Just sitting here awake in bed because my boyfriend decided to ditch me to go to a bar with his friend and HIS girlfriend who we were suppose to go out on a double date with. “bye babe, ill keep in touch.” NO TEXT until after midnight and of course it just says hi. WTF are you drunk? Even though you said you wouldnt be drinking. How can you not think that this isnt okay? ALL MEN ARE THE SAME! and I am getting pretty sick and tired of it.

This post was submitted by Munchkin526.

I am a 23 year old British woman and I think the whole notion of this blog is outrageous.
Imagine this blog was entitled “I hate blacks.” “I hate Hindus.” “I hate homosexuals.” Worst of all, “I hate women.” It would be all over the BBC, all over world-wide protests, and banned from the internet. But no. It’s about those with a protruding genitalia. So it’s ok.
Why you all think it’s acceptable to blame the shortcomings of a person on their sexual organs I have absolutely no idea. Why you think it’s ok to pidgeonhole and stereotype a certain type if human being i also cannot fathom. If this was about women you would be in uproar. But no. It’s about men. So that’s fine.
Some men are horrible people. But that’s down to their personalities, their upbringings, their experiences, their personal cultures. Not what’s inside their underpants.
I have a great many men, relatives, friends, colleagues, lovers, in my life. Some are great artists; some are great mathematicians. Some are atheists; some are theists. Some are idiots; some are not. None of this is down to their penis. It’s down to their soul.
So judge a book by it’s chapters, not by its’ chest hair. Do not ever assume your ignorance is morally acceptable.
Additionally, why is it that most of the users of this blog appear to have experienced only the dark side of men? Maybe instead of the biased, Nazi title “I hate men,” this blog should be entitled, “I am a weak and silly person who falls for every thing she is told and ends up looking like a fool.”

This post was submitted by discriminationaffectsmentoo.

What is it with these guys whose ex girlfriends are still in love with them even though they broke up, yet they maintain a “friendship” with the girl while in a relationship with someone new?? I’m in a relationship with someone. This is the 2nd guy in less than a year who I’ve dated who is maintaining a friendship with his crazy obsessed ex. It makes me sick and I don’t think I can stay with this guy, even though I love him. She meddles. She seeks attention. I hate it.

This post was submitted by phunkychikk.

In the small hilly Indian state of Meghalaya, a matrilineal system operates with property names and wealth passing from mother to daughter rather than father to son – but some men are campaigning for change.

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I am sitting across a table from Keith Pariat, President of Syngkhong-Rympei-Thymmai, Meghalaya’s very own men’s rights movement.

He is quick to assure me that he and his colleagues “do not want to bring women down,” as he puts it. “We just want to bring the men up to where the women are.”

Article continues.. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-
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When I read this, it was one of ‘those’ moments. A moment where the roles are reversed and as a woman I can say .. now you know how it feels.

This post was submitted by shazz.

i met u on a dating site, we started talking and were getting along real well. but since u have split from ur wife! we kissed and now ur avoiding me like the plaque! we had an awesome connection and u freaked out and now u wont talk to me like u used to!!! thanks alot!!! u hurt me….and hurt me bad…i bald over you all nite last week..how dare u do that to me..u are so selfish…

This post was submitted by lori92.

Since the beginning of time, women have suffered at the hands of men and have forever struggled to understand just what has been the fuel to the fire of men’s barbaric nature. It has puzzled, tormented, and agonized us so much that over a million years later, in 2012 we still cannot comprehend men and have thus created support groups venting our perpetual hatred.

But today, sitting in my bed thinking about the very irksome thought of what it might be like to be a man, it finally hit me. The answer to the most important question. To the exact question you are wondering in your head right now. The answer to: Why do men hit women? Why do men treat women like shit? Why don’t men ever act with decency, or care about anything other than sex and their dicks, which they carry around nobly like a crown? I never thought the truth would be so simple…but it is.

Deep down inside, men are afraid of women.

It a fear so grand, so absolute, and so empowering that it causes men to behave in the most ridiculous ways without even knowing why. Men are afraid of us. Now I know what you’re thinking, how can men be afraid of us? They’re strong, powerful, intimidating, what could there possibly be to fear?

Men fear women because to them we are “the unknown”. They can’t understand us because they we are on a higher level than they are, and they realize this. It is in fact jealousy that sparks the hatred of men, when we take a moment to think about it

Why is it that men have to work rigorously to become strong and rich, in order to be powerful, when for a woman to be considered powerful all she has to do is be intelligence and capable?

