Rejected by Auto-Mod on TRP for low post count so posting here as it took ages to type up...

Summay:: Do not think you are different. Do not reject TRP because it doesn't align with your current reality. Without TRP I would be a broken man today, but TRP made me strong.

Long read ahead guys. Not proof read it because fuck that but hope you find some value in my story somewhere.

I'll get this out of the way. I'm using a throwaway, I have been part of the red-pill community on my main account for around 6 months but my ex knows my username and the outcome would be catastrophic if she found out. If you don't like that stop reading.

Let's begin. Me (23) and my ex (20) broke up yesterday. Prior to this we had been dating for around 6 years and living together for a little over a year. About a year ago I started reading TRP and the manosphere after discovering them through the self-improvement community. I knew about TRP in 2013 but my first encounter was a bunch of anger posts, basically I thought TRP was a bunch of angry guys who couldn't get laid.

Before TRP I was still good with women and had a satisfying sex-life. My personality aligns with the 'Dark Triad' that's became so popular (not had an ounce of empathy since I was a kid, highly skilled at manipulation, work in sales ripping people off for 15% comission of their 10k 'investments', and pretty damn into myself) which 1-on-1 girls would eat up despite my average SMV.

Fast-forward to 3 months ago. I've been consciously implementing TRP knowledge to 80% of my daily interactions to the point where it's becoming natural. I've went from getting jokey/flirty comments from my female co-workers to being direct that they are interested in fucking me. There is this girl (25), she's 5'1, with perky tits and a Kim Kardashian ass (not exaggerating), every guy in my office is validating her daily. Guys who are older than me, better looking than me, more traditionally manly and more muscular but she's making clear passes at me because I won't feed her self-esteem. My sex-life with my ex has gotten waaaaay better. Before, she'd cum, I'd cum. It was good but it was only WOAAW good maybe once every 2-3 WEEKS. Now with my new attitude and 100% committing to 'The Sex God Method' the sex is CONSTANTLY AMAZING. We went from sex 2-4 times per week to twice daily for the first 2 weeks because she was truly addicted to me fucking her that way. For me it was like going from dining at a nice family restaurant to going michelin-star every night.

So, everything seems like it is going pretty well? Let's bring Zoe (20) into the equation. Zoe is a new friend my ex made through her college and they've been getting real close, from chatting to her Zoe seems like a cool girl. Zoe & my ex are both solid 9's in the looks department. They are both loads of fun and socially adept.

So my ex was basically a unicorn. Solid in the looks department. Loads of fun. Ambitious to do well in her industry but also wants to start a family and have loads of kids. Wants to be a good mother, understands her own mother's mistakes and knows the importance of a strong father figure. Mostly very traditional values with some feminist bullshit sneaking it's way in there from time to time. Main problems were daddy abanonment issues (red-flag) and trying to wear her 'OCD' as a badge of honour (red-flag). I was the first and only guy she had slept with (and I have 100% verified this).

Zoe was also 9/10 looks, really good conversationalist, fun to be around. Zoe was also a massivvve slut. By the time in her life that I met her something happened that she was open and honest with the fact that she had slept around A LOT. She's a party-girl and basically any guy with decent chat and SMV who wants to fuck her will get her to spread her legs. I think there is a back story that her first 'real' boyfriend would abuse and hit her, I don't know much more than that.

On-top of that she was trying to convince my ex that I was cheating on her with 5'1 big ass blondie because she's done stuff like that and she 'just knew'. (ex seen she was texting me non stop, there was slight flirting but nothing bad. when she asked to go through my phone I laughed and told her she'd void my warranty, with Zoe's encouragement they pestered me about this a few times)

With their new found friendship they decided to book a relaxing girly holiday away before they started back at College. At this time I had accepted that our relationship was almost certainly over. I read somewhere that having an obese friend makes you 2.5 times more likely to be obese also, same goes for sluts guys! On the lead up to the holiday everything was still good. My concerns did not turn to worries and at no point did I show jealousy. She mentioned how she couldn't be bothered with Zoe's antics and how she'd lose it if Zoe tried to bring guys back to their room.

On the day she was leaving her mum picked her up to take her to the airport. She asked me to come-with but I told her I was too busy and that I'd see her when she got back. She kissed and hugged me telling me how much she'd miss me. I held frame.

When was away I was very busy with work and social gatherings that I didn't think about her that much. We only exchanged 4 text/facebook messages the whole week she was away. This level of non-contact is normal for me but for her it's unheard of. I knew something wasn't right but thought there was no point hamstering over it. I'll wait till she is back and deal with it.

She gets back at about 9AM Monday, I am out. When I get in she's sleeping. When she wakes up there is no enthusiasm to see me, nor I her. She lay in bed while I was out visiting my parents, on the phone and working. We barely spoke and the atmosphere was tense. She got out of bed to use the bathroom and was stamping her feet looking for attention. I asked her why she brought back a shitty attitude from her holiday. She said she didn't want to talk about it just now and she was too tired, I pushed and she hit me with 'I'm going to move back in with my mum'. Throughout the conversation I didn't question her motivations but I did ask when she had decided this. She told me at this stage that she would move out and we'd see how our relationship went from there (oh no bby plz stay don't leave me). Remaining calm the whole time I told her that would not be happening. If she had decided she was going to move out because she was unhappy then that is what she should do and the door is shut behind her. She seemed a little bit surprised how composed I stayed throughout this. We chit-chatted a little, she was upset but I made her laugh through the tears and made some jokes.

I explained that we were probably both sticking this out through sunk-costs and that I had expected something like to happen after she got back. She looked at me confused. 'What?' she asked me. I looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows and the look you give a child when you've caught them being naughty. She turned slightly and bowed her head in shame. It was implied but nothing was said. I didn't feel the need to shame her, it would achieve nothing.

We chatted some more. She was joked that I could finally fuck blondie and that without her here the house would become a party-house. I told her while she was away I bought a new couch and she asked to see it. My phone was dead so I asked to see hers. She pulled it out, hiding the screen and was swiping away various tabs (couldn't see). I joked about her being secretive and she said she was having problems with her phone (she has had problems the past 2 months). She gave me and I googled the website and went searching for the coach. After being distant the whole time she had her head on my shoulder as I was searching. She got a facebook notification come through from someone she met on holiday: "Send me some sexy pictures". She angrily grabbed the phone off me and broke down crying. Talking about how she hadn't planned it to happen (boohoo) and how it just happened and how I deserve so much better than her. I told her that I expected and I was honestly fine. That we are no longer together and there was no point in being angry at her.

She kept saying she was so upset she hurt me, (she seemed a lot more hurt than me lol). She also knew my family and friends very well. She was crying about how much of a horrible person she was, what my family would think about her and asked me not to tell them what she had done. She also asked me after everything that has happened is there any chance we will ever be friends? I told shook my head and she started crying again. We chit-chatted until for a little longer then both turned to go to sleep. She asked if she should sleep on the coach but I said I didn't mind. A few minutes later we started to fuck for the last time. She was holding back tears the whole time and the sex wasn't that good. I did enjoy it, it served as closure and it felt right that I was saying goodbye properly to someone who was a big part of my life. As I asked, all of her stuff was gone when I got home from work today. It's strange removing someone like that from your life, but I'm not sad or angry. NEXT