Samuelx
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I have a problem. On August 17, 2003, my sister Anne attacked me with a knife. She was angry. I took it away from her, brought her before the rest of the family and told them what she had done. They believed her over me. I hated them all at this point. I took off. When I came back, I did research on my computer about violent females and their male victims. In doing so, I became aware of the fact that many violent women in America hurt men and the Justice System does nothing about it thanks to radical feminist politics. My family pissed me off but
Unfortunately, I still needed them. I came from to USA from the Caribbean in 1999 on a visa. I was 14 at the time. I have been here since. I have gone through high school here. I just finished my second year of college.
I developed a severe dislike of feminists, especially those who seemed really against men. I respected women and had nothing against women's rights but most feminists seemed to hate men and that made me dislike them. I stopped pursuing women and became obsessed with the justice system and its anti-male bias. I learned so many things. Divorce Courts
were biased against men and fathers. Bad mothers took away the kids and got all the money. Men who were falsely accused of rape by vindictive women were locked up. Even when it was proven that the women had lied, they faced no jail term. Judges basically let female criminals get away because they didn't want to offend their feminist
masters.
I became angry at these things. I continued my research. Eventually,
I discovered a small but growing network of men who were fighting for the rights of male victims of domestic violence. They called themselves
S.A.F.E. I also discovered the DAHM or Domestic Abuse Helpline For Men. I liked the work that these people did for men and decided to help them. I made thousands of flyers with information aimed at helping male victims of domestic violence and passed them around my city and everywhere I went.
I met a lot of people. Men and women who had seen their male friends
and relatives get abused by women and felt helpless when female abusers got away. I learned to get over my homophobia to help Gay males who are abused by other males in their relationships. I also respected lesbians who were hurt by their female partners. I discovered
that all humans needed help when it came to domestic violence.
That did not stop me from hating cops, judges, prosecutors and feminists because they hurt decent men by enforcing anti-male laws.
I don't think your gender should determine whether or not the state or the police helps you in your time of need. I vowed to never stop fighting.
I started college at age 18. I was learning Computer Science because my parents wanted me to. I really wanted Criminal Justice. I was a real confused dude. Around that time, I discovered that I was bicurious. I had some curisoity about sex and love with both men and
women. I met a cute tomboy named Lauren from Plymouth, MA. We became friends. She was so cool. I was strongly attracted to her. She was a hot girl. Also, she was a strong person. She could fix cars. She
could also play tackle football. Unfortunately, she had a man. I also
felt a certain attraction to Karl, my longtime best friend. I never acted on it.
I did some sexual/romantic experimenting. I met a guy named Marlon and he became my first gay dude. We went to bed and everything. It
was cool. I also experimented with a hot Spanish girl named Emily. There was also Merrill, a sexy black BBW. Hmm. There was also Joan,
an Asian girl. I did my share of experimentation. Unfortunately, the incident with my violent sister still haunted me. I feared that any woman I let get close to me would eventually betray me. I didn't let anyone get
too close. There was also a guy named Darren in my life. He was cool.
I didn't let the men get too close to me either. That was okay with them since most of them only wanted sex.
My family got really suspicious of me. Once, they asked me outright if I was gay. I said no. I'm really bisexual.....lol. (I didn't tell them that).
The family had some financial and emotional difficulties. I stayed away from it all. I no longer trusted my family. The men and women in my family
were all backstabbers and betrayers in my opinion. The women were also far worse than the men. I didn't care about any of them.
I'm a basically decent guy. I can't stand liars and I never forgive them but I'm an okay guy. My uncle applied for the immigration department to give me my legal papers. I'm still waiting. My family wants me to marry some girl and get my US Citizenship that way. I don't want to.
It wouldn't be fair to the girl. It wouldn't be fair to me. It wouldn't be right before God. I still believed in God and decency. Still, I am getting desperate.
I'm 20 years old and I will have a Bachelor's Degree soon in the future. I don't have a social security number so companies won't hire me. I'm a bisexual man looking for love but no man or woman will ever accept me just as I am and love me. They're gonna try to betray me.
They always do. I once dreamed of meeting a nice lady, fall in love,
get married and raise children. NOT gonna happen. I also used to dream of meeting a nice man, get married and adopt kids. NOT gonna happen.
