19 y/o in the UK here. Having been the archetypal beta for the majority of my 19 I am going to be recording my experiences with TRP in the hopes that other men my age will take note and hopefully learn something from it. There will be cringing, this much is certain, but it must be learned how to apply TRP in an environment where 90% of my mates are whipped, and, even worse, freely (and proudly!?) admit to it.

So, last academic term, I met this girl at my fencing club. She was cute enough, interesting etc. Got to chatting with her, turns out she had a bf. Now even though these were my beta days I never (and still don't) view Uni relationships as a particularly set in stone thing, especially when the SO is at a different uni entirely. I pressed on with this girl regardless, thinking that it was the guy's fault for trying to make a LDR work.

Fast forward a couple of weeks, to around the end of the term and we get on really well, lots of chatting over FB, she very much enjoyed my sense of humour, and girls enjoying your jokes is usually a good sign. Eventually I invite her back to my room, to which she agrees. Then comes the terrible part. We end up on my bed, her getting pretty close to me, she ends up lying next to me, leg over me, head on my shoulder. She does this for about 5 hours. Yes TRP. I let a girl lie on me for 5 bloody hours without doing anything. Eventually even my blue-hued brain fights through it's haze, and I try kissing her. She draws back and straight up told me that she was using me as an emotional crux, a replacement boyfriend for her feelings, that she only did it cos she liked the attention and that she didn't find me attractive. My reaction? 'Oh name that's fine, I totally understand, I'm always there for you'

Jesus christ I can't even believe that I used to be like that. So we part amicably, the girl comfortable in the thought that she has a brand new beta orbiter to exploit. The incident occurred right at the end of the term though, so we broke up for the vac pretty shortly after. Fear not, the story gets much less depressing (and embarrassing) from hereon in.

Over the vacation I found TRP, and started religiously following its advice. Again fast forward, this time to the week before I go back to uni, and I get a text from the girl. We chat for a while, til she said 'Oh my bf is gone I wish you were here to cuddle me'. Now, previously when I was Mr Beta Extraordinaire I would have texted 'sorry I can't be there, have a virtual hug :)' but not this time. I was done with that. So I said 'get your boyfriend to do it'. Response: 'But he's far away :(' to which I said 'not my problem'. She isn't sure how to react to me suddenly telling her no dice, so the conversation ends.

In the first week of term she messages me again, and once more it's a fairly standard conversation until she brings up 'cuddles' again. By now I'm sick of this and straight up say that I won't be used as an emotional crux anymore, and that if she really cares for her BF then she'll stop with this shit. She doesn't reply after this. We do talk more after this convo, but the subject isn't raised again.

I see her again at the university rock music society drinks meetup, and chat for a bit. Later on in the night she gets pretty drunk and comes up to me while I'm on one of the sofas. She sits down next to me and starts getting quite touchy and physical. Eventually she asks me 'why don't you agree to cuddle me anymore' and I told her that it wasn't right while she professed love for her BF, and that (again) I had no interest in just being a validation for her emotions. She gets all whiny at this until I say 'look, we've been over this, you said I wasn't attractive and you weren't interesting'. This is the changing point. She leans over whispers 'I changed my mind' then starts kissing my neck. Long story short, she's pretty heavily coming onto me but I don't go through with it. Mostly cos she does actually have a long term bf (don't want to fuck that up, cos drama) and also I wanted to prove that I had no need for her. If anything my refusal seemed to excite her more.

Apologies for the wall of text, but it was necessary to get the whole gist of the situation.

The TL;DR is this: Even if you've been a hopeless beta, and even a become a girl's beta orbiter, it can be overcome. The easiest solution is to avoid these situations in the first place. The other is to use that sweet, sweet sidebar.

Until next time, fellow redpillers.