually are far more successful than their husbands are.

I'm the spinster relative who is only convinced she's better off with cats everytime after she gets a pity invite to family functions.

I'm the spinster relative, and I have my reasons for being a spinster. And those reasons can all be found in this thread.

I’m the callouses from cradling too many hot mugs.

I'm the husband who still thinks he's a 17 year old and acts accordingly. I play video games, were sports jerseys, eats Cap'n Crunch for breakfast, skateboard and teach my children how to bully other children so they'll be alphas on the playground. When I turn 40 I'll start fucking the babysitter and my life will fall apart and I'll start a downward spiral into gross middle aged man who lives alone. I'll shave my head, grow beard and start riding a motorcycle and become a nuisance to everyone around me. I'm desperate for attention and will do anything to get some.

I'm the man described by R212. The reason I shaved my head is because I'm bald. Fat men look cool when they wear leather and ride motorcycles.

I have some money, but not enough for the women I meet at the bar to pretend to be interested in me. So, I saved up some money to buy a mail-order bride from Russia. I'd rather pay for a hot trophy wife to be my mother and maid than grow up and be a decent, caring partner to an American woman my own age. I'll get a few months of good sex before my new wife gets her green card and leaves me for a man her own age. Then I can stop paying for this Viagra.

[quote]Do most of the posters on this thread live in Flyoverstan suburbs where the wives don't work and lie in bed cradling their mugs and eating non-fat extra sugar cookies all day? I don't know a single married woman who also doesn't work for a living.

NY and LA are full of women who don't work because they have rich husbands.

R214, the posts on this thread don't describe the rich wives of NY or LA. The wives all sound like suburban hausfraus from Flyovers tan.

[quote] The wives all sound like suburban hausfraus from Flyovers tan.

Almost all the women in my extended family don't work and the ones who do, definitely don't make more than their husbands. I've only seen one marriage where the woman makes more money than the man, and the relationship eventually broke down because neither parties could handle it.

But where do you live R216? I also think socio economic class makes a difference. Working and middle class couples cannot afford to have a wife stay home. Not if husband wants a three car garage and man cave outfitted with a collection of toys that puts the family in debt. So both wife and husband work and when they come home wife does all the chores and husband retires to his designated rooms to play

I’m the 20-something young and dumb girl who is dating an older guy in his 30’s who has no job, has a record, is known to cheat, has bad credit, has been evicted, and is an overall piece of shit. Nevertheless, I let him sucker me into moving across the country to isolate me from my family, and I’m the only one in this relationship that has a job. We also had to get the apartment in my name because as I said, my “man” has no job and bad credit. Life is just wonderful!

[quote] But where do you live [R216]? I also think socio economic class makes a difference. Working and middle class couples cannot afford to have a wife stay home. Not if husband wants a three car garage and man cave outfitted with a collection of toys that puts the family in debt.

I live in Pennsylvania, outside of Philly. Admittedly, a lot of these families make do with less. They don't have the nicest cars and big houses, but they do ok. And the women rarely go back to work after having kids. In fact, they have a bunch of kids as an excuse not to work.

[quote] So both wife and husband work and when they come home wife does all the chores and husband retires to his designated rooms to play

The couple I know who broke up had a relationship exactly like that. The wife made more money and handled all the household stuff, while the husband played video games when he came home. She eventually filed for divorce because she was tired of doing everything. From what I've seen, those relationships where the wife earns more money, usually don't last.

Craving pussy is a curse.

And craving dick isn't?

You crave pussy, so to get it, you have to jump through a zillion hoops, and live most of your life in frustration. And pay, plenty.

To get it reliably, you have to agree to have kids, which most men don't want. I'd say 75% don't. (My father did; I was lucky.)

And then, you sign up for a lifestyle where you get nagged to death, because women are a mess of what their parents taught them and a mush of where feminism was and is now. So in addition to the stress of providing for your wife and kids, your wife constantly falls back on "women should be provided for and indulged" and no matter what you do, it isn't enough.

AND NOW they have social media to passive-aggressively—and aggressive-aggresively—complain about their situation.

Craving pussy is a curse.

Except they don't get provided for R222. You conveniently left that part out.

[quote]You crave pussy, so to get it, you have to jump through a zillion hoops, and live most of your life in frustration. And pay, plenty.

