I used to be the definition of a blue-pill simp when I was in my early twenties. I believed in romantic love and showing a woman how I felt, at all costs. I mean I would buy her flowers and go out of my way to treat a woman nice. I had no clue back then.

So I had serious oneitis for this one chick. For years. I spent most of my early twenties obsessing over whether she liked me or not. It was that bad. And she knew this full well. In other words, I never got anywhere and she knew I wanted her.

So, of course, she kept me around as an ego boost until she ditched me completely for another guy. Half a year later, she comes out of the woodwork telling me I'm the love of her life and ditching me was her biggest mistake ever.

I didn't know any better, so we sorta got together. The second things got serious, she brought the same guy from before back into the picture. She ended up cheating on me and ditching me for the same guy in the exact same way again.

Of course, blue-pill me didn't know that at the time, because she sure as hell didn't tell me, so I sent her a barrage of messages trying to figure out what was going on. It got real desperate and it wasn't pretty. Never got any reply or anything. I literally went from "love of her life" to not existing overnight.

Now, four years later, she's trying to message me on one of my socials that I rarely log into.

I'm in shape, made a shitload of money, and am living the life. She's used up, gained weight, in debt, and I feel absolutely no need to find out what she has to say.

To you young guys: these women aren't special. Don't waste your time like I did in my twenties. You might think you're cool showing her how you feel, like a knight in shining armor, but women will punish you mercilessly for it and you'll be left with nothing but regret later in life. Keep your dignity and live for yourself.