Technically, this happened sometime around 2008, so it was before #MeToo was a part of the common tongue, but the principle still applies.
This should be around the start of 10th Grade, so timeline wise, we’re after the Only Dating For Status story.
Maybe the Full Moon was out early that day, but a few of the boys in my class were particularly rabid for sexual contact, and the girls they were entertaining were receptive to it, as best as they could be without giving themselves away.
This happened over ten years ago, so I’m not sure if the girls instigated or reciprocated at all, but what happens next is why my memory is skewed against the boys.
My teacher (female) decided to report the boys for sexual harassment.
I will agree that the behavior was certainly disruptive, but the reporting was controversial because the girls did not consent to have it sent on their behalf, and because of this, I don’t believe the boys were left with any serious consequences.
Nevertheless, even though I was only an observer to this party, the whole ordeal affected my behavior moving forward.
I was already a reserved and introverted kid anyway, but now I felt compelled to actively suppress my sexuality, knowing that I could be reported by a third party for showing too much overt sexual interest at any time, even if the girl receiving this attention wasn’t opposed to it.
I won’t say this was the exact reason I went “MGTOW” though, because later that year I joined an academic program that completely ate up all my time, and that naturally led me to Monk Mode-ing through high school.
The fruits of my efforts were apparent during my senior year, when all my Monk Mode efforts awarded me Valedictorian. But in return, my MGTOW movements trying to avoid getting #MeToo’d hurt my social status.
It was actually an administrator (also female) that suspected I was gay because all of my other friends spent a lot of time messing around with the girls while I avoided that behavior.
I just took a pause right now after writing that, to really let the dysfunctional nature behind her comments sink in, and remembering how confused I was as a kid about the appropriate way to interact with females. I can’t imagine what it’s like for teenagers today growing up in the #MeToo era.
I don’t regret missing out on the action in High School. I’m quite proud of what I was able to accomplish when I fully committed to my studies and reduced my social life. And I was clearly ahead of my time if we compare to the dating climate now, so that gives me confidence that I would have always gone MGTOW, no matter what parallel paths I would have taken.
It’s reminiscent of a speech Rick Grimes gave in The Walking Dead, when he explained his survival experience and law-man background allows him to see threats before they happen.
I hope to do another school story that will be a compilation of all the tiny red pill moments that clued me in on female (and Blue Pill Simp) nature along the way. Will be fun.
See you on the Far Side… – Monk Moon Base
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