Captain Save A Whore

This is what Jeff has to say: “Hi Sandman, I recently discovered your videos after doing a Youtube search for “marriage not worth it.” I went to a few videos before finding your “The Misandry Treadmill.” I proceeded to watch your videos from the very first one forward. I instantly became a lifetime fan when I found your “My Journey into Mgtow” video. While watching that video, I kept thinking, “is this guy talking about my life?” A quick background about myself. I am a 29 year old in his final year of medical school. I had confidence issues in my first two years of medical school. It was likely due to my constant struggling for the first time in academics. Med school has a way of taking the highest-achieving science majors in college and then stratifying them. “Someone must fail,” my school would tell me. I worked hard to stay afloat and had to retake exams. Anyway, during my second year, I decided to join a dating site. Like you, I wasn’t too serious
about it. I sent a few messages here and there and received a decent amount of replies. I think it had something to do with the part about my wanting to become a Cardiothoracic Surgeon. I ended up meeting “Jane” online, who was a 22 year old Junior at the undergrad college near my med school. She was studying biology, so we had some stuff to talk about. She told me she had dreams of become a Vet, which drew me to her as I thought she was more ambitious than the majority of the women I came across online. We met a few times. One day, she told me we should be in a relationship. I agreed. And then commenced my 2 years of hell. In the summer between my second and third year of med school,
I allowed Jane to move in with me. Her rent had run out, and she said she’d pay me half the rent. Like an idiot blinded by love, I agreed. My third year of med school was as tough as the TV shows would have you believe. 12 to 15 hour days in the hospital; 6 to 7 days a week. Things started going downhill quickly. Jane didn’t do housework, so I had to spend time cleaning the house (everything from cleaning the floors to washing the dishes). Jane became lazy. She had sporadic work (spotty hours), but she was able to pay the rent (though never on time). She bought animals that she couldn’t afford and expected me to pay for their care.

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