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As a male people love you for what you can provide for them.

Here is the kicker.

Outside of your own wife and kids, no one needs shit from you. Not rrally. People can successfully live fully isolated now.

Final blow? Your own wife and kids can live without you thanks to enslaving ideology like child support and alimony.

Have kids and even you won't matter to yourself anymore! Then you get to solve the problem for yourself for your kids!

I've told my oldest a million times if you don't care about yourself why should I when her saw her demonstrate behaviors I wasn't a fan of.

What were you doing at 12-13 and on?

This says more about YOU, than anything else.

I was pretty young when I realized no one cared about you.

It's jarring. Especially when it comes to dealing with women, she never really loves you, only what you can do for her and her social status. 100% conditional.

It's ok tho anon, we love ya plenty!

10. After my moms death. My dad wished I'd been aborted and my siblings both shared the sentiment.

There is a distinction between 'caring' and the ability to care in an effective way.

I left my home state at 19 and moved to Florida and not a single one of my real "friends" ever came to visit me, only one friend who was just my so called "best" friends younger brother came to visit and he was only there on a business trip so he was just being kind really and wasn't there just to see me or anything like that. I used to run back home and spend hundreds of dollars on these lavish trips just to couch hop and be forgotten about most of the time. I even managed to move back home for a bit but I ended up working over night so I saw old friends even less, I ended up going back to Florida because my family won a lot of money (that's another story). On my last trip I was finally able to see the writing on the wall, there was nothing left there for me and I was desperately clinging on to a life that no longer existed. My "best" friends wife contacted me and begged me to come in on short notice for his birthday, I was not working at the time and I came into town with 40 dollars in my pocket which was then taken by the airport because somehow my bag gained a pound on the trip. So yeah, coupled with terrible things happening left and right, falling out with friends, being forgotten about once the party was over.... they used me as some cheap prop and even had the nerve to ask me to pay back for the plane ticket that I couldn't afford at the time. Disgusting, it was the worst experience you could imagine and that was 12 years ago, I haven't gone back since and I never will... not till one of my actual "friends" comes to visit me. After years of running back like a child, I finally was fed up with it and realized it takes a friend to be a friend, I was walking on a two way street that had but one soul... one foolish soul who gave everything for his so called "friends" and got nothing back in return, not even the basic requirements of a friendship. The only good to come from all of it was the harsh realization that I never really had any true friends, they were just people who happened to go to the same school as me and shared similar interests. You never wanted to believe that story that your parents told you how that once high school was over, everyone would move on and forget you ever existed. I swore up and down that it wouldn't happen to me, not my group of friends... we were all blood brothers... right? How fucking naive I truly was, I was nothing but a jester in a courtyard to a council of kings in their own minds. The memories were good, I enjoyed my time with them but when it came time for them to be a friend and try to be there for me when I needed them most, they all turned their backs on me and moved on. Hell I would have done the same thing the minute I got to florida if I only knew... if I wasn't so Goddamn naive. I can't change the past but I can change how I react when they try to contact me and talk about the old days and the old stories, I'm sorry but my nostalgia pool has run dry for a group of people that didn't even bat a fucking eye when I was completely erased from their lives.... nope. Just, " man you were so funny, you need to come back and make us laugh again" that's all I ever fucking was, just a "funny guy". Know your worth and do for you and your family because those people that you called friends? You never really meant much, you served as a means to an end for entertainment, and when it came time for them to be a shoulder to ever lean on... let's just say that you should never take the weight off your own feet lest you fall. I leaned onto people that literally pushed me away when it came time for them to reciprocate my friendship, you'd think that after a decade of me running back home that they could even just plan one trip? One surprise road trip to grab me and have the time of our lives like we used to? Nope, it was just a fantasy that I would have to forget about ever coming to fruition, the epic friend story ended in the most bitter way full of resentment and toxicity. Naivety would ultimately be my downfall but I swore that when the time came for me to rebuild myself that I'd put foundations in place that would never allow me to fall so far ever gain. I became strong again on my own as destiny had always intended for me, my only regret is that I had not found this path sooner... I would have so much more in life at an earlier period. I digress though, it's all water under the bridge. I'm not bitter anymore but I will tell my story to whoever cares to listen and I'd be lying if I said that telling these stories didn't bring back all the pain, feelings of abandonment and resentment from all those years ago.