No one can accept me. I still try to be decent. I still donate to the poor. I volunteer as often as I can. Unfortunately, decent men don't get appreciated in this universe.
What should I do ?
Unfortunately, I still needed them. I came from to USA from the Caribbean in 1999 on a visa. I was 14 at the time. I have been here since. I have gone through high school here. I just finished my second year of college.
I developed a severe dislike of feminists, especially those who seemed really against men. I respected women and had nothing against women's rights but most feminists seemed to hate men and that made me dislike them. I stopped pursuing women and became obsessed with the justice system and its anti-male bias. I learned so many things. Divorce Courts
were biased against men and fathers. Bad mothers took away the kids and got all the money. Men who were falsely accused of rape by vindictive women were locked up. Even when it was proven that the women had lied, they faced no jail term. Judges basically let female criminals get away because they didn't want to offend their feminist
masters.
I became angry at these things. I continued my research. Eventually,
I discovered a small but growing network of men who were fighting for the rights of male victims of domestic violence. They called themselves
S.A.F.E. I also discovered the DAHM or Domestic Abuse Helpline For Men. I liked the work that these people did for men and decided to help them. I made thousands of flyers with information aimed at helping male victims of domestic violence and passed them around my city and everywhere I went.
I met a lot of people. Men and women who had seen their male friends
and relatives get abused by women and felt helpless when female abusers got away. I learned to get over my homophobia to help Gay males who are abused by other males in their relationships. I also respected lesbians who were hurt by their female partners. I discovered
that all humans needed help when it came to domestic violence.
That did not stop me from hating cops, judges, prosecutors and feminists because they hurt decent men by enforcing anti-male laws.
I don't think your gender should determine whether or not the state or the police helps you in your time of need. I vowed to never stop fighting.
I started college at age 18. I was learning Computer Science because my parents wanted me to. I really wanted Criminal Justice. I was a real confused dude. Around that time, I discovered that I was bicurious. I had some curisoity about sex and love with both men and
women. I met a cute tomboy named Lauren from Plymouth, MA. We became friends. She was so cool. I was strongly attracted to her. She was a hot girl. Also, she was a strong person. She could fix cars. She
could also play tackle football. Unfortunately, she had a man. I also
felt a certain attraction to Karl, my longtime best friend. I never acted on it.
I did some sexual/romantic experimenting. I met a guy named Marlon and he became my first gay dude. We went to bed and everything. It
was cool. I also experimented with a hot Spanish girl named Emily. There was also Merrill, a sexy black BBW. Hmm. There was also Joan,
an Asian girl. I did my share of experimentation. Unfortunately, the incident with my violent sister still haunted me. I feared that any woman I let get close to me would eventually betray me. I didn't let anyone get
too close. There was also a guy named Darren in my life. He was cool.
I didn't let the men get too close to me either. That was okay with them since most of them only wanted sex.
My family got really suspicious of me. Once, they asked me outright if I was gay. I said no. I'm really bisexual.....lol. (I didn't tell them that).
The family had some financial and emotional difficulties. I stayed away from it all. I no longer trusted my family. The men and women in my family
were all backstabbers and betrayers in my opinion. The women were also far worse than the men. I didn't care about any of them.
I'm a basically decent guy. I can't stand liars and I never forgive them but I'm an okay guy. My uncle applied for the immigration department to give me my legal papers. I'm still waiting. My family wants me to marry some girl and get my US Citizenship that way. I don't want to.
It wouldn't be fair to the girl. It wouldn't be fair to me. It wouldn't be right before God. I still believed in God and decency. Still, I am getting desperate.
I'm 20 years old and I will have a Bachelor's Degree soon in the future. I don't have a social security number so companies won't hire me. I'm a bisexual man looking for love but no man or woman will ever accept me just as I am and love me. They're gonna try to betray me.
They always do. I once dreamed of meeting a nice lady, fall in love,
get married and raise children. NOT gonna happen. I also used to dream of meeting a nice man, get married and adopt kids. NOT gonna happen.
No one can accept me. I still try to be decent. I still donate to the poor. I volunteer as often as I can. Unfortunately, decent men don't get appreciated in this universe.
What should I do ?