So what’s the explanation for all the women who fight over worthless men who don’t have shit and/or cheat all the time? Not only that, but the women who are so desperate to please their “man” that they totally lose their identity just to make him happy? Sounds like craving dick has its own price to pay, just in a different way.

I just did a quick Google search and according to the US census roughly 60% of mothers work full time. So now we know that the posters yammering on about men providing for their nagging wives are full of shit, for the most part. Imagine that.

They want to have kids and try to wrangle a guy they're actually attracted to, and can live with, into having them, R224.

Yet—and I stand by this figure—75% of straight men do not want to have kids.

I'm in-vitro fertilization. I made heterosexuality obsolete.

OMG women want to have children R226?? Those fucking monsters!

How of them ACTUALLY want to, R228?

And how many do it because they feel like they'd better before it's too late?

I'd say it's 50-50.

I'm the depressing 1 bedroom rental apartment downtown shared with another divorced male friend the husband moves into after losing the house HE bought to that fat bitch!!!

I agree R229. Women don't have the luxury of waiting until middle age to decide though

R225 I just did a quick Google search and according to the US census roughly 40% of mothers DO NOT work full time.

You're wrong R232. Look again.

A one bedroom apartment, R230? Interesting.

Wait nevermind R232, you just repeated what I said. The majority of working mothers work full time. So what are you arguing?

Pussy is vile and it stinks

Pussy doesn't smell worse than ass, R236.

But sometimes, when you're fucking a woman who's really turned on, pussy juice will run down your legs and you might want to clean up before you go to sleep.

Or not! But I'm guessing you'll never have to make that call.

I'm the growing annoyance the wife has for the husband after we have kids. He's now served his purpose and is more of a nuisance than anything.

THIS, R238.

"You provided your seed, now you're here to serve me and the seeds—all hours, every extent, no questions asked."

I'm the guy who actually enjoys being married and being a father. I like spending time with my wife and kids and even though I get hassled by the guys at work, I ignore them because I enjoy my life.

I will be confused when my wife becomes resentful and mean and starts treating me badly. I love my kids and I spend time with them and she feels I pay too much attention to them and not enough with her.

She will stat becoming abusive towards the kids which will start of as emotional, then mental and eventually physical.

It's only now that I realize her undiagnosed bipolar and narcissistic personalities are a danger to all of us. Her mother warned me, but I didn't listen.

I'm the straight couple who didn't really like each other that much but neither had better romantic options on the horizon. So, already bored with each other, we got married! Because that's what straight people are supposed to do, and she wanted something to post about on social media. Then after we were married for a year, we decided to have kids. Because that's what straight people are supposed to do, and she--and our nagging parents--wanted something to post about on social media. Now, neither of us has slept past 7:30 a.m. in three years. He leaves the low-paying creative job that he loves and takes a higher-paying sales job that makes him miserable. We still have $40,000 debt. We stay together in this soul-crushing existence because, well, that's what straight people are supposed to do. This is the "fulfilling life" they've been brainwashed to pursue since infancy.

I'm a straight man with social anxiety. I am uncomfortable and awkward with strangers, coworkers, and extended family members. I manage to find a woman who's similar to me. Each is the first person the other ever dated, but we glom on to each other and get married in three months. We have kids. Then we use these kids as a replacement for a social life, and we groom them to be our friends some day. We raise all three of them to be dependent on us so that they'll never leave us. Though, we expect at least one will we involved with a pregnancy in high school. We'll secretly be thrilled to be grandparents, and we'll help him or her buy a house on the same street as us.

I think it was Rita Rudner who said something like "Marriage is for when you finally meet that person you want to annoy for the rest of your life."

I'm the 25 year old guy who was awkward and introverted and unpopular all my life. Through my job I'll meet a divorcee who suddenly takes an interest in me. We'll start dating and I'll have sex for the first time and immediately fall in love. We'll get married and now I'm a husband to a woman who says she's 30 but is actually 41 and a father to her three children including a son who is older than me. I'll love my life until two years into the marriage when I realize all she cared about was my paycheque and my inheritance, which is mostly gone now. My uncle warned me but my wife told me he was just a bitter lonely fag who was jealous of her. I wish I had listened to him. When I try to leave her son and his friend will beat me up and threaten me with more beatings. I feel like I'm in hell.

