Age 30, married for almost 4 years, LTR 6 years, no kids.
Stats: H 5’9’’, W 178, BF% 20%, SQ 205, BP 165, DL 250.
Read most of the sidebar; the book that made me swallow the pill was “The Manipulated Man”, it made me angry for a couple of weeks, but eventually led me to read the rest of the sidebar, so that particular one was my life changer.
Testosterone levels check pending, though no symptoms, and I get night and morning boners every single day, been building good muscle and sex almost 4 times a week.
Sexual Initiations / Rejections (for the past month): 16/16 - Same kpi before the last 2 months: 10/2
Women besides wife I could call right now: 2
I’m finally taking the time to write this post, to acknowledge how TRP has changed my life drastically. Basically all you need to know is that I grew up in a matriarchy where my dad was just a money supplier and I was basically raised by my mother. This led me to being the perfect Nice Guy, that dude that chicks would text all day but would never go out with, in fact I had only one girlfriend for 4 years whom I never had sex with, and actually dumped me for “being too mature”, which can be translated as being a “beta fuck”. After that girlfriend, I went out with another girl with whom I actually had sex with, and eventually got married at 26.
4 years later, I got pretty fat, and was operating as a textbook drunk captain so the past two years sex basically dried out, I stopped playing guitar, and stopped hanging out with my friends; I bitched about my job everyday with my wife and became stuck in videogames, so I do not blame her.
A couple of months ago, I came across a video on youtube about “monk mode”, and I figured I could apply that to my physique, so I joined a gym with my friends. As research continued, I eventually came across Rollo Tomassi and TRP. I read the side bar and started building back my own frame and discovering my life-long sleeping masculinity. I lost 26 pounds and went from 40% bf to 19% in 3 months, I’m currently doing powerlifting 3 times a week and calisthenics 2 times a/w, my body has completely changed and my wife has noticed. I stopped bitching about my job, and I started handling things at home, even the most basic things such as paying the bills myself instead of leaving that to my wife (despite that I’m the only source of income for my house). Went to fix my teeth, bought new clothes, did some maintenance around the house, fixed the cars, started going out with the dudes again at least twice a week, stopped giving the wife flowers every time I wanted to initiate, stopped being all cheesy and saying “I love you” every day all the time, and I lead outings instead of asking her where does she want to go. In other words, I started owning my shit. Since then, I get to choose when to have and not have sex; she will even wait for me awake when I go out with my friends to have sex as soon as I cross the door. There hasn’t been a time in the past 2 months that initiation wouldn’t lead to great sex.
Three weeks ago I went out of town for business, I bought a cheap phone, and went out to a bar, approached a HB9 and couldn’t believe it actually happened but we danced and talked a lot. I told her that I was looking for something casual and discrete as I was in a LTR. This totally turned her on and we went to a hotel room and we had awesome sex, almost porn-like. I travel every week to that town due to my job, and I’ve seen her ever since; she doesn’t know my real name, and I told her I live in a different town from where I actually live, I do know her real name and she gave me her Ig, she basically likes this scheme as she is busy all week long. She basically worships me when I’m with her, and we’ve become fuck buddies, which has been a big confidence boost.
So after all this, comes the anger not at my wife, but at myself. I know I got myself into marriage and nobody put a gun to my head, but I’ve lately been thinking a lot about if I would’ve swallowed the pill 6 years earlier, chances are I wouldn’t be married. I enjoy my wife’s company and she is respectful, but I can’t suppress the feeling that I wasted my 20’s and only been laid with 2 different women in my entire life; so controlling those feelings and frustration has been my focus lately.
Thank you for taking the time to read, any feedback, comments or suggestions on how to manage these feelings will be most welcome.