Ok, so this post is part field report, part advice, part feel-good story.

When I was in high school, I was awful with girls. Part of it was my insecurity, part of it was that I was an introvert, and part of it was that I had really strict parents from a foreign country and I was scared of getting into a relationship. But the problem was that guys in my high schools (many of whom I am still friends with) respected you more if you were pulling hot girls. And there were a lot of hot girls in my high school - and I got nothing.

Since then, I've changed (I'm in my late 20s now). I have a really good job, I am pretty good looking, I go to the gym a lot, and my personality has become a lot more extroverted, etc... I got into PUA techniques a few years ago and I've become really good - I've gotten to the point where I can pull literally any girl I see and I consistently surprise myself with the girls I can get and have gotten. I can pull HB8s and 9s on the regular and I also have excellent game so when I'm with dudes I constantly give great advice. I've even gotten a reputation in my city in the nightlife scene as having "game" so a lot of horny dudes try to hang out with me to get some action.

Anyway, I'm at a club on Friday night and I'm chatting with some dudes (and 2 girls) at a table and everybody starts talking about how awesome my game is. One of them goes "if you're so good, why don't you go bring some girls to our table right now." I decide to take him up on his challenge. I didn't think I'd be able to just go find some girls and bring them to the table right away, but part of confidence is not caring if you fail. I remember that I had talked to some really hot girls in the line of the club, so I decide to try to go find them (if they were even still there) and go ask them if they want to come hang out with my friends.

So I leave the table to "go get some girls." I walk around the club and run into the girls I met in line. They are 3 - 2 literally look like models (and actually were models) and one is ok. I say to one of them, hey come to my table and meet my friends. The girl says "I would love to, but we want to go to the strip club. Will your friends want to go?" And I say "yeah, probably." So the girls come with me to my table. It took me less than 5 minutes to bring back girls so I won the challenge. I felt Godlike in how easy I won the bet and it was clear that everybody at the table was impressed (I didn't let them know I had already met the girls). The new girls were also hotter than the girls that were already sitting with us. One of the old girls, who had been trying to shit test me all night (and was being kind of a bitch), goes "oh my god you actually brought girls back! And they're hot!" And then she proceeds to get up and start kissing my neck. I shit you not. I had to push her away to hang out with my new girls.

So the hottest of the 3 says to me "we really want to go to a strip club. Will you take us?" I say yes. Then she says "can you get us in for free? We spent all our money." Now normally, I know that a true player would not pay for them to get into a strip club, but I decided to say yes for 3 reasons:

1) There is a strip club I go to all the time (let's call it Ts) and I had free passes for the 3 girls so I would only be really paying for myself. 2) There is a stripper at Ts that I've been casually hanging out with and I want to impress her by walking in with super hot girls. 3) I wanted to impress my friends at the table by taking these girls I just met to a strip club.

So I leave with the girls to go to Ts. Me and 3 girls roll up to Ts and the bouncer says "sorry we're closed (it was 3AM), there is another strip club called Ps and it closes at 4." So I figured I'm already with these girls I might as well go to Ps.

So I take them to Ps and it turns out there is a $10 cover charge for Ps. I don't have any passes for Ps and I had already promised these girls to pay for them to get in, so I pay $40 so we can get in. I then proceed to buy the girls drinks and I also tell them that I will buy any of them a lap dance from a stripper if they want. I know I shouldn't have been spending money on these girls like this but I was carried away about how awesome I felt. I was still riding the high of winning that bet.

Now this is where the story gets bad.

One of the girls (the ok one) was really drunk and had fallen twice that night. In the car she asked me my name twice (she thought my name was Rob, which it is not). When we were in the club she says "hey what's your name again" and something in me snapped. I realized that this was the third (or maybe fourth) time she'd asked me my name. An AFC would just tell her but my philosophy is that I treat girls like I treat guys, and if a guy asks me my name 3 times he's being a dick. So I say "hey, I'm not telling you my name again. I already told it to you twice." I probably shouldn't have said that, but I was drunk and I was a little angry. The girl then gets a grimace on her face and turns to her hot friend and says "hey, what's that guy's name" and her friend says "I don't know either." The ok one then walked away to talk to guys.

And then it hit me. These girls were just using me for drinks. I shouldn't be "proud" of picking them up at the club and now bringing them to a titty bar. They are just stupid whores that want to take advantage of me and don't even know my name. There was another hot one in the group (let's call her V) and I started kinoing her, and she was accepting it, but I could tell she wasn't interested. She would flirt with other guys and her IOIs were clearly fake (to keep getting drinks). V kept asking me to buy her drinks and I kept buying them for her. I also bought V a lapdance, which was really hot to watch, and by the end of it her legs were spread with her panties showing.

V, BTW, was really hot and is a model. She was the kind of girl that all my friends would be very impressed to see me with. The girls in my high school were hot, but V would put them all to shame. V also told me she used to be a stripper (which is partly why she wanted to go to a strip club) but that she only does "real" modeling now. Even though she was hot it was clear she was dumb and ghetto and a gold digger.

So I'm standing here in this strip club thinking to myself "Why the fuck am I buying this bitch drinks? Everything I've learned in PUA and in life tells me not to. Also, I KNOW I'm not going to fuck her. I'm basically just buying this bitch drinks so I can feel good about hanging out with a model." It was totally stupid and totally irrational and I got really mad at myself cuz I have banged hotter girls and I usually don't put up with this much shit.

It then dawned on me: Even though I've had all this success and I've done such awesome things, in my head I'm still that dork in high school. I have dated really hot strippers, porn stars, fashion models, businesswomen, artists, PHDs, single moms, etc... But in my head I am still that dork in high school trying to impress my friends. I know logically that in 2013 I don't need to take this shit from V, but high school me (or even 5 years ago me) would have over the moon to have V even talk to me. I realized that I needed to change the narrative of my life. I am no longer that dweeb, I am a new person, and shitheads like V can't affect me.

And then I realized that even if all this awesome stuff hadn't happened to me and I hadn't had this success, I still should've have changed my narrative. I can't let other people write my story, I have to write my own. And I can change my story whenever I want and I can be whoever I want and nobody can fuck with me. Idiots like V come and try to my story for me and all I have to do is tell them "no."

So I look at V and I just say "get home safe" and I leave.

The next night I'm out again. This time I'm talking to a really hot girl for a while and she asks me to buy her a drink. I say "no" and I walk away. Later that night, I see a famous Hollywood actor at the same club and he's talking to my girl. When she sees me walk by she stops talking to the actor and tries to talk to me again. I shut her down again. I end up meeting a really cool, interesting chick and we have a date scheduled for next week. And I didn't buy her shit.

TLDR: Change the narrative of your life. You can be whoever you want to be.