This morning I was reading the top askTRP posts of the week, and stumbled upon a thread of a guy being threatened by some white knight, telling him that his actions were making the group of females they are friends with uncomfortable, "including his girl". This story sent me back a few years, at the beginning of my TRP journey, and it was probably the most significant period of my journey to reconquer my masculinity.

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I had always been a very popular kid, I got laid very early at 14 and kept it pretty steady for the average teen until I hit my 19ish years. Fucking acne had finally caught up to me, and while it started pretty mild, it soon turned me into some pizza faced ugly bastard. This shit creeps up on you hard, it destroys your appearance from the outside, but it does even more damage on the inside. Long story short, I lost all my mojo, I was scared of interactions with the general population, I felt disgusting. As with any negative feedback loop, my own negative thoughts turned girls away and soon I found myself at rock bottom, on almost a 2 year dry spell with zero confidence, convinced I was going to die alone.

Then I fucking got the clearance for accutane. For those who don't know, this is easily the greatest achievement of mankind. In less than 2 months, my skin cleared up and I felt like I was waking up from a horrible nightmare. I got off with extremely minimal scarring and you would never believe I had severe acne. This was during winter. I started looking online for advice on how to get girls because I had completely forgotten how to interact with females and my inner game was still nowhere to be found. After watching tons of stupid videos from scam pickup artists, I eventually found TRP. I knew instantly that this was a game changer, and I read all the material at the time and started working on myself.

Summer came by and I had managed to get back into the mix, attended a few parties and became a regular face among my group of friends and some females we were hanging out with. I lived on a coastal city at the time, and summer meant holidays and lots of get-togethers where friends of friends come, so a lot of opportunity. I was slowly trying to make moves but I was still very hesitant to do the one things that was the main advice on the sub at the time, showing sexual intentions. The boys I hung out with were all very blue-pill, and while we were regularly hanging out with girls, nobody was making big moves, we were all talking a big game but nobody was getting any pussy. I got pretty tired of the dynamic and decided that I would go all-in or bust. I was going to test the teachings of TRP, even if that meant being rejected.

After an afternoon at the beach, I kinda caught one of the girls, I'll call her C, checking me out. She wasn't really part of the group, she was friends with one of the girls and she came occasionally. We had had good conversation on two occasions at parties, but I kind of ignored the signs and pussied out. She was easily the hottest girl and was a regular subject of conversation between us guys. After driving home, I decided to add her to our group chat, and proposed that we all meet at the beach again the next day. She declined and said she only could the next week. I then typed a message on my phone, and froze. Should I really send that? No way man, that's inappropriate and way too aggressive. I'm definitely going to get rejected. Everybody will make fun of me. My entire being was trying to make me delete that message. Yet deep down I knew I had to do it, I had to see for myself. Took a deep breath, fuck it, press send.

"Cmon C, no way I can wait a week before I see your body again". I felt a rush of adrenaline after sending that. I hadn't made a move in years. Immediately a couple of guys react, "loooooool", "wtf bro". I'm still waiting for her answer. I keep checking my phone impatiently, getting nervous. Nothing. A couple hours later, I get a private message from her. "Hey smolzino, honestly I don't think we know each other well enough for you to make these kind of comments in front of everyone like that". Another guy from the group writes in the chat "dude, creepy lol." Well, shit. That didn't go well, what should I do now? "Haha it's not that serious" I reply. Fuck I feel like a loser now. TRP was wrong, I'm a cuck and being sexual is not for me. I'm gonna have to apologize.

She replies, "I just don't like being made fun of like that". Being made fun of? What is she on about? "Well C, this was a compliment actually". Then it hit me. This girl, as hot as she is, is actually insecure about her body. At this moment I realized that I wasn't in the wrong. I was in control, I made her react strongly and now I'm in her head. We text a little more, I slowly change the conversation to a more playful, flirty tone, and she opens up.

Next day, I go on a hike with 2 other guys and 2 girls. It's a hot day, and after we are done we decide to chill next to a river in the shade. No one took any swimwear, but I really want to swim. I take off my clothes, get down to my boxers and the girls express their regrets, saying they wish they took their swimsuits. I tell them that I am glad they didn't, because there's no way they're not joining, in a playful tone. The boys look a bit puzzled, but also a bit excited. I'm finally saying what they all have been wanting to say for months. I'm making shit happen. The girls chat a bit to each other and they strip down. They're both topless and in thongs. It's all good, we can be sexual in front of each others now. We all make some jokes, like whistling and shit. The whole dynamic of the group has changed drastically in the span of a day. Now the girls are opening up, we aren't just sidekicks anymore. On the drive back, they tell me that C had talked to them about me the whole evening yesterday, and that she's super down. This is the first time in 6 months that there is any kind of gossip in our group. Before that it was just a group of cucks thirsting over some females but never making any moves.

This is getting long, but eventually the next week, we all had a barbecue at one of the girl's place for her birthday, got drunk and hit the club. I spent the whole night being flirty with all the girls, and eventually hooked up with C. All my other friends hooked up with a girl that night as well. And it all happened because I finally decided that it was okay to be a man and go after the girl openly and unapologetically.

The following month I got 4 more girls riding that high. I had been with 5 girls my whole life prior to that, and beat that in a month.