I first took it around 7 years ago.

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I was waist deep in a 3 year relationship at that time. The pill taught me so much. It taught me how to not react, how to have discipline and self respect.

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Fast forward to the end of the relationship, I pulled the plug and started my new journey of being a RedPilled single man.

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I smashed. I conquered. I ploughed through the many wastelands of 5s,6s and 7s with God sent blessings from the occasional 8s, 9s and even 10s.

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Revolutionary.

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I tried to convert the men who needed it around me. But I was seen as a lunatic. They didn’t want to hear any of it.

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It's how I first learnt the truth about love. Not the love you feel for family or close ones. It's a kind of love that's different. It's the love that involves sex.

The relationships I got in after being RedPilled and single, taught me so much.
After a long time of seeing multiples of 2 or 3 plates during a period, I would proceed to spend more time than needed on 1 of them. Obviously because I enjoyed their company.

One of these decided to push exclusivity.
I decided to agree. 4 months down the line she gets too passive aggressive for my likening, I tell her I'll leave her if she doesn't stop. Then I see her act up again.

I end it.

She's devastated. I move on quick and get more plates/respin old ones.
Months go by and I barely hear from her. Suddenly she meets up with me, we have fun, she's well behaved. We then go back to her place and smash, with DEMOTED plate status contract accepted. Fuck yeah.

Fast forward 2 years to next relationship.
Same thing as before, the same proceedings but this time - I feel something is off.

She starts subtly asking for money, her tenant won't pay, she wants this, that etc etc. I never give her a penny. And I notice how she gives me sex and oral whenever I want.. However, she fakes her orgasms.
It was a performance. All for me.

She even purposely left birth control pills around. I never took the bait thank God.

This tripped me out.

I couldn't believe I was fooled.
But 1 year down the line, I meet another woman. I fall for the feelings, again.
This time, she doesn't subtly hint for money. She offers to split everything, sometimes even paying.
A few WEEKS into the agreement I see messages from another man she was involved with (intuition told me to gtfo but was too puss), I tell her to stop and that I will leave if it happens again. She proceeds to block him everywhere, I don't ask for it.
But low and behold, it happens again.
So I get out.
I had a realisation at the time, and that was that the sex she gave me was the same as the golddigger.
Except she wasn't doing it for money or babies... She was doing it for emotion/comfort/validation.
She was lonely, and I was the best choice for her to do stuff on the weekends with while she would get fucked by Chad when she had time to spare.

The strangest part about this past one was that I finally didn't give a shit. I finally understood why they do it and how I cannot be angry at them, it's just how they are now. A long time ago when the provider/fighter (beta/alpha) balance was in harmony, I truly believe that things weren't nearly as bad as they are now.

It's something that we have to get used to, accept and learn to love - in the correct way.

tl;dr Don't get married. Fuck that.