This whole thread makes me super happy and content that I am gay. Being gay is hard, but I find that gay men have an introspection and self-awareness that the straights don't have. I guess the whole growing up different really allows us to understand who we are and what we want. Thank god!

I'm the guy blowing your husband in the bathroom stall because momma never taught you to suck a dick. MMMM baby batter.

The government and feminists routinely put out propaganda claiming that marriage is so life enhancing and wonderful for straight men. This is, of course, a huge lie and the evidence is everywhere. We all know straight men who have been destroyed by marrying females, and with a 50% divorce rate it's clear marriage is designed to benefit women only.

R244 What a mess. How long have they been together now and what are his plans?

They've been married for five years now and he really sees no escape.

I'm the wife who can't let go of any argument, or perceived slight no matter how petty or old.

R249 I know you said she has kids from a previous marriage, but do they have any kids together? If not, he’s just a pussy if he doesn’t leave.

No kids with each other R251. he wanted kids but she said she already had three. He was pussy whipped, plain and simple.

R240 described my family.

Only with my mother, it was borderline personality disorder.

I know a small amount of rational happy seeming straight couples but they seem more intelligent than most breeders and they thought about having kids and getting married before doing it. It wasn’t just some “why not!” Moment.

R254, most of the happy straight couples I know are childfree, or they waited a couple of years after the wedding to start breeding.

R244's story reminds me of a former coworker. He was a decent man. He married a slightly older woman who had three kids. He adopted her three kids and had a vasectomy. A couple of years later, they divorced. He never saw the kids again, but had to continue to pay child support until they turned 18. A few years later, he married another woman, and the new wife wanted kids.

I’m the pedophile who looks for single mothers of three kids.

I'm the really pretty girl. I'm of European descent so my looks are exotic and guys go crazy for me. I'm self important and arrogant and I'm convinced I can have any man I want.

I'll wait far too long to find a husband and one day I'll wake up looking like my mother. I'll become desperate for a husband and kids so I'll start dating some looser that I wouldn't have ever given a second look at decades before.

I'll have an "accidental" pregnancy and hound him into marrying me. Our house is full of pictures of me when I was young and pretty.

All of our lives will be miserable, but at least I'm not alone like my sister.

I'm the 40 year old gay professional man who married a barely twenty, unemployed attractive bottom.

After marriage, the unemployed spouse will zealously pursue the throwback role of a typical gold coast house frau, starting a decorating career which in the end will have his working husband as the sole paying client, order in dinner every night, collect Birkin bags and interview surrogates for their planned babies.

R259, what is the unemployed attractive bottom husband going to do with a collection of Birkin bags? Dress up like Alexis Carrington and parade around the house?

R259 wrong thread

R259 is being ironic, don't you get it?^

I’m the boat that they take out on the lake. Instead of going on REAL vacations or trips, they will take me to the boring ass lake all the time to just sit and drink beer. How exciting!

I'm the unwanted kids.

I'm the woman's period who lasts 365 days a year, not just once a month.

I'm the never ending dry spells that are drier than all the driest parts on the planet.

I'm the straight men secretly envious of gay men and gay relationships, but instead of being supportive to gay men I commit acts of violence against them because my straight life is notoriously overrated.

I'm the straight woman who can't have any type of sex because everything is painful and too much work for me, and I'm not actually attracted to men, I just like the benefits I get from men.

I am the pressure from both sets of parents to provide them with grandchildren. Note that we do not step up with commitments of practical or financial help.

I'm the snotty nose fugly kids who bully attractive gay kids at school because mother and father said it's God's will to torment gay kids.

I'm the straight men who overcompensate to prove their masculinity by being homophobic because I'm so fucking Alpha, when in reality I'm rocking a micro penis and have low sperm count.

I am the physical violence inflicted on the children. i am never revealed to outsiders.

I'm the regular calls made to Family Services, Child Protection Services, and Domestic Violence Abuse Hotlines.

I'm the Kids Helpline Phone Number.

I'm the Elephant In The Room, which is Incompatibility. But we must still promote and maintain the facade that straight relationships are the only way anything works because Religion and the Bible said so.

This Thread: The OTHER side of Facebook

I'm the straight couples that only swear on the Bible and adhere to Bible principles and standards when it suits us, but condemn other people like homosexuals because as long as we do that well, it doesn't matter that we ignore everything else written in the Bible.

