Friends have lived through the heartbreaking experience of losing one’s children. The problem with men is that we marry for love. Yet the love a man will have for his children will far exceed the love he will have for his wife.
We should marry with one question on our minds, “Will she make a great mother? Would she steal my children from me? How crazy or vindictive would she be during a divorce?”
To our own peril, we care more about romanic love (which wears off after a few years) than compatibility:
All of you people giving advice don’t know what it is like to love a son or daughter more than anything in the world, you don’t know what it is like to wake up in the morning and everyone is still asleep and when your kid wakes up your entire world comes to life and you start cooking breakfast and throwing them up in the air and talking about insects or snakes or whatever else devours their minds.
and then you have all of that love taken from you by some crazy ass bitch.my wife is the devil. I didn’t ruin my life, I am not some fucking apologist pussy that says, “Oh, maybe I shouldn’t have drank so much” or “now i realize that alcohol ruined my life and took away my kids”.
I haven’t been to a bar in 12 years. When my kids wake up, I am already awake. I make breakfast, I wash dishes, I throw them up in the air (at least I used to do all of this). When my wife woke up, I told her how beautiful she was, even tho she isn’t.
That man’s wife cheated on him, falsely accused him of abusing her, and kept the kids. She spends his child support payments at the bar.