Due to recent comments about how the Amway cult continues to destroy lives its time to repost an older post.
I started writing Married To An Ambot as kind of a healing process for me to curse out my former upline and get the word out about what happens at Amway meetings and the upline abuse along with the help of a few bananas who are also pissed off that Amway fucked with our lives. Our hope is to reach out to other women who are in similar situations or were at one time. Our stories might have some differences but they are the same. I was involved with upline who to this day are truly horrible, evil troublemakers. If I help other women get their husbands/boyfriends out of Amway and away from their destructive upline, then writing this blog is all worth it.
Usually it is our husbands who are approached by a friend who tells them about an amazing business opportunity. A home based business where they work 10 to 15 hours a week and can earn an extra $800 a month or more (!) by selling Amway products and signing up other IBO’s who will also purchase Amway products and sign up others to do the same, and so on and so on. At first the wife might be sceptical. You know the old phrase about how if it sounds too good to be true it probably is. The numbers look good on paper but in actuality it doesn’t seem believable that this can this be pulled off. The old saying about if it was really this easy then everyone would be doing it and making money comes to mind.
When our husbands get excited about something we want to be supportive. It doesn’t take long before we stop being supportive and end up getting more and more pissed off. Husband is sneaking around like he has a mistress on the side. And sure enough he does. A mistress called Amway. He’s out of the house for endless hours attending Amway meetings sneaking back in the house in the early morning hours after we’ve gone to sleep. He’s spending money like crazy on his mistress. Money he doesn’t have so he uses a line of credit, home equity loan, or credit cards. You know when he whips out the plastic he pretends he’s not really paying for it. After all it is a pretend business. That is until the bills roll in and then paying back real money you owe is not so pretend any more.
After awhile the wife has had enough. She never sees her husband and their bank account is diminishing while their debt is going through the roof. “Choose your mistress or choose me.” Fortunately most men come to their senses and realize for all their hard work, time, and effort they are not getting the money back that was dangled in front of them when they were first looking into this “exciting business opportunity” and they stop going to Amway meetings and throwing away their money.
That’s the short version of every wife’s horror tale about their husband’s Amway mistress.
I was lucky that my Ambot came to his senses. This was because he’d had enough of the upline’s abuse and his realization that the promised money just was not there. He left his Amway mistress. All the people who promised to be his good friends forever and ever abandoned him. That might have been the hardest thing. He actually liked these people and thought they liked him. Wrong. They only liked his money because he was helping make their dreams come true.