I debated on whether or not to post this for a while. I'm just writing this to make myself feel better. I probably won't post it.

Like everyone here, I had something that brought me to TRP. I won't bore you with the details, but it's the typical story of a beta being betrayed, questioning why "his" woman doesn't find him attractive, won't touch him anymore, and why she says she has no sex drive while she's out cuddling 38 cocks with her tonsils when you aren't around.

This isn't about my story. My story isn't special. Many men out there have it worse than I do. Remember that. Many men are in worse situations than you are. And it's not too late to turn things around. What I'm here to tell you about isn't where I came from, but where I am, and more importantly, where I'm going.

Let's get some stats. I'm nearly 22, severely obese at right under 300, and I've been handed everything for my entire life. Somehow, I'm turning things around.

In a moment of clarity, I left everything behind. I got rid of my girlfriend (the same one as described above), I got rid of all of my friends, and I changed my life. Three months ago, right now, I'd be sitting in my room, eating a baconator with extra bacon, playing league of legends, and jerking off because no woman would ever want to touch me. I can't tell you how the hell I woke up. I was tired of being unfulfilled. I was tired of being told that I had too many expectations from my girlfriend. I was tired of giving and giving, yet receiving nothing. I was tired of being alone, even with all of these people around me.

So I jumped. I took a leap, and I'm here to tell you that it's paid off handsomely. I'm here to help any of you who are having issues with taking the pill (don't want to say swallowing, too soon). I'm a weak man, but I'm here to contribute what I know.

What I know is this.

Stop making excuses. Stop being held back. Remove any stumbling block from your life, and JUST. FUCKING. GO. We weren't meant to live like this. To live soft, safe lives, where we can drive to find something to stuff our faces with and then press a few buttons and have entertainment and sex readily available. Up until now, men worked for things. What's funny about "things" is that the desire never goes away. No matter how many distractions you surround yourself with. No matter how good the imitation is. You will prefer reality every single time.

What does this mean for you? It means that you're going to be unhappy No matter what you do. No matter what division you're in in League of Legends. No matter how tasty that fast food is. No matter how high quality that porn is. It's not real. And I want real. After three months of these changes, I could never see myself going back to my old ways. I could never accept the illusion of those comforts. Comfort is a lie. Life is uncomfortable, so hang the fuck on.

I've rambled a lot but I want to end this post by speaking to the people who are just like I was. The ones who are afraid. The ones who don't know if TRP is the right answer. The ones who don't know where to go from here.

I want you to understand something. Life is not fair. Nobody in this world owes you a fucking thing. You are a man. Even if you're a scared boy RIGHT NOW, you are a man. You have potential. You have the ability to change things. You are a man. And you have a dick. What's a dick good for? A dick is good for fucking. It's your job to get up and fuck the world. Get off your fucking computer, take a long walk, and figure out what you want to do with your life. And once you've got that figured out, I want you to go out there and fuck the world. Plant your seed and nurture it, develop it, and give birth to your dreams.

I have a long way to go. If you're in the same boat, just know that you aren't alone. The difference is, my boat is unsinkable. Nothing can fucking stop me. Because I'm not the bitch that I was three months ago. I wake up, I get out of bed, and I'm fucking my world every single second of every single day. I'm running, keeping a strict diet, learning skills, taking up hobbies. I'm not there yet, but I have hope. And if that's all I've got, then that's good enough for me. I'm a weak man, but I'll die as a god. Mark my fucking words.