I've been thinking about this for a few weeks now, and I think there's a misunderstanding about what most red pillers mean when we talk about "the blue pill". In fact, I would wager that most of the people on PPD who identify as "blue pill" aren't really "blue pill", at least not in the sense red pill people mean by the term.

"The Blue Pill"

Obviously, /r/TheBluePill was founded as a parody after /r/TheRedPill. But the term "the blue pill" as used by TRP was intended to describe a sort of ignorant, hopeless romanticism that they themselves experienced a rude and often traumatizing awaking from. It was never intended as a way to "other" (to borrow the SJW term) anyone who wasn't in the TRP community. In fact, it was never intended to represent any kind of coherent ideology at all in the first place.

As just one point of comparison, it's actually very common for people who catch their long-term partner or spouse in an affair to describe it as reality-shattering. As if their very understanding of reality had been pulled out from under them. They've been shaken badly in a way they couldn't have ever imagined. I've experience this myself when I discovered that my wife, who I'd been with a total of 8 years at the time, had been having an on-again-off-again affair with my best friend, pretty much throughout the entire time we were together. All along, my friend would continue to be friends with me even though, in retrospect, I should have seen the awkwardness in his eyes, and the periods of distance where he would avoid me. I've spent the past 2 years since coping with it. People often describe depression as a "dark place", but you never really understand how real that description is until you've been there, literally seeing the world through a dark fog of evil and malaise.

Before all of this, I was I very content. In fact, if you had asked me, I would say I was very happy. But I wasn't really. I was trying my best to live up to what I thought were the expectations of being a man in a relationship. My wife grew bitter and I didn't see it. I "tried harder" and it didn't help. I did more dishes, helped more around the house, bought her more things, and even encouraged her to quit her job because I was "worried about how stressed she was" even though she only worked part-time at a coffee shop. Stress was a common reason for why our sex life had diminished, and why she seemed less and less interested in doing things with me.

She was "so different" though. I was lost in a romantic fantasy of who I thought she was, and how I thought relationships were supposed to work. The worse things got, the more "beta" I tried to be to make up for it, hoping that if only I would try harder to make her happy she would return the favor. It worked some of the time, but I could usually tell she felt obligated to "reward" or "encourage" my attempts and that it really didn't inspire her the way I hoped it would.

Anyway, I don't really mean to rant on about my life story; I could write a novel about it... The point is, I was lost in a blue pill fantasy land. I suspect that many of the people here who self-identify as "blue pill" are not nearly as ignorant or naive as I was, or maybe it's just that it's easier to be objectively worldly about relationship issues on the internet when talking about abstract concepts or hypotherical scenarios than it is to actually see it in yourself in your own relationships, when you're lost in the emotion, and the stakes are higher, and your conviction is eroded by self-doubt. Discovering TRP is probably the best thing that's ever happened to me, despite the unfortunate circumstances it took to get me here. My marriage is 100% better since then. My wife is very cheerful and genuinely inspired toward me in a way I haven't seen since we were just first dating over 10 years ago. And no, I don't have to manipulate her or emotionally abuse her. But I did have to go through a very long and often confusing journey (what we often call "unplugging") to rediscover what it means to be a man, and to learn how to assert my personal values and boundaries ("frame"). And yes, even how to become a little bit ok with the possibility of losing her in the process ("outcome independence") and realize that no matter how much it would hurt to lose her, there are other women out there who are capable and willing to form meaningful and fulfilling relationships with me ("abundance mentality") And I think those principles were key. They gave both of us a serious reality check when I realized just how much I had invested my own ego and self-image in to her, and how much of a burden it was on her to feel that from me. And from her end I think it gave her a wake-up call as to just how much she had taken me for granted.

Anyway, this ended up being a lot longer than I intended. My point is just that, I think of lot "BP" people here on PPD take for granted that there's this "us vs them" dynamic, and I'm willing to bet that most "BPers" here either aren't all that blue pill in the first place, or are maybe still a little naive themselves, and maybe you shouldn't take for granted how easy or happy your relationships are.