...my change of attitude towards everything came while drifting down the Nile in a basket made of reeds

Had periods of life when i was very successful and very broke. Every time i was being successful, everyone "loved" me. The moment i was broke or related, no one wanted to hear from me. It's all fake and gay.
Now i hide my wealth. Fuck them.

Finding out 911 was an inside job was pretty intense. watching it all 10 years later with the new knowledge. Why did they(Jews) do it. The truth aways will come out. And with current events it still will

I’m an only child. I’ve always been comfortable alone. Start out with caring about yourself, then the rest won’t matter.

When I got divorced.

Same, 12-13. Men are expendable, and only kept around as long as they are useful.

It took a while. Late teens maybe. I didn't have many friends. I was the small kid with weird hair who probably liked the Ninja Turtles a little too much. I didn't really have friends until high school, and that was mainly due to playing Magic: the Gathering, so of course those friends were Magic: the Gathering people and we're all the scum of the earth.

Dad was always upstairs watching TV. Mom worked a lot and was drinking when she wasn't working.

One of the most memorable days of my life was when I was driving down the road and thought to myself "Not everyone is going to like me, and that's ok" It was so freeing.

When you leave a job, no one is going to think "Man, I really miss Tony Dicktickler. That guy was cool." They're going to put their heads down, do their jobs, and pay their bills.

About 4 or 5. First time I was beaten

10 or 11.

Now, when did you realize most of the world HATES you for being if you a White man. Second awakening.

When i was in my teens.

After my dad dropped dead in front of me and I tried to do CPR..

Nobody jumped in to help, I had to dial 911. The cop who showed up, was a father of one of my class mates, just left me sitting on a curb while the paramedics did their work.


In the tollowings, weeks, months, and years Everybody just left me to wallow in my sadness and guilt.


Took me a long to realize that I didn't fail anybody, but it was a lot of people who could have done a lot better.


It's been a long road recovering from that, but luckily I didn't go too far down any bad paths.


At the end of the day, you've gotta help yourself the most in this world.

As a dude, there are times when we don't matter much or aren't worth the effort.

30 years old or so.

40
I was working with a pretty girl who had been a cheerleader at University of Florida.

She was complaining that she was lonely.

I laughed and told her wait till your my age and nobody wants you!

She was not amused

so care then

Last week when dulcima downvoted me.

Not realy an answer to OP as it looks more specific. But as broad general rule for men, no one cares about men, that includes other men.

Women get more leighway and support/compassion.

The more everyone recognizes this as a fact of life the earlier the better on how they approach things.

I love you bro

Get a dog

Five.

Lots of people care about me

Probably 12-13.
Went clear across the country to visit some family for a few weeks, and without saying a word about it, the day before we go home, my parents tried to ditch me out there with family. 12 years old.

Sort of a shock, and got a bit melancholy in school that year.
Was fairly popular with a decent size social group, good athlete.
Was always quite passive, so couple ankle biter dip shits in my lame friend group tried to elevate themselves at my expense.
They and everyone knew I’d kill any 3 of them at the same time, so they just ended up embarrassing themselves.
I could have made out like a chad and punished them all, but I was already kind of depressed and just found it all disheartening anyway, so I just broke off and didn’t give a shit.

Always had a small but consistent long term friend group.
But that close, sincere, concerned social group never happened.

Disagree, some care a lot.

Case in point
https://youtu.be/DTFbGcnl0po

If you've been betrayed, try to care about others before time runs out.

There is no light without dark

This is fucked up.

Where are your families? There should be people who care about you or you’ve fucked up royally in life.

Many of us will be dying with loving white grandchildren.

I knew very young. I can remember about 5 years old looking at my dad, saying something hateful and spitting on the ground in disgust. Somehow I just inherently knew that what you do to someone you hate.

That's some tough shit dude. Ive lost most of my friends too, at a certain point you drift or are left behind.


Went through a a bit of sadness difficult times 2 years ago, buddy dropped off completely when I didn't have time to game anymore.

Thanks dude.