So my gf broke up with me a couple weeks ago, and I was devastated, for about a day. Then I remembered that she is just another woman, and I realized I brought way more value to her life than she did mine. I could recognize where I went wrong, and I know I won't fuck up with other girls the way I did with her.

So let's start with how I messed up.

I got fat and lazy, put on about 20 lbs of "relationship weight" over the year we were together. I was comfortable with her, so I didn't care. I'd skip the gym to spend time with her, and she liked eating out way more than I ever do on my own so I was going out and dropping money on 1200 calorie meals like 3 times a week.

I also started to care way too much: about how she felt, the things she'd do that frustrated me, and every other bit of our relationship. I would text her all the time, complain when she was flaky or late, and generally bitch and moan far too often about shit that shouldn't bother a red pill man. I was losing frame far too often, and her attraction steadily declined until she broke it off.

Now let's talk about what I did after the break up. I cried, for about a day. I was heart broken, or so I thought. I quickly realized I was giving way more value to the relationship than she had. I made more money, had more friends, planned all the fun times, and made her cum her brains out way more than she ever blew me away in bed. There was not a thing I got from her I don't have myself, except a warm moist hole to stick my dick in, which are everywhere.

Then I looked in the mirror and almost threw up looking at the ponch that had steadily grown around my waist. I hit the gym the day after we broke up, and I haven't missed a non rest day since. I am already down 5 lbs and will be back to my lean mean self in no time.

Then I started hitting on women, all of them. I used to go to the bar with my buddies and be the one scouting/winging for my friends. Now I'm the guy diving in head first and talking/flirting up anything with tits. I have had moderate success getting 6/7s, but with the fat ass I've become that is to be expected. I am not mad that 9 doesn't want to give me her number and bang, because I realize her SMV is higher than mine, for now. As I get leaner and back into practice, I'll be hitting hotter and hotter chicks by the week.

I have also used every bit of my free time that I used to waste on my gf doing things I love to do and missed doing: going to baseball games, playing sports, biking, hanging with friends, taking trips to nearby cities to see friends that moved away, and whatever else strikes me at that moment.

In short, I got back to improving myself and living the life I WANT to live. I know I am generally a cold hearted person, and not all guys can get over a break up in a day or a week, but if that shit is starting to take a month, you need to man the fuck up. Blubbering and feeling sorry for yourself does nobody a damn bit of good. Stop being a little bitch, and get out there and do something about it.

I will remember the lessons I learned from this relationship:

  1. always stay in shape, never get comfortable.

  2. no matter how attracted or "hooked" you think you have a woman, she can lose that attraction if you stop being a man.

  3. always stay in shape, never get comfortable.

  4. live the life you want to live, and if a woman wants to be a part of it, lucky her. Do not change your life to accommodate women.

  5. stay in shape, never get comfortable.

I hope this helps, coming from a reformed blue piller. I used red pill ways to get and keep a sexy girlfriend for a year, and reverting to my blue pill ways sent her running for the hills. I am never letting that shit happen again.