R268 Damn that’s spot on.

I’m the weed and alcohol the straight man indulges in every single day. Not sure why he would need us if he’s actually happy with his life and relationship....

I'm the straight cock inside the overused vagina Fleshlight, that is still more intact, reliable, and pleasurable than his woman's so called gift to the world and magical dreamland box.

I'm the straight men who watch gay porn, because the reality is men are more attractive looking than women.

I'm the straight men who watch gay porn sometimes to remind myself that there are people who still enjoy sex, because my straight relationship and sex life is duller than watching the kids stuck to their phones while my wife is watching reruns of Home Improvement Shows on the Lifestyle Channel.

I'm the low libido, contraceptives, church worship, separations, sleeping in different beds, boredom, unwashed dishes, crippling debt, inlaws from hell, keeping the status quo, keeping up appearances, menopause, midlife crisis, unplanned business trips, botox, and all round misery.

I'm the despondent straight husband now hating all women.

I'm the straight men with multiple hardcore and bizarre straight porn subscriptions and bookmarked anal porn, barely legal teenage girl porn, and girls gone wild porn. Oh and lesbian porn, but only if the lesbian porn is specifically catering to turning on the most superior men in the world which is of course us straight men.

I'm the despondent straight wife now hating all men and contemplating lesbianism, but I just can't bring myself to go through with cunninlingus. I'll turn back to being straight once the hubby gets a higher paying income because that's all he is good for. I'm even regretting having kids. I really miss my sorority days!

I'm the straight woman who flirts with the hot mailman, because my husband is still taking Zoloft for his depression and so he can't maintain erections and has delayed ejaculations. I'm also on medication to make me interested in sex. I really relate to Bree from Desperate Housewives. She's my spirit animal.

I'm the midget porn history the husband forgot to clear when he used the computer. I was found by the wife when she was using the computer to buy things for the household that they can't afford or that they even need.

I’m the dumb straight guy who still fantasizes about “the one that got away” even though it’s been over a decade. Oh, and I didn’t really let her get away - I treated her like shit even though she was great to me and finally she had enough of my shit. I go crazy thinking what would have happened if I had treated her better and she was still with me today. What drives me even more crazy is that she ended up marrying a handsome millionaire. God, I fucked up.

don't even need*^

I'm the VHS tape containing a sex video of the couple, back when things were wilder. Its level of dust collection is parallel to that of the sex life of this couple.

I'm the new recipe.

I somehow get a very enthusiastic response from the one cooking the meal, but not so much from the other one.

I'm the straight wife trying to hold back the aging process so that hubby doesn't leave me. It's not working.

I'm the homophobic nstraight wife with the face of a cat's ass and the personality to match, but hubby says that I'm timeless to him because he only cares about my vagina being semi penetrative. He's so romantic and alpha like that.

I'm the straight girlfriends/wives who are part-time feminists. We don't actually follow or believe in feminism, but it's a useful control method on our boyfriends/husbands when we aren't getting our way.

I'm the straight wife who cooks once a year, and demands to be worshipped for it.

I'm the deadbeat straight fathers and straight men who think that buying fast food for the family occasionally, is the only contribution that they are required to make.

It’s unbelievable how dead on this is

I'm the passive aggressiveness that passes for personal interactions after a number of years of being together.

I'm the husband who has no problems donating money to our Catholic church because everything we have is a blessing from God. I will however lose my shit when the wife spends $50 on shoes for the kids and brings home name brand cereal from the grocery store.

I’m the totalitarian rule of the woman. I’ll pretend to be a victim if it benefits me, but make no mistake I’m running the show.

I’m the physical beatings of the husband by the wife, I’m never reported because she really scares him and the shame.

I’m the girlfriend who constantly picks fights with my boyfriend until he gets mad and yells at me then goes and tells my girlfriends I tried to talk to my boyfriend and he freaked out and yelled at me.

I'm the cluelessness of the husband when my wife finally gets sick of my shit and leaves me. Sure I was selfish, lazy, and never cooked a meal or did a household chore but I didn't beat her or have a drug addiction so I should be hailed as Husband of the Century.

I'm the wife who cannot and will not be pleased with my husband. I won't have sex with him because he uses that to manipulate me. He goes without....he doesn't deserve it.

He tries to adapt my emotional needs and that makes him a fairy.