Why is it that men reject their emotions, and cannot see the deeper meaning in things, while women experience love, passion, and are wise beyond their years?

Why is it that men cannot shake their necessity to have sex, and fulfill their carnal desires, while women have self control and aren’t driven by sex like animals?

Why is it that men only know how to solve conflict through war and bloodshed, while women work together to communicate and find solutions?

Men have many things to be jealous and envious of women. Females are naturally beautiful, gifted, skilled and talented in many ways, are gentle and caring, and are in most cases great mothers, sisters, daughter, and wives. All things that men know we can use to our advantage. We have so many more tools and abilities than men, it’s a shame we often do not realize it. We let men boss us around, tell us what to do or say, what to believe, what roles we have in society, and what “inferior beings” we are to them, when the truth is quite the contrary.

Men abuse, hit, oppress, mistreat, and dehumanize women to keep them from realizing the true power and greatness they have. They use physical force and verbal threats to “keep us in our place” and to assure that they never lose power, making our world belong to them.

The fear and hatred of women is men’s main weapon to instill fear in us so that we do not realize that it is them who should be fearing us. Women have been the backbone to society for ages and have silently done all the work diligently while men have sat atop thrones, yelling madly to the world and stroking their egos like fools.

Any injustice or mistreatment a man does to you is a stem of that exact fear. They prefer to keep us diminished, oppressed, and ultimately brainwashed so that they can use and misuse us for their own selfish needs. It is the culture and brotherhood of men to spread this mentality and behavior to other males, so all men, young or old, will grow up to exhibit all these qualities. And it is all a result of fear.

NOW YOU KNOW!

The world we live in is a man’s world. Not because they rule it, but because we let them.

This post was submitted by ReluctantOrange.

– Cheers to my first love, the man who told me he saw a future with me and that I was his world. Cheers when he told me things changed and threw me away. –

– Cheers to the man who called me beautiful and told me I deserved everything I ever wanted. Cheers to him never calling me again after we had sex. Cheers to finding out he had a girlfriend. –

– Cheers to the man who told me he would fight for me. Cheers to the same guy for telling me he had no time for me, and finding another woman in 3 days. —

– And last but not least, cheers to the man who I thought was the one, who made me feel like everything in the world was right again. Cheers to when I found out he was married. —

– Cheers to the ladies who put up with the hurt, devastation, disappointment, and abuse. Cheers to them for learning to love again. –

– Cheers to Mr. Right, because I know he’s out there.

This post was submitted by PalomitaBlanca.

I’m 21 and had been dating this guy on and off for the last 6 years. The last time we got together I thought we got it right. But then his father past away just a few months ago.. It was very hard on him, especially because he’s not good with emotions. I felt he wasn’t coping with it.
Our relationship was fine, even better than before, he always wanted to be around me. But he started drinking, going out until early in the morning, never stayed home (which was also hard on his mom (yeah he still lives at home)). And before i knew it he didn’t want to see me anymore, wanted his space and eventually he dumped me by text message. But what I didn’t know was that he had a new best friend at the end of our relationship. She’s a few years older ( 24) with a child of 6. She also lost her father at a young age. So they had something to talk about that he couldn’t share with me i guess.. But now they’re dating.. It’s only been a month since we broke up. Never even had a decent talk with him.

I just don’t know how to feel, of course i feel like crap. But i don’t know what to do or how to cope with it.

I just can’t believe after all those years, he can just give up on us and immediately start something new. I know , were still young but it did mean something those years..

This post was submitted by Dour09.

My ex and I were very happy together. We went on backpacking adventures, talked for hours on end and were very happy. He finally proposed, he had asked my father for permission and proposed with my great great grandmothers ring that my mother left me when she passed away. This was on Dec 19th. On the 22nd, I drive down 2 hours to his home to have dinner with his brother who came in from Texas and the rest of his family. It was also a psuedo congratulations party to us. Everyone was thrilled. That night we went home and went straight to bed we were very tired. The next morning he is barely speaking to me while getting ready for work. I go outside to warm my car and it wont start, the battery is dead. I tell him and ask to go to his office (he owns his own business) with him to wait for a friend of mine to come so I can take care of my car. We leave for work and he pulls in to an abandoned Barnes & Noble parking lot and calls off the engagement and leaves me there with a cell phone of 20%. To make everything all the better he changes his relationship on facebook to in a domestic partnership with a man and says the engagement was a joke and he is gay. I loathe men.

