I'm not sure about you guys but for me, TRP and all the theories surrounding it didn't slowly come to me over time. In fact, I remember the exact trigger that put TRP from a pandering misguided theory, to absolute truth.

I remember seeing TRP discussed on many subreddits and curiosity got the best of me, I decided to read it. After getting a grasp on it I laughed. What kind of idiot would follow this stuff? Sure I didn't have a girlfriend, but by 'being me' I'll eventually find 'the one'! Right? Of course, what person DOESN'T want to be treated with respect? Who would date someone who puts them down?

At the time, I was falling for a girl friend of mine who I'd known since grade 6. I was going to ask her out eventually, I told myself. But I'll just wait until she really knows me before doing that. So I did just that, I hung out with her, talked to her, helped her when she needed it. Things like a ride to the airport, I'd always offer to help. And I wasn't doing that purely over the romantic interest. I was genuinely raised that way and I do the same shit for my guy friends.

Second year of college, still clinging to my beta ideals. We end up going to the same party one day. We hang out as usual, talk, etc. I didn't drink often at the time, but decided to on that particular day. After a bit of the liquid courage, I decided I had to do it. I had to tell her. And I did. I told her that I had feelings for her. I told her that we should give it a try. Let's go on a date, see what happens.

Her response? "Oh Jay, you're so funny. But I value our friendship wayyyyyyyyyyyyy too much to do that. I hope you understand!" Yup. I understood. I believed her at the time too. I actually was HAPPY that she valued our friendship so much. That's how far down the beta-well I was.

I tried to forget the whole thing. Move on with my night. I ended up just wanting to be alone for a while, so I asked the host if I could just chill in an empty room for a bit and he told me he thinks his bedroom's free.

You probably guessed who I saw there. Being plowed by 1 guy, sucking off 1 guy and jerking off another. All she could yell was "SHUT THE DOOR!!" That 2-3 second encounter took something out of me I could never get back. This girl who meant the world to me, who I valued so highly and worshipped was being fucked by 3 frat guys who she had barely met 15 min prior. I wasn't even WORTH a date to this girl and she's putting out for these guys.

It made TRP click in a way that words on a page never could. I got into a state of absolute not-giving-a-fuck and it got me more girls than I have in my entire life. Everything made sense.

In retrospect, I'm thankful for what happened that night. It took an extreme situation to take away my blindness. Did you guys have similar triggers?