TheAsianLoverReturns
Senior Don Juan
- Joined
- Aug 21, 2010
- Messages
- 267
- Reaction score
- 8
What a relief! I was normal, there wasn’t anything wrong with me. An attractive women slept with me of her own free will and I did not have to pay her. The hotel liaisons continued, I discovered the disadvantage of sleeping with a client. You have to see the girl twice a week no matter what, she’s a client. I was happy with just the sex, I didn’t want anything more. She pressured me into a relationship, because I had to see her on a regular basis, I caved in. So began the roller coaster of love and hate.
As I got to know her, she told me about all the bad **** that happened to her, the horribly abusive childhood, being raped at 18, the abusive boyfriends. I thought… oh ****, I’m with a crazy *****. I was right, she even tried to manipulate me into killing her ex-husband. A dangerous woman indeed. Later, after talking to one of my clients who worked as a clinical psychologist, my suspicions about her was confirmed. I was dealing with a borderline. How the **** does a former virgin with no experience with women deal with someone that has a borderline personality disorder? I was outgunned and outmatched. The facade of the perfect woman faded away after a month. The only reason the relationship lasted as long as it did was because my naturally aloof personality triggered her abandonment complex. Every time I broke up with her, she sucked me back in. I was too weak to stay away.
Eventually it ended for good.
My grandmother passed away. She was one of the few people in my life that was truly kind to me. I took it hard, my sister called me to let me know she was slipping away. I missed my chance to be with my grandma before she went, because I was dealing with so much bull**** from my broken relationship. She died. I cried, it was the only time I did as an adult .
My ex girlfriend took advantage of my vulnerability and wanted to meet. She told me that she was pregnant. I knew it was just another lie, another strand in her never-ending webs of deceit. The possibility of her getting pregnant with an IUD was close to zero. I told her that I would never settle down with her. I wanted to sleep with lots of women and maybe, just maybe… I would settle down in my 40s. I told her the truth.
Immediately her face shifted, there was no more game to be played. I was of no more use to her. She told me that she wasn’t pregnant anymore. My eyes bulged in disbelief, “How can you be pregnant, then not be pregnant right in front of me!” Lies and more lies. We parted.
That should have been the end of our story. I was such an inexperienced fool, I had to learn this lesson the hard way. When a man is with one woman and only one woman, he develops an intense chemical addiction to her. Because of my ex girlfriend’s borderline personality disorder, this magnified into an emotional addiction. I became addicted to the highs and lows. I lasted 2 weeks. Then I broke and called her. I did my best to get back with her, we made plans to go out. She canceled on me at the last minute. She was toying with me, like a cat with a mouse. She brought her new 6’3 boyfriend to the gym where how I worked. Just to make me jealous… Every one of my coworkers saw what was going on, they felt sorry for me. I did a lot of cardio during that time period, anything to stop my mind. Sleep evaded me. My jet black hair turned gray at the sides.
Even she felt sorry for me and wrote me a pity text. How humiliating…
Bad things happen in threes. I got fired. Now I had to build a business from scratch with no business experience. I focused my energy on business. I did not contact her again.
I vowed never to let a woman do that to me again. I would become reborn like The Phoenix. I would become a player of women. I downloaded the archives of all of the teachers in the game. Several stood out to me: Player Supreme and Franco. I knew the stupid PUA crap didn’t work, I wanted to learn real game. I bought Franco’s book. It was full of information, a goldmine. I was reluctant to cough up 5 dollars a month for an internet forum, but I needed to change. I signed up for the zenmack forum.
As I got to know her, she told me about all the bad **** that happened to her, the horribly abusive childhood, being raped at 18, the abusive boyfriends. I thought… oh ****, I’m with a crazy *****. I was right, she even tried to manipulate me into killing her ex-husband. A dangerous woman indeed. Later, after talking to one of my clients who worked as a clinical psychologist, my suspicions about her was confirmed. I was dealing with a borderline. How the **** does a former virgin with no experience with women deal with someone that has a borderline personality disorder? I was outgunned and outmatched. The facade of the perfect woman faded away after a month. The only reason the relationship lasted as long as it did was because my naturally aloof personality triggered her abandonment complex. Every time I broke up with her, she sucked me back in. I was too weak to stay away.
Eventually it ended for good.
My grandmother passed away. She was one of the few people in my life that was truly kind to me. I took it hard, my sister called me to let me know she was slipping away. I missed my chance to be with my grandma before she went, because I was dealing with so much bull**** from my broken relationship. She died. I cried, it was the only time I did as an adult .
My ex girlfriend took advantage of my vulnerability and wanted to meet. She told me that she was pregnant. I knew it was just another lie, another strand in her never-ending webs of deceit. The possibility of her getting pregnant with an IUD was close to zero. I told her that I would never settle down with her. I wanted to sleep with lots of women and maybe, just maybe… I would settle down in my 40s. I told her the truth.
Immediately her face shifted, there was no more game to be played. I was of no more use to her. She told me that she wasn’t pregnant anymore. My eyes bulged in disbelief, “How can you be pregnant, then not be pregnant right in front of me!” Lies and more lies. We parted.
That should have been the end of our story. I was such an inexperienced fool, I had to learn this lesson the hard way. When a man is with one woman and only one woman, he develops an intense chemical addiction to her. Because of my ex girlfriend’s borderline personality disorder, this magnified into an emotional addiction. I became addicted to the highs and lows. I lasted 2 weeks. Then I broke and called her. I did my best to get back with her, we made plans to go out. She canceled on me at the last minute. She was toying with me, like a cat with a mouse. She brought her new 6’3 boyfriend to the gym where how I worked. Just to make me jealous… Every one of my coworkers saw what was going on, they felt sorry for me. I did a lot of cardio during that time period, anything to stop my mind. Sleep evaded me. My jet black hair turned gray at the sides.
Even she felt sorry for me and wrote me a pity text. How humiliating…
Bad things happen in threes. I got fired. Now I had to build a business from scratch with no business experience. I focused my energy on business. I did not contact her again.
I vowed never to let a woman do that to me again. I would become reborn like The Phoenix. I would become a player of women. I downloaded the archives of all of the teachers in the game. Several stood out to me: Player Supreme and Franco. I knew the stupid PUA crap didn’t work, I wanted to learn real game. I bought Franco’s book. It was full of information, a goldmine. I was reluctant to cough up 5 dollars a month for an internet forum, but I needed to change. I signed up for the zenmack forum.