Pardon the length of this post, please read below for my reasoning:

Staring into the past can be a scary thing because I could have made many better decisions, but I am content with what I have: A wife, lovely daughter, and community (this includes many of you) as well as a feeling that I was a decent, albeit imperfect, person throughout my journey so far. I want to impart to my daughter to periodically look at herself from a future perspective looking back and saying: “What do I need to do now to make that future me content?”

At first, this was merely a standard Leftover post but going through her posting history, her public journal, it revealed an epic tragedy comprised of material encompassing nearly everything we discuss here. Note particularly how her sense of reality changes or even contradicts itself from time to time. How can someone hope to create, or even influence, their future when they don’t have a mental grip on what’s happened in the past or the present? There’s so much great material it would be a pity to toss it out even if the basic narrative would remain intact.

For my future self and those here, I want to note that I both laughed at much of what I read but also feel a touch of sympathy and regret for the family life this person could have had and squandered as well as bad choices she continues to make.

Damn, a post this long should have been in cuneiform....

Ah...the sweet shrieks of whimyn denying personal accountability. MOAR!

The number of women that just expect 'something to happen' never ceases to amaze me. They never once stopped to think how a man has to build himself to the point he can make an offer these sloots would even consider accepting and then resent him because they 'settled.'

Bed made, lie bitches. You earned this fate with every casual rejection of a good man.

Does the 5-point-star mean that all the star-studded parts are from the same poster?

In either case...

why do men only want to marry young (women)?

Ahhhh .... for the same reason Ukraine had to reevaluate their choice and send their younger, inexperienced pilots to train with the F-16, as their already old already experienced soviet trained pilots could not keep up with the western aircrafts.

I wrote a post on this in my blog. I have to post the Ukraine evidence in another post as well. I will (with OP's permission) like to screenshot the relevant part of this post as source material.

Younger entrants are preffered because experience is not transferable.

Changing vessels makes experience just encumbrance*.

Do they think that the younger wives wont age?

The ageing is not the issue. pre-aged specimens are. The F-16 pilots will also age, but they will age on the f-16. The pre-aged pilots (aged on Mig 31s and SU25s and the likes) are not suitable for the F-16 role.

Indeed all women I came across, including my mother, and a large section of RP/ and tradcons do not understand or accept the distinction between the men these women were fucking when young and the men they want later. Indeed their argument is such men chosen later by such women aren't special and hence they should be thankful with an older experienced woman that they are getting access to such """expereince""" . But such communist world view often contrasts with reality.

Note: I have made no statement about fertility. Even if these women can use a medical miracle to restore their fertility, the used canvas will always be less desirable than an unused one.

That’s depressing. She had the world laid out at her feet and she pissed it all away. But no matter how bad I feel for her falling for a series of life-destroying lies, I have to note that I’ve never been invited to party on a yacht, or flown to exotic destinations on a private jet, or had relations with a celebrity (much less multiple instances of all of those).

She did a hundred times more “living” in her 20s than most men do in their entire lives, and she didn’t lift a finger to earn any of it. Meanwhile, the most exotic location I’ve ever been to was Afghanistan, and I rode in the back of a cargo plane on the jump seats.

Oh well… she won the lottery and blew it all on fun experiences, and now that it’s gone she’s left with nothing but memories and the realization that fifty years is a long time to mourn her bad decisions in anonymous poverty.

This is just sad... I don't understand how can you guys laugh at this, or even throw insults at this poor woman.

She may be stupid, but this would never have happened to her if she war born in the '70 or earlier.

Ahh, but does it also include the Shahnameh of leftovers? They say Ferdowsi single-handedly propped-up the Persian language with that one.

OH, THE REALITY!

Too "traumatized" to date after a break up? "Afraid of men"? Oh please.

It's remarkable to me how so many women these days will try to punish completely unrelated men because they dated one guy who ends up having different goals and does the unthinkable and (gasp) breaks up with them.

Just think about how stupid these women are; after not doing their due diligence (for years) to make sure they're dating the right guy, they decide in their EARLY THIRTIES to stop dating while they "work on their trauma". Early thirties is the worst possible time for these women to become a prude and clam up. Lady, you should be throwing pussy at the first responsible man you can. Hell, you should basically be chumming the water with it like a shark fisherman.

...oh, and if I've assessed it correctly, and you think taking your dried up cooch off the market in the twilight of what little prime years you have left is a punishment to men, it's really not. Good riddance. Doesn't the navy have some kind of ceremony when they retire a ship?

So, with the wall approaching hard, m'lady realizes (finally) that her Pussy Pass has been stamped: "INVALID." Boo-hoo.

Her: "Most men treat me like an antique."

Oh boy, is she in for a fun surprise when she turns 40 and "antique" becomes "invisible."

Since we are making literary allusions, I feel the need to point out the Aesop/fable of the Ant and the Grasshopper.

This woman is clearly a grasshopper that wasted all of spring and summer. Winter is coming, and she will do and say whatever it takes to try to get you to overlook her willful negligence.

Let bitches like this freeze if you know what is good for you.

This is beautiful. Beautiful.

There are only two measures of success for women:

• Being a good wife

• Being a good mother

Thus has it always been, thus will it always be. The proof is how worthless these women all feel when confronted with their lost potential. They all want to be wives and mothers and regret the lost opportunities of youth.

Women who fail to stick the landing on either are worthless. There is no profession in which women are now engaged that could not be better done (and historically, has been better done) by men... except those two. Women were designed for these two purposes; they abandon them to their own detriment.