This post was submitted by brambles.

My ex and I broke up in August, he’s getting all pissy and making a huge deal out of the fact that I don’t want to be friends. Throughout our almost three year relationship he constantly dumped me to talk to this stupid fat chick in Washington. Then after we broke up fate just so had it in his plans that he would be moving back to Washington from Arizona. He doesn’t even get to skip a beat. While I’m here heartbroken and angry he is going to be there with the homewrecking hoe that made my life a living hell for what seemed like forever. It really seems like God just sits and laughs at me in my misfortune while always giving this jackass the upper hand. He cheated on me, played me hardcore, lied, hid things from me, murdered my self esteem by telling me I needed to be fat because he didn’t like skinny girls and the fact that I was a natural brunette instead of a red head. I murdered my hair (Which was two feet long) by dying/bleaching it. I went from 105 lbs to 170, i let him talk me into dropping out of school. I destroyed my life for this loser. I took a job in the adult industry to put his punk ass through school, only to have him drop out his second day. I fucked up so terribly. He just strung me along. A year before this last break up, we had broken up because I was suspiscious about him sexting some other girl, he broke up with me for his Washington girl. He came back a week and a half later and proposed to me. We bought a ring and everything, only to have him take it all back. That sent me into the deepest depression I’ve ever known. Now I’m here, a year later, barely any hair, fat as fuck, miserable and depressed, angry over what I gave up for that fat fuck of a reject. I don’t know how to even begin to pick up the pieces, or how I ever let myself go like this. Whats worse is that him still wanting to be friends is just his way of keeping tabs on my recovery and success. He is trying to keep the door open and because of my social situation I have to deal with this ass wipe for the next two months. Its going to take me two to three years to recover from where I’m at now. The only positive here is that I’m only 20, so I’ve still got time to recover. Too bad I went from my high schools favorite virgin sweetheart to just a bitter bitch who has chosen to make that ever so necessary “lifestyle change” because a woman would never let me become what I became with a man. I have dealt with sexual abuse, degrigation, and just the skum of this earth. I’m done, I HATE MEN!!!!

This post was submitted by riddler.

