TL;DR - TRP works. Be strong, be dominant, be sexual, be fun and assertive. Don’t cave in for sex or for attention. Stay your course. You are the prize. Be honest in what you won’t do but don’t make it sound like you’re whining. Say no when you want to say no.

 

Been TRP and single for 5 months. In great shape and getting bigger, leaner. Have lots of interests and hobbies and consider myself very attractive to women. Resumed going out and dancing a month ago after ten years in a failed LTR. I get my ass grabbed, girls are pulling me from the dance floor to chat and touch me, got on 10 dates with 8 girls in the last 2 months. I am doing well.

 

I want to be a player. In the past I had approach anxiety and couldn't approach girls. Thanks to TRP I am getting better at it, and since I am more attractive I also get approached a lot. Life is good. Cue HB7 who dances with me in ways I forgot existed. We light up the clubs and get compliments and jealous looks all around. Grinding and grabbing and enjoying our sexiness like there's no tomorrow. I feel smitten, emotions surging. I feel like she's special. Maybe I don't need to date and meet so many girls. Maybe I could slow down and enjoy her company exclusively. Maybe I shouldn't move to that big city in two months like I've planned for half a year. Maybe... Maybe.... Woah. WTF is happening here? Hamstering big time.

 

After two dates of lascivious dancing and kissing and making out and hugging and touching and laughing, she texts me this Sunday morning to tell me she is looking for something serious. That she doesn't have sex with just anyone. That sex with her can take time (weeks/months). That she really likes me but she needs to know I am for real.

 

I am playing my saxophone at that time. It always makes me feel great and confident when I do. So I tell her straight up that it won't work. I am leaving town forever in 2 months. I cannot be the man she wants me to be. I feel sad, like I'm making a mistake, like maybe I should abandon my life projects and stay in this city in order to be with her. Keep in mind I saw this girl twice. Sure it was phenomenal but I don't even know what she eats for breakfast or what she does for a living. Truth is, I realize, I don't care. I'm just addicted to the way I feel around her. Alarms are going off in my mind. I know I'm being stupid. I won't be stupid. I will not change who I am / what I wish to become for a girl. For anyone.

 

I decide to call one of my best buddy. He's a retired player who I used to go out with in clubs in my twenties. He was always trying to get me out of my shell, to get me to talk to girls and enjoy life. So I call him and ask for advice.

 

-Me: "Hey Marc my man, I need your help"
-Marc: "Sure Pascolino; what's up?"
-Me: "Dude I met this girl and I really like her, but she wants a serious guy who will commit to her. She's really hot, I have all these feelings about her, but shit man I want to be a player. I want to go back to BIG CITY and enjoy life. I don't want to commit. Hell I just got out of an LTR 5 months ago. It makes no sense for me to hitch myself back to a girl! But I want to keep seeing her until I leave town you know? How did you handle that stuff in your player years? I already told her I am leaving town btw."
-Marc: "Not much you can do man. You were honest. You told her you were leaving and that you would not be the man of her dreams. You did the right thing, said the right thing. You had fun and now it’s over. The only thing left to do is keep the door open.”
-Me: “Keep the door open?”
-Marc: “Ya man; tell her you had a great time with her, and that you want to see her again but that you will not be here in 2 months. Tell her she has your contact info and that you’re hoping she’ll reach out. Then forget about her unless she replies.”
-Me: “Hey I never thought about that! I’ve been nexting I-want-a-serious-man-for-an-immediate-commitment girls for the past 2 months without keeping my options open! I just need to give her an in if she wants to see me again. Awesome advice bro!”
Marc: “Yup. Good luck bud.”

 

So I send her one email in the evening (first email I ever sent her actually). I attach a music mix that I thought she’d like, and a picture of a painting I made the week-end before. Bit of an inside joke – I asked her to come see my paintings at my place. It was 2am, and after making out with her for 30 minutes outside a club. She laughed and told me I wasn’t very subtle. Hey it was worth a shot. I write exactly what Marc suggested, send it out and leave it at that.

 

On Monday I felt super weird that I wasn’t pursuing this girl and wasn’t offering her my life on a plate. I knew it was wrong though, but the feelings were there. I worked and did stuff and occupied my mind and arranged a date with another girl for Thursday, and sent a couple of messages to girls I liked on OKcupid. Went to bed and Tuesday got up at 5am to go to the gym like always. At 8am my phone beeps. 2 text messages. From her.

 

“I’ve been thinking.” “I would like to see you again.”

 

Well I’ll be damned. She reached out to me after 48 hours. That is the customary time most people wait before reaching out after a date. Seems like her mind was made up well before she sent me those texts. I tell her I’ll be happy to see her later this week. She tells me she is free from Friday evening until Sunday… Wow.

 

-Me: “Marc! I did what you suggested and holy shit it worked! She wants to see me knowing I am not willing to commit long term!”
-Marc: “I told you that you did everything right. But now the worst thing you can do is think about what this all means. You are not marrying this girl and you are not going LTR. In maximum 2 months you are out of this girl’s life. Enjoy each date knowing that it could be the last. This can last 1 more date or, Hell, maybe you’ll die tonight. You don’t know. Don’t think. Don’t forecast the future. And try to fuck her man. You have a real shot at it. She knows where this is going and she’s fine with it.”

