I keep coming across it all the time here in TRP: Self improvement must come from within, you have to do it for yourself, you gotta lift, study, succeed with YOU in mind. Forget about others. YOU ALONE.

DO IT FOR YOURSELF they say. THAT'S THE PATH TO TRUE SUCCESS.

It seems to me that successful people get to say this a lot because at some point in their initial stages of life they had moderate or higher success with women, thereby allowing them to go unhindered in their quest to beat the onslaught of obstacles in their path to king-shit-of-fuck-mountain-dom. My beta pals know what I'm talking about. You feel like you could take on a lion and a gator at the same time when the wind beneath your wings smells of bubblegum shampoo. Well imagine growing up with that same stank, your formative years are spent with a feedback loop at the back of your head telling you that no matter what you do, women will always be there to catch your fall (even if AWALT dictates otherwise), you are effectively an alpha Chad and your brain has all this /otherwise-unavailable/ processing power as a resource to help you achieve anything you set it to. They will tell you to self-improve for your own sake, because that's what they feel they've done, because they never knew what it was like to go without. "Filthy hobo, why don't you just get a job?"

Except we know what it's like to spend our teenage years with no cheering squad singing our praises. So we fixate on the success that Chad has, not just with women but with life in general. We understand that if we had our own cheerleader, just one miserable cheerleader, doesn't even have to be the pretty one, we could put this constant sense of failure jabbing in the back of our heads to rest, we could free up some much needed brain power to get on with our lives. Some of us succeed in doing just that, enjoying moderate success later on, hell, some even become Chads by their own volition. Turns out all they needed was that first stepping stone. Some of us fail to taste that sweet nectar of success with women until after high school is over, long after it could be of any use to grown-up us. Some of us never taste it at all.

It is for the sake of those two last groups I ask the following to those of the first two groups:

Is it ever okay to do it for her?