He tries to be firm and assertive, but he's abusive.

When he shows no emotions, it irritates me.

When he asks me about my day, he's being nosy and controlling. When he doesn't ask me about my day, he neglects me.

His mere presence annoys me. He's only worth his damned salary and benefits, and that's not enough for MY lifestyle. He's a selfish bastard.

I’m the husband and father who won’t let anybody else touch the thermostat.

Or the remote ^^

I’m the 25 year old divorced guy who can barely handle having his kids 2 weekends a month. I need a mommy replacement to cook, clean and mother the little brats. When I find her, my ex wife will sabotage her at every turn and she’ll hate me too. I should have been snipped at 18. Fuck my life.

HOW ABUSIVE WOMEN BRAINWASH YOU

How do so many smart men fall for toxic, abusive women? Why do they remain in painfully self-destructive relationships when their higher intelligence knows better? Many men frequently cite, “but I love her.” Do they love these women or have they been brainwashed by abusive personalities? Are they confusing love with dependence on their partner/torturer—a kind of Stockholm Syndrome?

Emotional and physical abuse wears you down over time. It erodes your confidence, independence, sense of efficacy and good judgment. Successful abusers use brainwashing tactics to disassemble your personality and extinguish your natural responses to abuse. In other words, you become numb and submissive instead of fleeing or fighting back in the face of her abuse.

Abusive women establish control over their targets by using “brainwashing tactics similar to those used on prisoners of war, hostages, or members of a cult” (Mega, Mega, Mega & Harris, 2000). Most abusers instinctively know these behaviors. Their behavior is mostly unconscious; they’re natural predators. However, some abusive women know exactly what they’re doing. In such cases, I’d argue that they’re sociopaths.

Brainwashing Techniques

In the 1950s, psychologist Robert Jay Lifton studied POW’s from the Korean War and Chinese prison camps. He concluded that these soldiers “underwent a multi-step process that began with attacks on the prisoner’s sense of self and ended with what appeared to be a change in beliefs” (Layton). Lifton defined 10 brainwashing steps that occur in 3 stages.

Stage I: Breaking Down the Self

1. Assault on Identity. “You are not who you think you are.” This step is comprised of an unrelenting attack on your identity or ego. For example, You’re a jerk. You’re a loser. You’re selfish. You don’t deserve me. You don’t have any friends. Your family doesn’t care about you. You don’t make enough money. These kinds of attacks have a destabilizing effect that breaks your stride and keeps you off kilter. The assault continues until you become “exhausted, confused and disoriented,” which causes your sense of self, beliefs and values to weaken.

2. Guilt. “You are bad.” Once your identity crisis sets in, you’re then criticized for offenses great, small and imaginary. You snore. You’re not sensitive enough. You’re too sensitive. You breathe wrong. You blink too much. You don’t fold the towels correctly. You never do this. You always do that. Why can’t you be more like so and so? The constant arguments and criticisms that cast you as the bad guy make you believe you deserve to be punished and treated badly. You feel a general sense of shame, that you’re wrong and that everything you do, don’t do, say or don’t say is wrong.

Humiliation and shaming tactics destroy your confidence and make you feel bad about yourself, which puts you in a malleable and submissive state. Shame is a form of paralysis. Inducing a sense of shame doesn’t just make you feel bad; it makes you believe that you are bad.

3. Self-Betrayal. “Agree with me that you are bad.” Once you’re disoriented and feeling a pervasive sense of guilt and shame, she can manipulate you into going against your own best interests. You forsake your own needs and make choices that are detrimental to your well-being. This is when an abusive spouse or girlfriend may begin to isolate you and/or get you to turn against friends and family. The betrayal of yourself, your beliefs and the people to whom you were once loyal increases feelings of shame, guilt and loss and also makes you easier to control.

4. Breaking Point. “Who am I, where am I and what am I supposed to do?” You no longer know who you are. You’re confused and disoriented from gaslighting and being fed a distorted version of yourself and reality. You may feel like you’re “the crazy one” and/or feel depressed, anxious, traumatized and a host of other negative emotional and physical symptoms like insomnia, paranoia and digestive problems.

