Sup gents,
Haven’t posted in a while as the days have been pretty demanding. The reason for this post is to vent a bit. This is the only group I will ever vent to about red pill sh!t, so deal with it.
Our mantra here is to better ourselves, and by virtue of this, life gets better, our confidence goes up, and we attract women (and others) into our world. We call our own shots, live on our terms, and put our value systems before all else.
I’ve always believed that when life is going badly, it’s easy to start hating the world. Envy ramps up because it’s easier to point fingers than to look at the real problem. When I was at my lowest point to date, I hated people who had it better and convinced myself I had to work 10 times harder for the same results others had. While this may have been true to a small extent, it was pretty far from a universal reality.
It was downright refusal on my part to own up to the fact that I had to work harder, and do better, or remain bitter. My insecurities and disappointments with myself were projected onto the external world, and it made me impossible to be around. As my life improved, I started making more money, started a business and grew up, my outlook on the world changed accordingly. Odd how that works. I guess the old saying “smile and the world smiles with you” is very true.
I’ve never really had trouble getting laid. My problem with women has been keeping them around for any length of time. Often, it seems that the better looking she is, the faster she bails. In my 20s, I pulled very attractive women, but after sex I would let my beta side mess it all up, she’d bail, and that was it. I’d become emotional and cling to some ideal image of romance that was never really based in reality, repulse the hell out of her, then I was back on the hunt being Mister Brokenhearted. Part of lacking a male role model growing up I guess. I was the dude in Rollo’s blog posts to a T.
I repeated this process often until red pill reality finally sunk in and the light went on that because of my messed up impression about society and women, I was making horrible relational choices that I still battle today. Now in my 30’s, maturity, money and independence is a part of the picture. I’m in a better position now than ever to call my own shots with women and I’m my own boss. But the problem is that I’m angry and bitter, and anger is a huge turn off to women unless you’re dating a stripper, in which case it can work in your favor. Not only that, but anger kills, makes you depressed, and causes heart problems.
While I’m sexually attracted to women, I’m growing very resentful of what they are as people. I literally cannot see past their self-centeredness and arrogance. What’s bothersome is that I thought it would go away with improving my life…but it’s become worse if anything. Their tendencies and ruthlessness disgust me. I’m feeling a festering dislike that grows by the day and it’s perplexing me. On one hand I want to nail every decent looking woman I see, on the other hand I want to ridicule and belittle them. I’ve been working my a$$ of for years in the school of hard knocks, and now it’s finally paid off. But, I’m pissed. I’m pissed that all a woman has to do is keep her legs closed to other men, be thin, be respectful, be feminine, and she can have a great life rife with plush vacations, paid bills, a$$ ki$$ery, sex, kids, you name it. Hell, they get those perks WITHOUT any virtues. How is this a difficult job? Yet just about every woman I meet can’t even do that much. It’s pathetic. Finding a woman who isn’t carrying DNA remnants from 10 other dudes in her birth canal? You have a better chance at winning the lottery. Finding a woman who builds her man up in the public eye? Riiiiight. Finding a thin woman with a good attitude? Uh huh.
I’m angry that I’ve had to bust my a$$ daily for years just to get myself here, and it bothers me even more that when I was struggling in my late 20’s and early 30’s to get my income and career ramped up, women would turn their noses up as if I had nothing to offer. Now I’m doing better, and I get attention like I did when I was younger, probably more so now. Now it’s women in their 20’s, 30’s and 40’s and one today in her 50’s. Most men would be happy with this, but I’m bitter about it and it’s getting under my skin. It’s like where the F were all you ladies when life was tough? Oh yea, branch swinging and c0ck tasting in your “relationships”.
I’ve seen 3 women these past few weeks. It’s gone like this:
Woman 1: HB8.5 little Asian girl. Went out for coffee then to the beach. We were hitting it off great, then she said “if we get married, you’ll have to shave your beard”. I haven’t answered her calls for 3 weeks now.
