Hey guys, 1 month redpiller here, fresh out of an STR (not sure if that’s a term), my first relationship ever. I had/am still losing oneitis and posted to asktrp, who then diagnosed me. During this period of introspection I’ve been looking back at where I went wrong in my relationship through the red lens.

I met A through the college I attend in the middle east. I wasn’t really looking for anything but circumstances obliged and we ended up drunkenly cuddling in the back of a friend’s car on a roadrtip. I was super BP at this point; I’d finally found someone to love and I was showering it on her 100%. However I hadn’t committed yet, but I soon did and we were exclusive (mistake #1). I was still enjoying myself at this point but then it all started to fall apart. This girl had been invested in me (brownies, drawings, gifts, I was getting all kinds of shit, honeymoon period I’m thinking) but the minute I got exclusive with her it was a lot harder to get her time. Mind you college work may also have been to blame but we know these bitches will make time if they want to.

Fast forward and I’m kind of attuned to the fact that she has a fuck ton of male orbiters and they regularly pinch,tickle and crack sex jokes with her (RED FLAG motherfucker). Also my friends tell me that she’s flirty af when I’m not around.

I’m pondering this shit for a while, still getting blowjobs when I want and all (was still quite BP, didn’t want to smash even tho she did). Fast forward to where attraction started to die, it’s the day after her birthday and I’m in bed with her and after I’ve had my fill about two times, I concede to decide to fuck her. My preparedness at this point is terrible, Mr. Limp dick has been sucked dry and I can’t get hard with a condom (always practice this shit omg) and so I fail horribly at trying to fuck her and we give up and I tell her she killed the mood.

Not sure if telling her that was a fuckup but she sad af and I go full beta trying to get her happy (I ride the bus with her to drop her back at uni.etc).

Anyways after this she’s still cheating emotionally (attention whoring) with all these dudes and on the advice of one my friends who is high SMV because he is popular (and hence in demand with bitches, who he ignores, which I thought was proof of his ability to have good advice) , I tell her how I “feel.” Biggest fuck up at this point.

You know where this is going. I’m pretty fucking cynical the way I talk to her, almost as if she was a child, I say change or I leave and walk away. Now there’s two lessons here I see now: discussing your feelings will fail your relationship and calling a woman out on her lies accomplishes nothing.

Next day she gives me the necklace I gave her back and BP me takes over and pulls as hard as he can…congrats…game over.

Now that friend I mentioned is RP unconsciously because he manages to attract high-SMV friends, has done drugs when he was in uni in the US (knows shit, super mysterious, lotsa stories) and ignores bitches all the time. Even my bitch was attracted to him.

Also, I should have plated this bitch…making love a precursor to sex is where I messed up.

Anyhow my immediate reaction after getting “dumped” was to pin all my hopes on the plate-the-ex strategy. But as we all know, attraction cannot be forced.

Fast forward to present day, this girl is off my social media (unfriended, deleted), I’ve gotten rid of all pictures and I haven’t talked to her since. When I see her around my group of friends, I ignore her (no eye contact or conversation) unless she directly addresses me and not responding would be going out of the way to be a douche.

I’ve been working on my body (I’ve always done that anyhow) and I’ve been tapping into new friend circles and hopefully will get a plate next chance I get. Also I’m on NoFap (2 days oh lawd), (fantasizing about fucking her was toxic as was porn).

I’m reading books, learning piano off youtube and Origami and all kinds of other stuff. Thank you RP…I still have traces of oneitis but I’ve come a long way since the last time I posted, denying my condition.

TL;DR Looking back at my first relationship through RP lenses,I was a complete BP failure. RP has helped me come a long way through to losing my oneitis.