You question your judgment, perceptions and sense of reality. She tells you she loves you yet continues to treat you horribly. You believe she loves you and that you must be a colossal jerk for her to always be so upset. If she’s successfully isolated you or gotten you to isolate yourself, you can’t reality test or receive outside support. By this time, she’s made you totally dependent upon her and solely focused upon pleasing her, gaining her approval and avoiding her wrath or disapproval. You probably feel completely alone. Alternatively, if you’re still in contact with friends and family, you fear that if you tell them what’s going on that they wouldn’t believe you or wouldn’t understand.

Stage II: The Possibility of Salvation

5. Leniency. “I can help you.” This is what I like to call the tyranny of small mercies. Periodically, this kind of woman will offer you some small kindness or you’ll have a “fun” afternoon together in which she appears normal. Because your perception has been so warped, the tiniest act of kindness or absence of overt hostility and/or icy withdrawal fosters gratitude, relief and a sense of adoration within you. In reality, she’s not kind and she’s not normal.

The disparity between her bad behavior and good/neutral behavior is so great that the simple act of heating up a can of soup for you makes her seem like Lady Benevolence. Her minuscule and infrequent acts of normalcy cause you to romanticize her. “This is why I love her. She can be so sweet.” It also causes you to experience a destructive sense of false hope. “If only she could be this way all the time. Maybe she will if I just try harder to please her.” The only way you can please this kind of woman is by continuing to allow her to harm you, that is, until she starts to resent you for becoming a doormat that she demanded you be.

6. Compulsion to Confess. “You can help yourself.” You’re so grateful for the small kindnesses she bestows in between periods of covert and overt abuse that you agree with her criticisms and devaluations. For example, you agree that your friends are bad for you and that your family is controlling and dysfunctional (um, hello, pot meet kettle). You promise to be more attentive and sensitive to her needs and see your needs as evidence of your selfishness.

Alternatively, you agree with her just to make the rages, derision and accusations stop. By the way, this is why torture techniques don’t work for intelligence purposes. People will say anything to make the torture stop. By this time, your personality has changed. You’re hypervigilant to her moods and ego gratification demands and wishes.

You’re overwhelmed and confused by her accusations and criticisms. Subsequently, you feel a compounded sense of shame. However, you’re so disoriented that you don’t know what you’re guilty of anymore. You just feel wrong.

The Goal: Pointless Control with No End to the Abuse

Individuals or groups who use brainwashing techniques are deliberately trying to convert followers, change political allegiance or get people to buy their brand of soda. The ultimate goal is to breakdown your identity and replace your belief system with their doctrines in order to make you an obedient follower. Once they achieve their aims, the psychological torture stops because you’ve become a faithful acolyte.

Unlike professional terrorists, cult leaders and prison camp commandants, most abusive narcissistic, borderline, histrionic and sociopathic wives and girlfriends don’t have an end goal for their brainwashing techniques. They don’t know what they want. They just know that they want to control you in order to feel in control of themselves. This is why they don’t progress past the sixth brainwashing step and complete the process through the third stage, Rebuilding the Self.

By keeping you stuck in the Possibility of Salvation stage, you become locked into perpetual hoop jumping mode. She says if you do x, y and z she’ll finally be happy. You do x, y and z and then she either has a new set of expectations, demands and requirements or tells you that you didn’t do x, y and z to her satisfaction or that you only did it to make her happy not because you wanted to do it. You’re caught in a maddening cycle of trying to please her and not being able to please her with no relief or “salvation” in sight.

Oftentimes, abusive borderline, narcissistic and histrionic women’s moods, beliefs and realities change from day to day and, in extreme cases, minute to minute. They want whatever their current mood or insecurity dictates and change their beliefs, demands and perceptions accordingly. The only doctrine they offer is, “You’re wrong and bad” and “It’s all about me, my needs and my feelings” and “you need to fight for me” or “you need to fight for this relationship” (never mind that she is the one who is destroying it). This keeps you destabilized and in a perpetual state of guilt, shame, hypervigilance and confusion.

She puts you into no-win situations, double binds and keeps raising the bar of her expectations for as long as you let her. You never get to reach the third stage of a new identity that brings some relief. She keeps you stuck in the cycle of abuse where she will psychologically torture you until there’s nothing left of you.

R309 is off her meds.

I'm the husband who insists on doing all the renovations and repairs myself. There are piles of building materials everywhere, half finished projects litter the property, and I swear I'll get that job done this weekend but we both know that won't happen. I have no idea what I'm doing but I'm so far in I can't admit I'm out of my element.