Woman 2: Went out with a HB7 last week. All she did was mock her ex and make fun of the men we saw. I haven’t called her back, her attitude repulses me.
Woman 3: Went out with career girl Saturday night, ~HB7.5. All she did was talk about herself, her career, and well, herself. Then after coffee (and her taking pictures of coffee) we were on our way to the boardwalk and she says in a giddy voice, “you knooooow, if you don’t make at least $100k a year, this would never work!” followed with a “haha I’m completely kidding ”. I turned the car around, and told her thanks for the wonderful evening. She looked at me with that dumb “I was just kidding, what’s your problem” look. Although I break her salary barrier, I was about to lose it. Better to leave her back at her car than deal with her all night. I didn’t care that I was pissed off and she knew it. I wanted to rip her to shreds to be honest, but that goes against my code, and ironically she probably would have liked it and told all her craptastic friends about it on Facebook, and at work, and on Instagram, and on Twitter, and on Pinterest.
The thing is, the vaginas these women possess aren’t worth passing their tests. I just don’t care to anymore. As I get less bitter with life, I get more bitter with women, and I cannot seem to shake it. It's supposed to go the other way. Now most of you might say “What does it matter? Just pump and dump.” Truth is, these women didn’t/don't get me aroused.
It’s a common misconception that all a woman has to do is be attractive and that’s all the man could ever want. I would argue that chemistry AND looks have a ton to do with it. I’ve been with some women who were gorgeous with snotfaced attitudes, and fought to get it up. Then I’ve been with average women whom I was very drawn to and had marathon sex with multiple times a night. In all 3 of the above cases, the women were hb7-8.5, and I can’t get an erection thinking about any of them sitting on my face naked.
Maybe I’m a closet homo, who knows.
Thanks for listening. Looking forward to this bitterness fading soon, or that someone can possibly offer some ways to just see past the BS and take what you want. I just can’t seem to respect women these days.
Haven’t posted in a while as the days have been pretty demanding. The reason for this post is to vent a bit. This is the only group I will ever vent to about red pill sh!t, so deal with it.
Our mantra here is to better ourselves, and by virtue of this, life gets better, our confidence goes up, and we attract women (and others) into our world. We call our own shots, live on our terms, and put our value systems before all else.
I’ve always believed that when life is going badly, it’s easy to start hating the world. Envy ramps up because it’s easier to point fingers than to look at the real problem. When I was at my lowest point to date, I hated people who had it better and convinced myself I had to work 10 times harder for the same results others had. While this may have been true to a small extent, it was pretty far from a universal reality.
It was downright refusal on my part to own up to the fact that I had to work harder, and do better, or remain bitter. My insecurities and disappointments with myself were projected onto the external world, and it made me impossible to be around. As my life improved, I started making more money, started a business and grew up, my outlook on the world changed accordingly. Odd how that works. I guess the old saying “smile and the world smiles with you” is very true.
I’ve never really had trouble getting laid. My problem with women has been keeping them around for any length of time. Often, it seems that the better looking she is, the faster she bails. In my 20s, I pulled very attractive women, but after sex I would let my beta side mess it all up, she’d bail, and that was it. I’d become emotional and cling to some ideal image of romance that was never really based in reality, repulse the hell out of her, then I was back on the hunt being Mister Brokenhearted. Part of lacking a male role model growing up I guess. I was the dude in Rollo’s blog posts to a T.
I repeated this process often until red pill reality finally sunk in and the light went on that because of my messed up impression about society and women, I was making horrible relational choices that I still battle today. Now in my 30’s, maturity, money and independence is a part of the picture. I’m in a better position now than ever to call my own shots with women and I’m my own boss. But the problem is that I’m angry and bitter, and anger is a huge turn off to women unless you’re dating a stripper, in which case it can work in your favor. Not only that, but anger kills, makes you depressed, and causes heart problems.
