My story:

I grew up a scrawny + nerdy kid, who had only kissed one girl prior to the age of 16. I was a very anxious person and didn't ever have the balls to flirt with girls or try to make any moves. I always believed that girls would eventually fall for me when they realized how nice a guy I am.

Fast forward a few years to college, when I found TheRedPill. After many months of working my ass off in the gym and studying game, I started to put on some muscle mass and gain some confidence. By senior year, I was hooking up with a new girl every few weeks and was completely satisfied with life. I had sex with 6 different girls last year.. for someone who was incel until age 21, I was happy with my progress.

Then I met her. A devout Christian girl who was an HB9 (skinny/tall model body w a cute face) who was going into finance and was saving herself for marriage (supposedly). Her right-wing dad was a natural alpha, and she was pro-life, pro-trump, etc. etc. I became enamored with her, and she was seemingly into me, claiming I was one of the first guys she ever made-out with and how "no other guy has ever been so nice to me" (mistake #1).

We ended up moving to the same city (her for work and I for grad school) and the past few months have been "seeing" each other, going on dates, and just taking it slowly. I say "seeing" because we were meeting up at neutral locations like movies, dinner, or shows and then parting our separate ways, and I wasn't being sexual with her at all because I figured she was "saving herself" and I didn't want to come off as a horny scumbag (mistake #2) and turn her off.

I didn't want to lose her, because I was under the false notion that she saw me in her future and kept picturing a fantasy that this girl was going to be my future wife because she's the perfect mate (smart, rich, hard working, not slutty, sweet/loving). She stopped texting me regularly and I figured it was just because of her busy job, but now I realize it is because she just lost interest in me.

I was STARVING myself from pussy because I thought she was going to be worth it in the end. I rejected several advances from other girls because I wanted to be true to her.

Today I decided enough is enough and asked her clearly what she considered our relationship status. I had planned to tell her that we needed to move closer to one another, be more intimate with each other, or cut it off, because I wasn't getting enough interest from her. And she literally friend-zoned me on the spot, saying the past few times we had gone out she thought of us as more of friends (despite the fact that I would put my arm around her waste and shoulders as we walked about town, and would kiss her goodbye, etc.).

She deflected my attempt to define the "relationship" into her one-upping me. My ego was bruised. I was about to go off on her and tell her how she could have told me this so long ago and I wasted so much time, money, and effort WITHOUT getting any pussy because I seriously thought she was a potential mate.

But my natural alpha roommate convinced me to just play it cool and let her know that I felt the same way, and to NOT give her the satisfaction of being the one to end the relationship.

I have ZERO interest in being her friend, and will only talk to or see her if she reaches out to ME. Until then, on to the next one.

SO I'm back boys. Back to hitting the gym 5 days a week and chasing tail. It's time to have fun and join the climb to the top once again.

Lessons learned:

  1. AWALT. There is NO such thing as a unicorn.
  2. Don't spend too much time on here, but always come back to the top posts or else you will slowly find yourself being reprogrammed back into the bluepill mindset.
  3. Plan for the future, but LIVE in the present.
  4. Don't get married, apparently.