R313 is WW’ing herself

I’m the husband with stunted growth who just plays video games all night long. My wife is a fat whore and I am a slob.

I’m the wife who sits on the couch all night thinking of random drama to stir up via text about random people in her life, while Real Housewives blares in the background and she glugs down a box of wine.

“Oh my god, can you fucking believe she did that?!!!!?”

R317 that actually sounds more like a lot of Marys I know. Just add a caftan and some gold slippers.

R309 et al. This happens in many relationships, and not just by women to men. It happens a lot in the other direction, and happens a great deal in lesbian relationships, and some gay ones too.

It ain't just women committing this shit, but it's a valid issue in toxic relationships.

I’m the cringeworthy and nauseating “cutesy” terms “hubby” and “wifey.”🤢

I’m the husband of a Frau and father to two brats, and I openly complain to my gay friend how little action I get these days; and how gays have it so much easier.

I'm the husband or wife who cheats, even though I'm married to someone good looking with a nice body and we have a good sex life.

R222

[quote] wife constantly falls back on "women should be provided for and indulged" and no matter what you do, it isn't enough.

I've seen this a lot. Feminism and equity go out the window when the guy loses his job or earns less than the woman. Women like the idea of equity but don't like the responsibility or conclusions that necessarily are drawn from equity.

R323 Equity????🤨

Equity and feminility are a curse

I'm the annoying wife who lectures her husband like a child during medical appointments and medical related phone calls. I have to constantly correct him and speak for him because he's stupid.

I'm the wife who calls my husband five times a day at work. When I get too embarrassed to call again, I make my children call and ask for him.

I’m the stutter, doubt, and delay in thought that men married to these women develop over time due to being yelled at, cut off and undermined constantly.

I’m the paranoia and accompanying late night rants. “The neighbor across the street is a pedophile! He looked at the kids about 20 seconds too long when I took them to school today! We have to move!”

I'm the straight married husband and father who has a gay affair. I'm an affectionate bottom. I don't love my gay friend, but I love that he desires me and doesn't want anything from me, just my ass and mouth and pleasant company for a few hours a week.

I'm the completely outdated and oppressive prison that is legal marriage. The government and feminists love me because I enslave and emasculate men.

I'm the wife that starts in on her husband the minute he walks in the door after work.

I'm the husband who, when the wife feels he is asking too many questions screams, "Will you give me some space?"

R332 is a three-reader

Yeah I don’t know why men get married. The system is anti-male af and it’s really just there for women’s benefit long term. I think most guys would be fine if they just work, save their money, stay in shape, keep themselves up looks-wise, and don’t go crazy with booze/drugs. You’ll be able to get sex at any age and you’ll still have your money.

They want a mommy who fucks them, R334. And even if/when she stops fucking him she'll still run the house and raise his kids, and he can get sex on the side. Even if she finds out she probably won't want to go through a divorce, as others have pointed out on this thread.

R335 again. When it comes to why men want to get married, you can't underestimate the role female socialization plays. Women are taught that a romantic relationship with a man will complete them, make them happy, etc. etc. So women lavish all their attention and affection on their man. I can only imagine how it must feel to receive that kind of love, constantly, no matter what I did. And yeah, maybe the wife will turn into a screaming harridan/wakes up to reality after a while, but a straight man craves that insane, worshipping love, so he goes out and gets married again, and again. Even in casual relationships I was shocked at how much emotional affection/attention a guy wanted from me. If I asked for that, I would have been seen as a needy, stage 5 clinger.

I am the revolution that is going to purge this vile degeneracy once and for all.

[quote] I'm the wife who calls my husband five times a day at work. When I get too embarrassed to call again, I make my children call and ask for him.

This is so spot on. Years ago, I worked at an ice skating rink and youth center. There was a guy on staff whose wife called almost daily and she often had the daughter call in to ask for him and then she would get on the phone to talk to him. She increased the phone calls when a young woman in her early 20s was hired part time to teach ice skating classes. She started showing up almost daily to check on him and the various phone calls started to piss everyone off. Eventually, our supervisor stepped in and told him that his wife had to stop the phone calls unless there were emergencies or major issues. A few months passed by, it was the holidays and we had a party for staff members, spouses, and family members. The young woman who was the ice skating teacher showed up to the party with her live in girlfriend. I remember chuckling because the annoying wife of my co-worker was pretty much jealous for no reason.

