In b4 fedora neckbeard accusations, go to bold to skip context/history, tl;dr at bottom.

I'm a regular poster (not endorsed or with points, but posting with alternate account as to maintain a degree of privacy). So, I discovered red pill because someone directed me to this sub and things made sense, the reformed incel and michael story were the pieces of RP literature that struck me the most, then IllimitableMan gave me the coup de grâce with his Antibiotic nuke which he posted right when I began lurking.

I was the king of the friend zone, if the friend zone ever became a sovereign nation, its inhabitants would call me "Dear Leader". In a space of 7 years, I received 5 times in a row the same words: "You are too good". Two times it was girlfriends who used it to dump me and proceeded to date another guy within a week and three it was women that I became acquainted with, went on several dates, listened to everything they said, always moved mountains and stars when they needed a favor, but I fell short to properly convey my intention because I didn't know better, my sexual strategy was BP textbook always caring about respecting and prioritizing that the girl had a good time.

I didn't know what was wrong with me, people around me kept telling me I was amazing the way I was, to not change, that women eventually fall for guys like me when they mature and realize they are wasting their time with the bad boys. This just ended in me not acknowledging anything that needed to be changed about me, because I was perfect the way I was, yet the disparity with reality and feeling like a loser drove me to feel suicidal with my last oneitis, who was someone who became very very close to me and discarded me. I underwent therapy beyond conventional psychology which involved some serious pseudoscience but worked wonders,why not psychology because I felt it would only help me deal with it and accept it and wouldn't change anything, I didn't want to accept and live with being a loser, I didn't want to be a loser anymore! TRP was the nail that hit the coffin on my depression and complimented my treatment.

I fell hard for my oneitis in this story, this happened about 3 years ago, she is gorgeous even without makeup on, she's a hard working and honest person and always thrives to do good to others, but hypergamy is there, like with all women, and BP me was just not attractive to her when I confessed though her words were "You're too noble". We had on and off moments that would span months to a year when, after being made aware of my feelings, she'd give me space then try to seek me because I was "such a good friend", she would dump on me all her emotional problems and I would distance myself because it hurt.

So today she tells me she'll be near my area and we make plans to meet. I wasn't the same person she last saw, I wasn't a yes-man complacent bitch anymore. Instead of worrying if she was having fun, if the restaurant I chose was up to her taste, asking her what her problems were, I made sure I was always having fun and enjoying myself, even if at her expense, I chose the restaurant despite her protesting she wanted to eat something else, when texting every :( smiley was met with a shit-eating ':)' grin, when she'd try to talk to me about her ex and her problems, I'd either laugh, agree and amplify or change the subject, for example she mentioned a couple guys who were pursuing her, one of them was trying to get her a dog to win her over, the other she told me asked her for permission to steal a kiss from her and I'd do the above. I don't know if this was a shit test, but I wasn't gonna have any of that and treated it like the most inconsequential shit.

Halfway through this 'friend's date' she protested that I had changed, wanted to know who I was associating myself with because I was considerably jerkier, "you're not like this, this is not you". I don't remember what I told her but this is where I started moving closer, it started with tucking some wild hairs behind her ear and caressing her hair a bit, small brushing on her shoulder when telling a joke. etc.

When we finished our meal, next thing was what was next, my old BP self would have suggested a walk in the park or to drive her back because it was getting late, actually I felt in this moment concern because of activities she had to do early morning and I didn't wanna take more of her time, I should respect her time. Wait, did you forget what sub you're in? Instead I went with "Why don't we go back to my place and have a beer?" and she accepted.

I'm nervous and thinking at this moment, am I gonna pussify like always? Just awkwardly sit next to her and wonder how to make the next move and end up with nothing happening? worrying made me break form and for an hour we just drank beer and talked while listening to music.

Ugh, no way, I said fuck it, and gave a kiss to her forehead and cheeks while continuing the conversation. This wasn't new, I used to kiss her cheek and forehead back when I was friend zoned and she took it as a friends kiss/gesture. So I'm like that's weak, come on, I was already close enough to her, so I leaned forward and went for the kiss. It was a pretty short kiss, she did kiss back but then leaned back, looking shocked and asked me why did I do that to her? I told her because I felt like it. More ensued after that, but I'm not an erotica writer.

I just wanted to share my story with you guys. The thing is, that I don't care what happens from here on, if she decides to continue as we are or if she pulls the "can't do this after all, we're friends" or "just broke up last month with my bf" excuses. If you try to do the RP because you think it will get you the girl you been in love with all this time, think again. It won't. Not without some serious transformation and before you realize it, you won't care about her anymore. You won't even think about giving the world to this girl. You'll be too occupied giving the world to yourself.

tl;dr women friend zoned me hard, I didn't understand why, TRP showed me why it was my fault, follow TRP, stop being nice to women, take control of attraction and sex life, do unthinkable with girl I once was in love with.

No women and/or feminists were harmed, abused or oppressed in the making of this testimony.