I found TRP 5 years ago while Google-searching “How to get out of the friendzone”. Thankfully, one of the Google search results led me to TRP where I read post after post after post; alongside articles from Rollo Tomassi’s The Rationale Male.
During my first four months of finding TRP I literally read TRP all day long, day after day. I read through TRP posts as if I was studying for an examination. I particularly enjoyed the comments section, they were pure gold those day. You got even more revelation from the comments than from the main posts. I read TRP so much that my eyes began to hurt – literally and figuratively (“Why do my eyes hurt?” – Neo).
However there was one theme I kept reading over and over, yet couldn’t internalize: How to Stop Giving a Fuck. I won’t forget that day I clicked on a Sidebar Article which had been posted a few months before I found TRP – One Key Step to Not Giving a Fuck (Originally, The Guide to Accepting Yourself Even When Women Don’t). The poster deleted his account shortly afterwards. May the soul of his account rest in perfect peace.
That post changed my life forever. I later realized that learning to accept myself and not to give a fuck about many things is key to developing many other traits such as Frame, Abundance, etc. The post is on the sidebar, but throughout my 5 years on TRP, I have never seen anyone refer to it either in a post or a comment; hence this post. I’ll paste the original post here:
Recently someone here posted about how women define "average" in astronomical terms, based on some bullshit a girl said while shit testing him. Most of the responses didn't understand that he was being tested because most of the commenters aren't ok with themselves at all.
Know all those dating apps and sites you use? Know how you like to finely craft introductions designed to make the woman see you in a favorable light?
Don't do that.
Send any one of these messages that say, "I love me and I don't care if you do."
1 - "Boners."
2 - "Super boners."
3 - "I'm going to be playing video games all week but you can come over this weekend and do my laundry."
4 - "Do you ever get those crusties in your asshole and pick them out in the shower?"
5 - "Want to help me practice for my driver's exam? The police said I can finally get my license."
These messages are not meant to get you a woman. The responses you receive (you will get responses) will show you how much better this type of "who really fucking cares right?" attitude matches up against, "Oh god oh god oh god I'd better say the right thing."
And that leads us to today's lesson:
You don't matter that much.
Sorry, but if the fate of the world rested on your shoulders we'd all be fucked. You're reading how-to guides about becoming ok with yourself. So really you don't matter that fucking much.
And that's fine! That's preferable. It takes pressure off your shoulders. You can walk into a bar and tell a girl that you're a martian whose pants will explode at midnight unless an earth girl removes them with her teeth. Guess what? No one will care! Tomorrow CNN will run a headline about ISIS feeding babies to elephants and your pickup line will become just another blip in the endless history of the universe.
Corollary - Women will try to make you think that you should matter a whole lot. They'll tease you and ask you why you're not a buff macho kingpin or why you don't own 10 businesses and a thousand dogs. The important thing to notice here is: That's what they say, not what they think.
Most women wouldn't give ten shits about your income or dog breeding knowledge if you are ok enough with yourself to show them a good time. Confidence does not come to you by knowing that you're big stuff and that you're a huge valuable part of society. If it did, hardly anyone would be confident because hardly anyone actually matters that much.
Confidence comes with knowing that you don't matter that much and that other people really don't either, women included. So if it's not that big of a deal, what do you have to lose?
Little people often have big pride.
It helps them not feel little. It's a defense mechanism. Being defensive is itself a small and impotent thing to do.
Pride weighs a lot. It's one of the biggest forms of baggage and some of you have been feeling it in your chest for years without realizing it. It comes in the form of thoughts like, "What am I going to be doing a year from now? Two years from now? If all my dreams aren't coming true, I'm a worthless piece of shit."
Or, "I need the perfect body, most money, and biggest adventures or I'll be a drain on humanity, just another turd in the bucket."
Or, "If I don't bang every hot chick and turn into a fuck stud of epic proportions, I'm just another waste of space."
People who don't care if they get ass...get more ass than you.
People with shitty bodies who don't give a fuck...get more ass than you.
People who have zero ambition and are ok with that...get more ass than you.
If it is truly your ambition in life to become something great, then you will follow that ambition no matter what. You won't dither about it. You won't get confused and wonder if you're doing the right thing. You definitely won't beat yourself up about not doing it.
So if you're an ambitionless ham planet and you absolutely love your life, there's no reason to qualify yourself to women ever. If you're a healthy cut millionaire and you hate your life, well I can't help you with that. .0001% problems.
So make a list of the shit you love about yourself that women would call "immature" or "irresponsible" and then realize that shit is all in your head. Almost anything you do (short of rape and murder) can be awesome and praiseworthy if you love doing it and you're solid about that to the core.
Women will prod at you all day and shit test, saying, "Well a mature real man is like this," or, "I can only be with a man who blah blah blah." If you aren't ok with yourself, you'll cave to this type of bullshit instantly. If you're fully ok with yourself, you'll laugh it off and continue on being you.
There are no rules for life other than eat, sleep, breathe, and survive. The rest is completely made up. Clothes? Optional. Words? Optional. Bathing? Optional. Dating? Made up. Relationship standards? Fiction. Breeding? Unnecessary.
You could wake up tomorrow and pretend you're an African prince who has to drive backwards to work or else the mafia will come and steal your asshole. And that would make only marginally less sense than people driving to the same workplace every day to get money to pay for a piece of the planet they were born on which can be taken away by a group of people in a big building with giant metal rooms full of green paper.
So you don't matter that much and life is ridiculous. You couldn't possibly make life any more ridiculous than it already is. So don't go around acting like every little action matters.
God bless the original Poster.