SUMMARY

Knowing the basics of Red Pill theory helped me dodge a bullet from an alpha widow who was looking to "settle down". Sometimes, it's best to take a non-judgemental look at yourself and really evaluate whether you are a lover or a provider. In this case, I was the provider. I decided to turn shit into sugar, and I had an epiphany as to why I had the last laugh with this girl.

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Meeting Michelle (HB9, not real name) was the best thing that could have happened to me. Not because she was a cool girl or anything, but she's literally the exact type of woman that I would NOT want to involve myself with, sexually or emotionally.

The First Encounter

When I first met Michelle, I was at work, when she came into my store with her friend. I helped them out, then rang them out at the cash register. When they left the store, her friend runs in with a cellphone, saying:

"My friend Michelle thinks you're the sexiest Asian guy she's ever seen, she wanted to ask for your number but she's too scared to do it herself."

What a boost to my ego. I felt great, especially since I was getting no pussy at that time, so I thought hey, why not. I just learned about The Red Pill, I could practise some stuff.

Mistake #1: I tried to meet up with her ASAP, conveying scarcity mentality.

She texted me, saying shit like:

"Why can't there by more Asian guys like you?"

"I was afraid of asking for your number myself because I thought you'd have a girlfriend."

"Let's go out tomorrow! I'll pick you up after work, and I'll buy you dinner ;)"

Wow she must really like me. Free ride? Free meal? Why the fuck not. That's when I realized I broke Law 40: Despise the Free Lunch

The First Date

I'll cut straight to the bullshit. After a little banter about who we were and getting to know each other, she threw me a huge comfort test (not a shit test), asking me if I was friends with any of my exes. Keep in mind, this was literally 5-10 minutes within having dinner.

Knowing about the Red Pill, I decided to hold frame and explain that yes, I am actually friends with some of my exes, I don't hold grudges with any of them. You meet people, and sometimes things don't work out. Nothing personal.

She then proceeds to LOSE HER SHIT.

"What's her name?! I need to see a picture so I can find this girl and knock her out!"

"If you want to get into a relationship with me, you need to cut out all these hoes."

After showing a picture "That's your ex? She's ugly as fuck haha."

Mistake #2: Putting up with crazy is okay, because I'm "Red Pill" and I can change this girl.

This girl is hot as fuck, I'll just deal with her shit because you know, her pussy must be magical. Listen, I was desperate for pussy. This was my chance to get some action, so I just let that shit slide. In reality, I should have walked away because future me is laughing right now, saying how this chick isn't worth it.

The First Cuddle

The next day, she texts me saying she'll pick me up from work and she'll drop me off at home. Once we're inside, she immediately starts cleaning up my house (not that it was dirty, but in her eyes she felt that things needed to be more kept and was more than happy to do the work), preps up my dinner, and gives me a back rub.

I would be lying if I said I didn't feel like a king. It was great having a woman at my place doing this shit for me.

After all this and eating dinner, she asked if I wanted to cuddle. (Just wanted to add that after the first dinner, we made out so it's not like I hadn't even gone through that before cuddling.)

Mistake #3: Don't "cuddle" with a girl if you're intentions are to fuck. It was my fault that I didn't explain/show her what my intentions were. Fuck first, then cuddle. Don't cuddle then expect to fuck. Provider vs. Lover, your call.

We cuddled for a good 5 minutes when I realized, what the fuck am I doing? Is this what I really want from her? I'm trying to fuck this girl. I have an hb9 in my bed and I'm cuddling?! I immediately escalate, when she throws me my first real shit test.

The Shit Test(s)

"I'm not fucking unless if we get into a relationship, there's no way around that. I've been fucked over by too many guys to put myself in that situation again."

Too many guys? What is that supposed to mean? This got me genuinely curious.

I decided to go Machiavellian and played the Beta emotional tampon (I had already failed the shit test by cuddling first, I realized this, her frame was too strong) to gain the information I needed, thinking that I can revert back to being "Alpha".

Gems:

  • Had over 30+ sex count (she's 21)
  • Claims to be psychologically and physically abused by previous boyfriends.
  • Needed someone to go with her to the Doctor's to get her head checked up from a previous accident
  • Has no job and is relying on grandma to support her.
  • She was an ugly duckling in her previous years, and improved her image drastically.
  • Constantly bullied during high school.
  • "Had" a fuck buddy that lived 2 streets down from me. Claims that they're "just friends" and no longer "fuck" any more. This fuck buddy of hers, I know from school. Very good looking fellow, our definition of Chad Thundercock.

Mistake #4: Giving emotional value to a woman without her putting out is a sure way to land yourself in the provider role.

I felt pity for the girl. I really did. Realizing though, that this was getting no where, I sent her on her way home. Before she left, she grabbed my dick, looked me in the eye and said

"When we get into a relationship, you're going to be the happiest guy in the world."

My father taught me that talk is cheap, and to always judge people by their actions. So I didn't let this get to my head.

The Poison In The Well

This "fling" I had with Michelle went on for a good 3 weeks. We didn't see each other every day (she wanted to, but due to work and school times, I didn't really have time to see her every day, it was more like every other day).

Mistake #5: If you're attempting to spin plates, keep your options open. Don't limit yourself to one girl.

She'd always pick me up from work, drop me off at home. Give me dinner, clean up my house. The usual shit. Though I wasn't getting sex, I was still benefiting from her. Why would I take the bus home when I have someone willing to pick me up, no questions asked?

