I'm probably not posting in the right place, or I'm not certain that I am. I just wanted to write about my experiences as someone who implemented game in the earlier 2000's (under Neil Strauss and Mystery, Jugger, teachings etc. I DID in fact get that a lot of this quest was about us men working on self improvement. I found myself meeting fairly good success - although, I'm not a large man, I have a good build, and a face most women like (some a lot) I got pretty good at what I was doing; for the first time in my life making accomplishments - not only with 5's, but with some serious 6's, 7's, and 8's most anyone here would love to fuck. My life ended up wreckless though. My drinking took hold of me. Still I went to de-tox, cleaned my self up, finished my degree, and landed a job in my field. I had still been through tumultous relationship after tumultuous relationship, with a few crazies dappled in between. But the absolute worst relationship (and we weren't even married) was with the narcissist; She'd badger me accusations of cheating. She would threaten to cheat herself. I knew all this stuff and the signs to run away - I had read enough rooschv. But I continued to make excuses for her shit behavior (Her fuckin dad died when she was 3, had boyfriends who beat her up, blah blah.) I made too many excuses for this wench - why? There's one beta element to my personality that hinders everything. I feel sorry for the woman. I know, I know. That's bad. Us men, even if we're not totally healed from a tragic childhood, we somehow have an ability to aspire to not repeat things - re-live things. Many women are different. Many cannot escape that bubble - that void. The only ones who can are those who willfully wish to improve upon their own lives. There are many women unable, or uncaring to do this. Self-assuaging is far more easy for them than self development. I have been through hell and back, and luckily I have no children, nor no wife. But the hell I'm going though, my fellow brothers is complete hell. Even after a restraining order, she's not leaving me alone. I know about game. I know about frame. But this is a whole other animal. Don't end up this way my brothers. write me if you want some insight into my experiences. We men must help eachother out. Now, I'm not a scared person, and I'm not someone who cant handle their own - but I know there are many men like me; we can turn the tables