 

Although it was hard for me emotionally, I held firm, did not commit, did not surrender my balls, I was sexual, I was dominant, and I had fun. I was ready to lose the girl and move on and made that clear to her.

 

She reached out and wants to see me again. I am the prize. I will be a player. TRP works and I am in control. I feel great.

 

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TL;DR - TRP works. Be strong, be dominant, be sexual, be fun and assertive. Don’t cave in for sex or for attention. Stay your course. You are the prize. Be honest in what you won’t do but don’t make it sound like you’re whining. Say no when you want to say no.

 

Been TRP and single for 5 months. In great shape and getting bigger, leaner. Have lots of interests and hobbies and consider myself very attractive to women. Resumed going out and dancing a month ago after ten years in a failed LTR. I get my ass grabbed, girls are pulling me from the dance floor to chat and touch me, got on 10 dates with 8 girls in the last 2 months. I am doing well.

 

I want to be a player. In the past I had approach anxiety and couldn't approach girls. Thanks to TRP I am getting better at it, and since I am more attractive I also get approached a lot. Life is good. Cue HB7 who dances with me in ways I forgot existed. We light up the clubs and get compliments and jealous looks all around. Grinding and grabbing and enjoying our sexiness like there's no tomorrow. I feel smitten, emotions surging. I feel like she's special. Maybe I don't need to date and meet so many girls. Maybe I could slow down and enjoy her company exclusively. Maybe I shouldn't move to that big city in two months like I've planned for half a year. Maybe... Maybe.... Woah. WTF is happening here? Hamstering big time.

 

After two dates of lascivious dancing and kissing and making out and hugging and touching and laughing, she texts me this Sunday morning to tell me she is looking for something serious. That she doesn't have sex with just anyone. That sex with her can take time (weeks/months). That she really likes me but she needs to know I am for real.

 

I am playing my saxophone at that time. It always makes me feel great and confident when I do. So I tell her straight up that it won't work. I am leaving town forever in 2 months. I cannot be the man she wants me to be. I feel sad, like I'm making a mistake, like maybe I should abandon my life projects and stay in this city in order to be with her. Keep in mind I saw this girl twice. Sure it was phenomenal but I don't even know what she eats for breakfast or what she does for a living. Truth is, I realize, I don't care. I'm just addicted to the way I feel around her. Alarms are going off in my mind. I know I'm being stupid. I won't be stupid. I will not change who I am / what I wish to become for a girl. For anyone.

 

I decide to call one of my best buddy. He's a retired player who I used to go out with in clubs in my twenties. He was always trying to get me out of my shell, to get me to talk to girls and enjoy life. So I call him and ask for advice.

 

-Me: "Hey Marc my man, I need your help"
-Marc: "Sure Pascolino; what's up?"
-Me: "Dude I met this girl and I really like her, but she wants a serious guy who will commit to her. She's really hot, I have all these feelings about her, but shit man I want to be a player. I want to go back to BIG CITY and enjoy life. I don't want to commit. Hell I just got out of an LTR 5 months ago. It makes no sense for me to hitch myself back to a girl! But I want to keep seeing her until I leave town you know? How did you handle that stuff in your player years? I already told her I am leaving town btw."
-Marc: "Not much you can do man. You were honest. You told her you were leaving and that you would not be the man of her dreams. You did the right thing, said the right thing. You had fun and now it’s over. The only thing left to do is keep the door open.”
-Me: “Keep the door open?”
-Marc: “Ya man; tell her you had a great time with her, and that you want to see her again but that you will not be here in 2 months. Tell her she has your contact info and that you’re hoping she’ll reach out. Then forget about her unless she replies.”
-Me: “Hey I never thought about that! I’ve been nexting I-want-a-serious-man-for-an-immediate-commitment girls for the past 2 months without keeping my options open! I just need to give her an in if she wants to see me again. Awesome advice bro!”
Marc: “Yup. Good luck bud.”

 

So I send her one email in the evening (first email I ever sent her actually). I attach a music mix that I thought she’d like, and a picture of a painting I made the week-end before. Bit of an inside joke – I asked her to come see my paintings at my place. It was 2am, and after making out with her for 30 minutes outside a club. She laughed and told me I wasn’t very subtle. Hey it was worth a shot. I write exactly what Marc suggested, send it out and leave it at that.

 

On Monday I felt super weird that I wasn’t pursuing this girl and wasn’t offering her my life on a plate. I knew it was wrong though, but the feelings were there. I worked and did stuff and occupied my mind and arranged a date with another girl for Thursday, and sent a couple of messages to girls I liked on OKcupid. Went to bed and Tuesday got up at 5am to go to the gym like always. At 8am my phone beeps. 2 text messages. From her.

 

“I’ve been thinking.” “I would like to see you again.”

 

Well I’ll be damned. She reached out to me after 48 hours. That is the customary time most people wait before reaching out after a date. Seems like her mind was made up well before she sent me those texts. I tell her I’ll be happy to see her later this week. She tells me she is free from Friday evening until Sunday… Wow.

 

-Me: “Marc! I did what you suggested and holy shit it worked! She wants to see me knowing I am not willing to commit long term!”
-Marc: “I told you that you did everything right. But now the worst thing you can do is think about what this all means