Tell us about the woman who helped you out of the Red Pill perspective. I would love to hear your stories!

whenth3bowbreaks · 2023-01-13T20:15:00+00:00

I'm that woman. Met my husband to be. Nice guy, made 50% less than I did. We got together and I supportedhim to get his graduate degree. I blew up my business to move to be with him and son from earlier marriage. I had the money for the deposit on a house.

Over time he changed. Became distant, stopped talking. Became so brittle I was constantly walking on eggshells.

Then dday came. He was heavily addicted to porn and in that I realized how redpilled he was. How he resented so much about women (actually his mom and ex both valid) and saw it as a tool to help his. Nice guy tendencies.

Fortunate for him I have a degree in anthropology with a particular interest in evolutionary biology and dismantled most of the bs he believed. Between that, his recovery from PA, the class that he took for domestic abuse to help him dismantle many of his thinking errors, victimhood, and entitlement he is a new person.

I'm sad that he has to nearly break me to wake up. I'm very angry at how the red pill radicalized him and that along with porn made him miserable and miserable to be around.

But now, we're doing really well. It's incredible to see and he is making amends and doing everything possible to help me heal from the trauma he caused.

It's never about the women. It's always you.

dharkanine · 2023-01-13T21:05:23+00:00

Honestly, she was loyal, stubborn, and incredibly empathetic. She didn't drive me away from red pill herself, though.

I broke up with her because I figured she could do better than me. This memory is seared into my brain. She'd been really excited about getting family pictures with the dogs, and asked me to help her with her outfit. I'd showed up dressed ready to go, and she said the photographer had to reschedule so she was just trying different outfits. I took a couple photos for her, and when I looked at them later I realized that she'd gone from being so excited to practically dismal in those pics. And somehow I knew the reason was me. Later, when I'd asked about the photos, she said "I didn't want you in them because I knew eventually you'd leave," and fucking hell she was right.

Sooo yeah. I left. She was heartbroken. I was a dick. I swore to myself that I'd never let another woman down the same way I did her. She's a beautiful, educated, healthy woman. She deserved so much better than a guy who wouldn't take out the trash or cook after she'd worked all day. She needed to be with someone who'd be excited to help her entertain her friends when they came over. She wanted someone to be excited about life with her, because that's why we're all doing this, right?

I took the time after breaking up with her to do a lot of introspection, fucking up, getting some retroflection, healing, fucking up, etc. I have completely changed how I view women and how I participate in relationships with them. One major issue I had at the time, though, was that I didn't know what a healthy relationship looked like and I didn't know what women actually want/need from a relationship with a man that they can't get from another woman, friends, or family.

On my trek to get my shit together, I found FDS. When you get past their soul-crushing literature, they laid out the groundwork for me, and I've done the rest. In short, I hold a baseline respect for any woman who goes out with me, whether things work out or not. The women I date get doted on because, hopefully, one day, they'll be the mother of my child(ren) and I want any kids we have to know what it means to have strong trust, respect, and communication with their partner. I want them to know what that looks like, and I want them to know they can always come to us with their issues when life gets to be too much for them. I want her to know that I've got her back and I'll see her through any hell she faces, be it this one or the next. I want her to wake up excited to partake in whatever adventures we intend to get into for the day. I want her to be independent, but I also want her to know she can rely on me as both her best friend and her man.

In retrospect my only regret is that I didn't improve while I was with her, instead of striking out on my own to figure my shit out. There were a lot of reasons why we wouldn't work out, so the relationship definitely had an end date. Still, I feel guilty for having hurt her so much, then leaving her on such bad terms and in such a poor state.

We've both since moved on, as that relationship ended almost half a decade ago. I just wish it'd been easier to learn this shit without the cost of human sacrifice, y'know?

LALdeSaintJust · 2023-01-14T01:32:45+00:00

Do my female friends who told me that my personality is the issue count?

MonksOnTheMoon · 2023-01-13T19:44:02+00:00

That's a beautiful fairy tale

debatelord_1 · 2023-01-14T13:00:33+00:00

Never had any help really

l-arc-en-ciel777 · 2023-01-15T17:47:00+00:00

I met an online friend 4 years ago at the beginning of my descent and we started talking again a year ago. I was already starting to derail from the thinking, but my misogynistic views and distorted understanding of my masculinity and how I needed to be alone were apparent. She would question my views of myself and when I begun to ask those questions without redpill content influencing me as I had stopped watching it, I started asking myself if I really even felt that way or was I really just externalizing the injustices I felt.

It's a really slippery slope, in a redpill world you are indeed alone. You think of women lesser than you, and every man is an obstacle in your path to becoming "high value". I'm thankful for her for choosing to listen and question me where it needed to be questioned. We talk a lot now and I consider her as good of a friend as my IRL ones.

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