TL;DR: Sister set me up on a date with her friend. Her friend had poked holes in condoms. Lucky escape. Sister knew and was in on it. When confronted, said, “it’s in your best interest to have a family”.
I’m now 29, reaching 30. I recently got a job working for the government. Perks include job security, a decent pension and interesting work. I’m from a poor family but have done really well for myself. I have one sister.
Past happenings to friends, general media coverage, and personal experience turned me towards the red pill a few years ago. I’m by no means Adonis with 2% body fat and nor do I have multiple plates. However, nor am I a billy beta. I can stand up for myself, I have a stressful job, I lift, and was recently in an LTR. I have imbibed TRP concepts and principles and I’m still working on it. I have the type of personality that would rather go to jail than pay court mandated payments if I thought they were unfair.
My sister and I don’t get along. We have a cordial relationship but that’s it.
As I’ve progressed in my career, she’s gotten more entitled. Why am I not paying for her spoilt kids school uniform? She spilled coffee on her laptop, why am I not buying her a new one. Groceries and rent are so expensive, could I help her out a bit? She had to put her holiday on her credit card and is now behind, can I make a payment? She needs new tires on her cars etc etc.
Now, I hate people who are entitled. The reason I'm well off is because while you were partying and getting pregnant at 16 and having abortions at 17, I was in a dark room studying thermodynamics. If she had asked nicely I would have said yes to some of those things. But she doesn’t so I tell her to sod off most of the time. Some of you will undoubtedly comment and say that’s not a red pill thing and I’m definitely billy beta for giving in sometimes. I don’t care. I’m the first to accept that I’m not 100% red pill and she is my sister after all. The point is I only do it when I feel like it.
Now she sets me up with her friend (Sally). Sally is like my sister, however, unlike my sister and her friends, Sally is not a single mother! Shock horror. I’ve had a stressful few weeks, moving, new job etc and my willpower is close to zero so I accept. Has anyone noticed that single mothers have a lot of single mother friends?
The date goes well; we end up back at hers. I take a condom out. Sally says, no, we can use one of mine and she takes one out of her dresser drawer. I shrug. Whatever. Now, here is where she fucks up. She starts explaining why we should use her condom rather than mine. I work in law, and I had just been to a workshop where it was highlighted how those that have something to hide generally speak and/or explain too much. But whatever, right? Then she hands it to me, still babbling on.
I take it in my hand but the wrapper is slick, not dry. I wipe my hand on the sheets and go to tear it open. Then something clicks. Somethings not right. She’s shaking at this point. I go to the sink and fill the condom up with water and sure enough there is a tiny hole at the end from which water is seeping out. She’s crying and saying she’s sorry and didn’t mean to. My head is full of thoughts zipping through at a 100mph. I leave.
The next day I confront my sister who acts shocked and says she can’t believe it. Somethings not right. I check her phone. Texts showing that she knew and was in on it. The kicker. A text that reads: “You’re a moron for not acting better!!!”
I’m ashamed to say I did not hold frame. I lost my shit. I screamed at her. She screamed back. Said her friend deserves a baby and a family. Called me selfish. I said she’s my sister. How can she put her friend’s ‘well-being’ over her own brothers? She said I didn’t know what I wanted in life and it would be the best thing that ever happened to me.
I’m here licking my wounds. Mom’s taken her side off course. I’ve had a narrow escape. Just sharing it so that it’s therapeutic for me (it's quite recent and I'm still processing all of it) and that it may serve as a lesson for some of you.