During this time, she had been pushing HEAVILY to get into a relationship.

She wanted to be Facebook official(which I didn't agree to), started posting pictures of me on Instagram, invited me to her house to meet Grandma and feed me delicious Italian food.

Sounds great, right? One problem, NO SEX. NOT EVEN A HANDJOB.

Despite being given all these gifts, I wasn't given the gift of sex. It was a double standard because why the fuck am I getting this "special" treatment when she HAS a fuck buddy living 2 streets down from me, probably getting blowjobs for free? (I found out that she'd been seeing this guy to "chill and hang out ;)", give him a "haircut" and shit) Why was I not getting my dick sucked, why do I have to jump through all these damn hoops to get access to her pussy. I started questioning whether this shit was really worth it.

Then one night, we were watching Netflix when she drops this gem:

"I need help with my phone bill, you make so much at your job! Be selfless for once, will ya?"

My heart sunk. This is what it's come down to. A fucking ATM machine. 3 weeks of knowing this girl.

I told her no, that wouldn't be happening. She got very upset. Threw a tantrum and shit. I just looked at her as if she was crazy. She apologized, and excused herself from my house when I wasn't giving her attention. 3 days later, this lead to...

The First, and Final "Fuck"

She went nuclear. Started sending me nudes, very flirty texts saying what she'd do to me the next time we hung out. Even sent me a picture of birth control, claiming she had taken it and I was more than welcome to nut in her.

I laughed, I knew what the fuck was going on. You're that desperate to have my babies huh? So I played along.

She shows up at my house, uninvited. As soon as she comes in, she immediately escalates with me.

Heavy making out, a lot of groping from both parties. Within 10 minutes, she lays on the bed, legs spread wide open.

"Fuck me, right now. You've been waiting for this for a while!"

This entitled bitch, doesn't even try to get me hard through a handjob or blowjob lol. Thank God the inner beta came out of me because I wasn't able to get hard (too much jacking off and porn will do that to you fellas ;) )

Long story short, we didn't fuck. Wasn't able to get it up. I knew I wasn't gonna get it up without her help, so why bother.

She excused herself and went home.

Haven't heard from her since. THE END

LESSONS LEARNED/REALIZATIONS

  • There is no such thing as unconditional love from these women. Everything she did, from the free rides, free food, FREE SEX... all had a condition: to get me as her emotional tampon. She manipulated my emotions because she knew how to.
  • I put myself into the provider role. I wasn't congruent with myself, because I knew deep down I just wanted to fuck, but I was too much of a pussy to walk away when my conditions weren't met. Always be willing to walk away ,that's TRUE ABUNDANCE MENTALITY.
  • Be weary of women who approach you first, because you never know what other guys she may be doing that to behind your back.
  • If you want to spin plates, make sure you let them know right away what your intentions are.
  • If you're inexperienced, expect to have women try and take advantage of you one way or another. Also, realize that by them doing this, they're not necessarily bad people. It's just their way of getting what they want in life. You can't blame them for that. Just realize that you have boundaries and you won't allow to be disrespected the way I was.
  • Don't let flattery get to your head. Women will feed your ego, experienced women know how to emotionally manipulate their prey. Why should a woman sell you sex when she can sell you your ego instead?
  • The first step to becoming a lover is accepting you are a provider. I've made many mistakes with this girl. Too many. And I'm glad I did, because now, I know what NOT to do if I'm trying to get my first fuck buddy. It's all a matter of how you look at things.
  • Your frame is the only thing you have. Guard it with your life.
  • And for God's sake, don't stick your dick in crazy. If I had, I could have been paying her cold cash to "support her baby" aka "Pay her phone billz"

If I had to sum up this experience to newcomers it'd be this:

Youre gonna have to deal with shit like this if you want to achieve greatness. A lot of experienced Red Pillers understand that this is just one of the few examples of bullshit you're gonna have to fight your way through. Your frame is only thing you have, and don't let others (women or men) take advantage of what you have. The transition from provider to lover is a drastic change. You've got to be willing to put in the work. Reading a few posts here and there won't make you Red Pill.

TAKE ACTION. STOP JACKING OFF AND WATCHING PORN. STOP PLAYING VIDEO GAMES AND WATCHING NETFLIX. STOP EATING GARBAGE. STOP TRYING TO BE PERFECT. STOP MAKING EXCUSES, YOUR HEIGHT, LOOKS AND RACE ONLY MATTER TO A CERTAIN EXTENT. READ. LIFT WEIGHTS. MEDITATE. TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEALTH. SOCIALIZE. FUCK ESCORTS. SPIN PLATES. FIND QUALITY WOMEN WHO ARE WORTHY OF LTR'S. GET HOBBIES. FIND PASSIONS. TRAVEL THE WORLD. MAKE SERIOUS CASH. HAVE FUN, LIVE LIFE. EXPERIENCE.

Learn from your experiences, and refer to The Red Pill every now and then, because it's the truth. Some people will view my story as a major fuck up, and you know what, it is. BUT THE RED PILL MAKES THAT MUCH MORE SENSE WHEN YOU HAVE EXPERIENCES LIKE THIS. From a former plugged in Blue Piller, trust me on this one. Blue pillers have zero experiences to make reference points from. Of course they'll think the Red Pill is bullshit. You'll make mistakes man, but who gives a fuck. Honestly. Hey, at least you're headed down the right path though. You'll be successful, I can guarantee it.

Thanks for reading!