To whom it may concern,
You may not know me, but chances are I was in your situation many moons ago, hell, my situation was probably worse than yours. I was the skinny kid in high school that got no pussy and had about three friends, was rarely invited to parties, relied heavily on my mother, was skinny and weak, had no sense of style, and had suicidal thoughts fairly often. I didn’t even go to prom because I didn’t have the balls to ask out the girls who were throwing signs at me.
I’m not going to bore you with all the details. This letter is about what I wish I knew and did when I was a teenager. I'm still feeling the effects of not doing the things contained in this letter; be better than me and heed my advice. The younger you are and the earlier you can implement this advice, the better.
1. Play a sport.
I wish I played football or something in high school. These people got a headstart on making themselves strong and experiencing male comradery. Plus, most of the dudes on the school team fucked cheerleaders. You don’t have to join the school team if you don’t want to, but I’m willing to bet that during lunch there are some dudes playing basketball. Join them. Find a group of people after school. Join them. Just get a sport in your life and take PE seriously. This leads me to my next point…
2. Get swole. Hit the gym at an early age.
I’ve seen people as young as 13 lifting weights. These people end up being stupid strong when they’re in their 20’s. You needn’t start that young, but I’d say 16 is a very reasonable age to start. I started at 18 and decided to compete in powerlifting. Although I’m making strides, I’m getting my ass kicked by kids my age who started when they were still in their mother’s womb compared to me. Don’t make the same mistake I did; hit the gym early and focus on getting massive. People always respect a big, strong man whether the clothes are on or off, abs only work when your shirt is off. If you’re skinny, the following shake is for you. It’s not measured to a T because everybody has different needs. Commons sense applies here; the more of each ingredient you add, the more calories are in the shake. Below is what I drank to gain weight and what I'll be drinking again when I bulk back up.
-12 oz of whole milk
-1 generous scoop of chocolate protein powder.
-2 HUGE scoops of peanut butter
-1 HUGE scoop of Nutella
-a generous handful of almonds
-About half a cup of oats
Drinking this and stuffing my face three times a day as well as following Jim Wendler’s 5/3/1 transformed me from a 132 skeleton to a 183 bulked (fluffy) monster within a year and a half. If you get too big (fat) you can always cut. I did a calisthenics cut recently because the gyms closed and now I’m 156 pounds with veins up and down my arms, a visible/defined 8-pack, and extremely visible leg muscles if I flex. Now that gyms are opening back up I’m looking forward to joining the big boys in the 200-pound club.
3. Keep your head down and stay the course.
Radical self-improvement isn’t easy. It will be painful. Your muscles and joints will ache from lifting. You will feel lonely. You will feel depressed at times. You will feel lost. You will be angry that you’re not getting results fast enough. Calm down. Keep your head down and stay the course. You will get there as long as you put in the effort and trust what works. Head down, keep going; You WILL get there. This is important to keep in mind because you will be bombarded by blue pill/purple pill influences all the time. You're more likely to fall prey to their rhetoric if you're in a bit of a slump. Don't fall for it. Head down, one foot in front of the other, you'll make it.
4. Be selfish and prideful.
The more you value yourself and improve yourself, the more people will see you as valuable. Since you’re perceived as valuable, people will want to do things to win you over. This is the core of The Red Pill. You want women to treat you right? Treat yourself right. You want respect? Respect yourself. I wish I knew this when I was 16 years-old being used by women because I thought being selfless would get me laid. I didn’t have an ounce of self-respect or pride and ended up doing every bitch's homework. Nowadays if I even sense that I’m being used and I’m getting nothing in return, I kick the girl to the curb. I'm either going to get a place to blow my load or I'll make her hit the road. Women will always try to use you for something, it's just their nature, but they really explore their manipulative nature in their teens. Don't fall for it and have some self-respect. That goes for more than just women; being selfish and prideful is the secret to a powerful and vital existence.
5. Don’t chase women.
I know you came here because you want to fuck bitches, but before you can do that you have to become a man of value, or else you’re just going to be wasting time and you’ll become even more frustrated. Even if you are successful at chasing women at this age, all the time you’ll have wasted on pittance and pussy could have been better spent preparing yourself for the future. A man’s SMV doesn’t peak until he’s in his 40s. You’ll have plenty of time for women. Be patient and focus on building your empire. However, if you can get some ass and you see some chick throwing you IOIs, then, by all means, have a good time with her. Don't make the same mistake I did and never make a move, but never, ever, focus on women during the most crucial years of your life. What you do now will affect you for the rest of your life. If you waste these years chasing pussy instead of building yourself up, it’ll show later.
6. Know you’ll have the last laugh.
Have you ever wondered why so many content contributors come back and brag about how a chick that once curbed them is all of a sudden hitting them up? Or why so many of us talk about how much we’ve improved while our friends are still lazy pieces of shit? The answer is simple; it’s true.
Don’t worry about that chick that curbed you and treated you like shit. Chances are she won’t amount to much. The same goes for the people who’re kicking you around for wanting to improve. The Red Pill isn’t something you can just study and become the man you want to be in a day. It’s a pursuit that takes years and in the end, if you stay the course, you will have the last laugh. A majority of the people I went to high school with are still doing the same shit they did while in high school; nothing but reckless hedonism and surrogate activities. Most are still in my tiny hometown. All the women that rejected me are either depressed, getting their mind ruined by dick and drugs, pregnant without proper resources to sustain a child, failing at life, or getting fat as fuck. I'm one of the most successful people to come out of my hometown and I'm proud of it.
I’ll conclude this letter with something I wish somebody told me when I was going through the struggles of becoming a man.
“You’re stronger than you think. You’ll be okay.”
See you in the winner's circle,