While I’m sexually attracted to women, I’m growing very resentful of what they are as people. I literally cannot see past their self-centeredness and arrogance. What’s bothersome is that I thought it would go away with improving my life…but it’s become worse if anything. Their tendencies and ruthlessness disgust me. I’m feeling a festering dislike that grows by the day and it’s perplexing me. On one hand I want to nail every decent looking woman I see, on the other hand I want to ridicule and belittle them. I’ve been working my a$$ of for years in the school of hard knocks, and now it’s finally paid off. But, I’m pissed. I’m pissed that all a woman has to do is keep her legs closed to other men, be thin, be respectful, be feminine, and she can have a great life rife with plush vacations, paid bills, a$$ ki$$ery, sex, kids, you name it. Hell, they get those perks WITHOUT any virtues. How is this a difficult job? Yet just about every woman I meet can’t even do that much. It’s pathetic. Finding a woman who isn’t carrying DNA remnants from 10 other dudes in her birth canal? You have a better chance at winning the lottery. Finding a woman who builds her man up in the public eye? Riiiiight. Finding a thin woman with a good attitude? Uh huh.
I’m angry that I’ve had to bust my a$$ daily for years just to get myself here, and it bothers me even more that when I was struggling in my late 20’s and early 30’s to get my income and career ramped up, women would turn their noses up as if I had nothing to offer. Now I’m doing better, and I get attention like I did when I was younger, probably more so now. Now it’s women in their 20’s, 30’s and 40’s and one today in her 50’s. Most men would be happy with this, but I’m bitter about it and it’s getting under my skin. It’s like where the F were all you ladies when life was tough? Oh yea, branch swinging and c0ck tasting in your “relationships”.
I’ve seen 3 women these past few weeks. It’s gone like this:
Woman 1: HB8.5 little Asian girl. Went out for coffee then to the beach. We were hitting it off great, then she said “if we get married, you’ll have to shave your beard”. I haven’t answered her calls for 3 weeks now.
Woman 2: Went out with a HB7 last week. All she did was mock her ex and make fun of the men we saw. I haven’t called her back, her attitude repulses me.
Woman 3: Went out with career girl Saturday night, ~HB7.5. All she did was talk about herself, her career, and well, herself. Then after coffee (and her taking pictures of coffee) we were on our way to the boardwalk and she says in a giddy voice, “you knooooow, if you don’t make at least $100k a year, this would never work!” followed with a “haha I’m completely kidding ”. I turned the car around, and told her thanks for the wonderful evening. She looked at me with that dumb “I was just kidding, what’s your problem” look. Although I break her salary barrier, I was about to lose it. Better to leave her back at her car than deal with her all night. I didn’t care that I was pissed off and she knew it. I wanted to rip her to shreds to be honest, but that goes against my code, and ironically she probably would have liked it and told all her craptastic friends about it on Facebook, and at work, and on Instagram, and on Twitter, and on Pinterest.
The thing is, the vaginas these women possess aren’t worth passing their tests. I just don’t care to anymore. As I get less bitter with life, I get more bitter with women, and I cannot seem to shake it. It's supposed to go the other way. Now most of you might say “What does it matter? Just pump and dump.” Truth is, these women didn’t/don't get me aroused.
It’s a common misconception that all a woman has to do is be attractive and that’s all the man could ever want. I would argue that chemistry AND looks have a ton to do with it. I’ve been with some women who were gorgeous with snotfaced attitudes, and fought to get it up. Then I’ve been with average women whom I was very drawn to and had marathon sex with multiple times a night. In all 3 of the above cases, the women were hb7-8.5, and I can’t get an erection thinking about any of them sitting on my face naked.
Maybe I’m a closet homo, who knows.
Thanks for listening. Looking forward to this bitterness fading soon, or that someone can possibly offer some ways to just see past the BS and take what you want. I just can’t seem to respect women these days.