I have never had what could be called ‘luck’ in romance. All the memories I have of things having to do with relationships and such are painful ones, even those dating back to the grade school days. I never had the experience of having your crush like you back, or of holding a boy’s hand, or even of a first kiss. Now, I suppose that some would say that being only 18 gives me a very good probability of experiencing some of these things soon. However, I have come to the conclusion over the past few days that I have officially lost all and any faith I once had for these creatures called men. I am what most would call pretty, maybe even beautiful, and I am young yet I feel as though I’ve been dealt a very shitty hand. I was raised by good people who instilled in me a sense of morality and taught me how to behave like a young lady should, but I have found out the hard way that being ‘proper’ and presentable is not what attracts men these days. No, they want what is easy and accessible; why invest time and effort into a relationship when you get your nut without having to be in one? Why would you respect and treat a woman nicely when that is not at all necessary in order to get in her pants? We live in a world where everything is about instant gratification, where things like marriage are obsolete. We live in a world of casual and loveless sex. However, not just because the general population believes that marriage and waiting for love until sex are outdated ideas, means that everyone shares the same point of view. Maybe some of us still hold marriage to be something sacred and valuable. Maybe some of us don’t just want quick and sticky sexual encounters but the whole shebang: love, intimacy, and then sex. Maybe, just maybe, some of us are still saving ourselves for the right person to come along. But you know what? I think that ‘right person’ might not exist, he died along with all my hope of someday finding true love. I suppose it is the most recent event in my non-existant love life that shattered all of my hopes: I met a boy. Yes, I did meet a boy, a seemingly good potential candidate. Everything was fine at the beginning, he seemed smart and pleasant. He came to see me a couple times and all we did was talk, then he just disappeared; he would not pick up the phone or anything. And one day, after some weeks of no contact, I happen to run into him and he literally takes off running. To this day, I have no idea what happened to make him act that way when everything was going so well. That was when I was 16; when I was 17 I met another boy. It was by chance and he was the first to come onto me, but I was shy and didn’t really respond. I did flirt back though, later on, and the attraction seemed mutual. Since I didn’t really have time to express my interest in him, I left him a note saying that I would love to kinda get to know him better and that he should not be afraid to give me a ring sometime. I left him my phone number, email address, and all my contact information. I never got so much as a text. I actually worked up the courage to leave this guy a note and didn’t even recieve a pity email or something telling me that he just wan’t interested. I waited for days by the phone and never heard from him again, much like the first one. I was heart broken by that point and convinced that I was cursed or something, and then the completely unexpected happened: I met someone. He seemed amazing: smart, witty, attractive, basically the whole package. We shared a good couple of days together and then he told me he had to leave because he had recieved orders for Japan (he’s military); he would be gone for seven months. I told him that I really enjoyed talking to him and that we would stay in touch. We did keep in touch, within a few days of arriving at his station, he added me on a very popular social networking site (I think it’s pretty obvious). I was somewhat surprised since I did not even know he had one of those, but I was happy that we had another method of communication. So once I confirmed then I began to look around his page, and what do I find? A comment on one of his recent pictures by a woman who curiously shares his last name…I decide to investigate further and click on her profile. As could be predicted, this very young woman is indeed his wife, and she has just given birth to their first child. Needless to say, I was shocked, here was this seemingly charming and smart young serviceman who seemed very interested in pursuing a relationship with me, oh but what’s this? Yeah, he has a very young wife and child back home, in the same damn city as the one I live in. He had not once mentioned that he had any children or a wife or anything, it was only upon some careful questioning on my part that he admitted to having a young child. However, in regards to the mother, he stated that she had forced him to marry her because she got pregnant and tricked him and took all his money and that he had just filed for a divorce because he could never bring himself to be with a woman like her. Mind you, they had been married only two months ago, and at the same time he was trying to feed me these lies, he was posting on her page about how much he missed her and hated beign away from her for such a long time. So not only was he trying to line up someone to cheat on her with when he got back to the States, but he was also saying horrible and untrue things about her behind her back to other girls. How much of a dog can you be? I mean honestly, how low down and dirty can you get? This so called ‘man’ that I had the unfortunate luck of encountering is nothing more than scum in my book. He was not only cheating on the mother of his children but also trash talking about her with pretty strangers. He does not deserve to be considered a man, he does not deserve to have children, and he definately doesn’t deserve to have a completely clueless and loving wife waiting for him back home. That’s the part that really got me, that this poor girl was completely clueless to her husband’s dirty deeds and was genuinely and faithfully awaiting his return; she had no idea. After this event was when I came to the conclusion that I have lost all faith in men. I have discovered that most men will do you wrong, I have proof of that: not only was I ridiculed by boys until I grew up and got ‘pretty’ but I have observed first-hand how men can act like dogs. Dogs that will turn around and hump anything that moves with complete disregard for ‘stupid’ things like marriage and fidelity. They are scum: liars, cheaters, and most of all bastards. I used to be attracted to the strapping young servicemen and now I see them and only feel disgust. I am disgusted by the male way of being. I hate them for cheating on their wives and abandoning their children, I hate them for their inability to control their need to hump everything that moves, and most of all I hate them for their stupidity and complete disregard of our feelings. They don’t and will never know or understand how much a woman can love a man, how you can love them so much it hurts and with complete disregard for yourself. They don’t feel like we do, they are not programed to feel with such intensity and because their small brain cannot comprehend emotion, they only care about who’s going to get them off next. And that, right there, is the reason I absolutely and totally hate men.

This post was submitted by MsAmy.

I have been dating for a long time and I really have had some good times I can’t complain. I think its because I never stick around long enough for the bad times. The other day my bestfriend tells me her husband has been cheating on her and has put her and their kids out of their house and is moving his new girlfriend in. Over the years I have heard tons of stories like this and worse. I know it has effected me in some way because the minute a guy get close I push them away. I keep wondering what you have to put up with to maintain a relationship. I have seen friends and family put up with all kinds of drama like cheating, getting someone else pregnant or just being taken for granted. I know the tpye of person I am I could never put up with that. I really don’t want to end up being another angry woman but the future seems grim. I have built up such high walls even if the guy was the right guy right now he couldn’t get through. My bestfriends husband always seemed to be in love with her, I just wonder how can you really tell or is it all a trick. All I know is that if i hear another story I am going to lose the little hope that I have and just continue to be the serial monogamous that I have been being.
Signing off Not trying to become a angry woman.

This post was submitted by morethan.