A little over 10 years ago I was knee deep in strange deploying PUA skills. I tried to get my inner core of friends to follow in my steps so I wasn’t the only one on the PUA journey. None of them listened to me said they didn’t need to get laid that bad (some never got laid at all). It took me months, but finally one of my good friends came around, and banged like a bad-ass mother fucker.

Of course, we got into LTR’s and Beta’ed the fuck out.

I lucked out. My wife doesn’t have any mental issues (other than being female), my friend, did not do so well, his wife, as far as I can tell, has borderline personality disorder.

Tonight I sat down with my friend for a drink and wings. At 42 my friend is fat, very poorly dressed as all fat dudes seem to be, but a reasonably successful business owner. He was in shape once, but let it slide for the past few years. We had a bit of small chat about work, life and kids. He had two shots of rum, straight, asked me what my poison was motioning to my glass. I said “Just a diet coke, I am nearing the point of never drinking again”. He looked at me a oddly, and I said “Strap in my friend, I am about to change your life… have you heard of the Red Pill?” (yes I planned that).

I told him of the RP and how “The Rational Male” unplugged me from a life that was slowing killing me. I told him about hypergamy, my awakening, and how much things have changed in only the past 6 weeks. I told him this isn’t a short term solution to life, this isn’t a band-aid for the butthurt bullshit that happens everyday, this isn’t PU skills only meant for getting a rimjob from a HB8. This change is for life and it doesn’t end till we are dead.

I said to him he is the only real person I have talked to about this. I said I can do it on my own, but I want to build a small group of men to ensure we don’t fall. I said to him, I know he can do it… he was a PUA once, and a damn fine one… but if his life is now as bad as mine was… it's time to take the RP.

He had all the questions a plugged in blue pill has, hell I even have the same questions lingering in my mind. “What if I stop doing it in a year?” “I have to do it for the rest of my life?” “Does it work with a depressed wife?” “What if she gets really man?” “But I work with her every day” “How do you not get butthurt?” “You mean I can just walk away from her?” “I don’t know if I have time to work out” “I have a damaged knee, I can’t work out too hard” “I can never ever tell her about the red pill?”

I said I can answer some of those questions and others we can work on together, but many of the questions he will have to hammer through himself, because I’m not him. The first step , however, was he has to own his own shit and read “The Rational Male”. He bought the audio version right there.

The night ended, I shook his hand and asked him to call me when he has listened to the book a few time. I said “Lets fuck shit up my friend, talk to you soon”.