The process of Denial-Bargaining-Anger-Depression-Acceptance took me about 3 years to fully cycle for the first time. Only recently did I taste acceptance for the very first time after spending a lot of time alone and gaining perspective. The process of becoming a man requires a strong sense of self mastery and I'm closer to it than I've ever been. People are noticing and mentioning it to me. The girl I'm plowing now is worshiping the ground I walk on as we speak. I'm game aware, she knows it and I've never seen a vagina so wet after knowing a girl for 14 days.
But it seems like for the newly reformed red pill man that temporary relapses in these 5 stages of grief will happen occasionally as life throws a kind of mega **** test all at once. Today, the BPD ex reared her ugly head in the form of text message. Classic recognizable bait, but because of the dark and depressing ego investment she represents during my blue pill days, just a meager attempt over the phone causes a pain that I am impervious to with all other female. In addition, learning that your weak, alcoholic father is relapsing with his pathetic addiction after getting clean for 40 days ALL thanks to you - reminds you that beta and laziness runs through your veins and is a harsh lesson in self reliance.
Finally, I put in my wage-slave duties at a different store in poor neighborhood today where THREE pathetic beggars asked for money in less than 30 minutes of time walking outside and trying to enjoy the nice day in peace. And watching a beautifully polished beta prance around with swag, shake customers hands and then take it in the ass on a conference call from his boss and then whine to you later is enough to disgust even the most zen of alphas.
Tomorrow my buddy and I are escaping the matrix and going upstate for 2 days for some backpacking and whitewater rafting, but I haven't been this under the weather in months.
A little motivation men?
But it seems like for the newly reformed red pill man that temporary relapses in these 5 stages of grief will happen occasionally as life throws a kind of mega **** test all at once. Today, the BPD ex reared her ugly head in the form of text message. Classic recognizable bait, but because of the dark and depressing ego investment she represents during my blue pill days, just a meager attempt over the phone causes a pain that I am impervious to with all other female. In addition, learning that your weak, alcoholic father is relapsing with his pathetic addiction after getting clean for 40 days ALL thanks to you - reminds you that beta and laziness runs through your veins and is a harsh lesson in self reliance.
Finally, I put in my wage-slave duties at a different store in poor neighborhood today where THREE pathetic beggars asked for money in less than 30 minutes of time walking outside and trying to enjoy the nice day in peace. And watching a beautifully polished beta prance around with swag, shake customers hands and then take it in the ass on a conference call from his boss and then whine to you later is enough to disgust even the most zen of alphas.
Tomorrow my buddy and I are escaping the matrix and going upstate for 2 days for some backpacking and whitewater rafting, but I haven't been this under the weather in months.
A little motivation men?