R338 are you fucking kidding me?! Those two Dykes probably wanted to use my sexy man & his fat cock for their sick twisted homosexual perversions! Everyone knows homosexuals are perverts! I don’t want my man around any pervert slut Dyke!

Lol R334 what straight man does all that shit? Most straight men turn into boozing, fat, lizard skinned slobs as they age, married OR single. And men both straight and gay have the highest rates of debt so please quit deluding yourself that straight men have to put any effort into attracting women as they age. Men simply have to exist, they can be in debt, they can be addicts, they can be fat, ugly, it doesn't matter. At least gay men are expected to keep up their looks, straight men get a free ride.

Straight men get a free ride...if they have money. If a man is rich, then some straight woman is going to chase him, no matter how old, fat, and bald he is.

I’m the “perfect marriage” that crumbles when the husband finds a younger model. and the wife that starts slanging accusations of pedophilia, beastiality and abuse about “Prince Charming” as soon as the divorce papers arrive.

[quote]And men both straight and gay have the highest rates of debt

Like to this statistic?

In the 80s, I grew up in a lower-middle class neighborhood. I'd say that 80 percent of the households had a cheating spouse. It seemed that men and women cheated at equal rates.

A lot of the women had the same story. As early as possible after high school, they had grabbed the first clean, non-psycho, non-criminal man they could find and started pumping out babies. (Society had told women they would be "old maids" if they weren't married with kids by age 22.) After a few unsatisfying years of cooking, cleaning (and providing boring sex) for the husband and raising young children, the woman met some other man, and she "fell in love" (for real) for the first time. But...she couldn't be with the new man because she was trapped by her family. Sometimes this led to guilt and resentment. Sometimes it led to all kinds of crazy behavior to justify the affair. Today some of these women are likely hoping their grown kids don't get ancestry.com tests and discover they have half-siblings who grew up in the same neighborhood.

Of course, husbands cheated, too, and it was just as devastating. No one should get married before age 30. People need to get to know themselves first before they can choose the right partner.

I'm Betty Broderick. The traditional system failed me. So I took matters into my own hands.

I'm the father who doesn't show my son any affection because I don't want him to become a homo.

I show my daughter too much affection and treat her like a five year old even when she's a teenager. She will come to resent how I treat her and rebel.

I'll be left wondering why my kids are so messed up.

R346 he also visits her room at 3am, she’s his “little princess”.

I'm the wife who's silently resentful towards my effeminate son. It was wonderful when he was young and we did all sorts of girly things together. But now that he's reached puberty and I see him compared to my friends sons I worry that he will become more flaming with each passing teenage year and won't be a jock like other boys. Worse yet, he may get into dance or gymnastics or some other fruity sport. Maybe I can convince him he's trans? His father doesn't even notice how he is. Maybe I can blame this on him.

I'm the son of the resentful mother. What she doesn't realize is that even at a young age I could see she was lonely. She was an only child so didn't have any siblings to spend time with. She didn't have any female friends of her own because she had an inferiority complex and drove away any potential friends . My father worked all the time and spent most of his free time with my brothers or his own friends. I didn't really want to go out clothes shopping with her, or have afternoon tea at her favorite cafe, or watch TV soaps, or help her with her elaborate dinners but I didn't have the heart to say no. I don't understand why she's pushing me away now but I guess it's because she can see I'm not like my brothers. We don't have the same interests anymore and we're drifting apart.

I was the “smart” idea to buy a house together even though we weren’t married. A year later, we are breaking up but we both want the house. It’s going to be fun trying to get out of this mess!

I'm the office the tramp the husband is fucking. I'm pretty much the standard accoutrement in most straight relationships.

I’m the murder-suicide when one of them decides they want to end the relationship.

I'm the husband who had kids because it was expected of me. I don't spend time with the kids, don't really talk with them except to yell at them for making noise and I don't show them any love. When I'm an old man and either divorced or widowed, I'll reach out to them because I'm fearing my mortality and I don't want to die alone. I will lecture them on forgiveness and tell them that I did the best I could with them. I know one of them will be weak enough to take me back into their life and I'll have a caregiver. Of course I will make their life miserable until the day I die.

R353 too real !