Chicks who go for limpwrists

Just take a look, who are the main male characters in movies right now? Sensitive, insecure and overprotective with pretty boy looks. Like a whole generation of mommy's boys to take care of. Bleh.

It's like for decades now women have tried to get us to be more in touch with our feminine side. Well good job, there are more gutless pansies out there now than ever.

Fact is, the one thing that truly attracts women and keeps them around asking for more is confidence, and you can't be very confident when you're whining about how terrible life is all the time now can you?

Didn't you know? Most break ups actually come from the breakee being curious about something. Like "i wonder what it's like to be with a sensitive guy" or "i wonder what it's like to date a foreigner" and so on.

But since we all gotta be nice people (thanks society, that's rich!) we can't be honest about it. So instead we call it "love".

Well , yea, I understand being curious...and if she was looking for something other than a knuckle-dragger like me...Theres a lot of guys out there more refined than I am...But why go to the other extreme? We all get curious, but to blow up your whole life for some little slime who isn't worth the powder it would take to blow him away?
She threw me away for this bi-guy...I'll admit I have a disgust for weakness...I've met gays who I didn't think were that weak...but it's like she picked him over me because he's this little wimpy milktoast polesmoker...and I couldn't do anything to him cause anybody could just smash him like a bug...You could kill him with a strong fart...There's no honor in in that...just blame and disgust from everyone...All I could do is pack my shit and leave quietly...Game over, and I never even got to shoot...

Dude, you shouldn't be thinking about beating him in a fight, I know it's tempting and it would probably get some of the pent up anger out, but it wouldn't solve anything. Besides, if anything you should be angry at her, if not actually disgusted by the fact that she could make such a decision.

Man, don't I know it...
We were trained and tought all our lives to fight for what we loved, to march the extra mile,and stand fast against all the crap that comes , never give up...go down fighting, my life was hers for the asking...24-7-365... and then I hit this...You can't fight it...There is no solution to this ...and , yes the disgust I feel when I think of them togeather is chokeing... at first I was wasted, now I'm mostly just numb...No, I'm not goin to do anything to them...My solutions to problems are truly ineffective here.Nothing I do will get the solution I want.I've been out maneuvered...
I have been out-thought, I have been castrated...I now know I wasn't what she wanted...
Honestly, it's like someone took a knife and cut off all the reasons why I did anything in life...oh , I'll keep moving forward...I don't know how to stop, but now it just doesn't mean anything...

How does this sound: you were trained to fight? to go the extra mile? How about going the extra mile "for you"

I mean sure, self sacrifice and all that other bs, but come on, see it as a chance to actually live for yourself, do what you enjoy doing in life. Hey, i discovered what it's like just a few months ago, and believe me, once you actually get that fuzzy feeling when you've done something that makes YOU happy...

Seriously man, i know it hurts, but that's life and all we can do really is learn and take care of ourselves. Go out, enjoy life, do whatever works for you...

You are right, of course...
I come from a generation and people, that worshipped bravery and skill, and the willingness to sacrifice ones self for the greater good.
The accompanying knowledge is that we are expendable, like ammunition...
You are too cold , too hot, too bad...are you hurt ? Good... pain proves you'r alive...keep moveing.
ALWAYS CARRY YOUR SHARE OF THE LOAD...AND MORE!
Thirsty? Think how good water will taste if you ever get some again...(and when we did, I NEVER drank first...I shared my canteen , always.)Our one true fear was to be wasted...dumped for nothing.
Now it has occurred to me that she took me at my word...Perhaps she had been reading my copy of Sun Tzu..."never attack you'r opponent where or how he expects...never attack where he is strong or prepared, always do the unexpected...all warfare is based on lies"...I must admit , she did just that...I am humbled before a master.
I was prepared for a John Wayne frontal assault on me and mine... and they quite easily rendered me ineffective.
Dude, thanks for makeing me take a look at myself...I was being a pussy. I was whineing about getting blindsided , when that's exactly how it should have been done!I, of all people fell for the myth of the "fair fight"...or the "true love".
I always tried to give her what she wanted...she used me to get just that...I was sacrificed just as I had always prepared myself to be( just not in the way that I expected)...why am I bitching?
I lost everything? Great! None of that crap is my responsibility anymore...Time to "cowboy up " and face what's next.
I will admit to some trepidation, I have always gotten my self image, my "raison de et terre", from being in my woman's eyes and heart...and for thirty years, there has always been a woman whom I could feel in the back of my mind, while I was alone out there in the cold and dark...and when I couldn't go no more, when my mind was about to break,(I've seen other men go that way, we call it the "twitchin' awfuls", ha)... when I was hurt, hungry, weak and sick...I could keep on keepin on , cause I was goin' back to her...
I'm not whineing ,Dude...I'll take what comes...I'm just askin...I got the WAY to do stuff, (you'd be surprised, even as an old fat man)...how do you go on without the WHY ?
You say I have to live for just me now...and you'r right, at my age it's too late to start again...wouldn't be fair to a woman to get her mixed up with me now...so alone it is, and if I am to have any comfort, I must make it for myself...So...
I been doin what I have to all my life ... I mean, we all WANT, you know...more ammunition, boots that fit, more food and water, the right tools to fix the shit that's broke...sex once in a while...I just don't know how to look...WHAT to look for ...Nobody has told me , and I don't know...what do I do next?