Due to comments about how the Amway cult continues to
destroy lives its time to bring back this 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 motherfucking troublemakers. If we can 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.
Being in Amway is indeed like having a secret mistress on the side.
ReplyDeleteThere is one big difference. At least with a mistress you're getting laid. You don't get anything from Amway except grief.
LOL Anonymous. A person can spend money on a mistress and be happy or spend money on ScAmway and be angry all the time.
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