So I started relapsing, which isn't my first relapse in my years of GMOW. I met a cute young woman with a reserved personality who isn't obnoxious -- a rare find. Started talking to her and developed the feels. Was trying to help her with a few problems in her life, but no action. Simping, Beta Orbiting, whatever you want to call it.

She was so cute and nice I was smitten and found myself envisioning a relationship with her. I was taking it slow purposefully, because I'm over 15 years older than her, so I wanted her to get to know me, etc. However, yesterday a mutual acquaintance of mine and hers saw her and I talking. After, he approached me and ask why I was talking to the "slam piece" of the local bartender.

This cute, young, reserved, Christian girl over whom I was becoming smitten was just the "slam piece" of a barely employed local bartender because that bartender has a funny, cheeky rascal / trickster personality that tends to get people into bed easily (while not itself leading to lasting relationships).

I felt like I wanted to throw up. This girl into which I'd invested some emotional energy (despite being MGTOW for years) because she seemed 'different' was merely a local cocktail-pourer's "slam piece," and others in town knew it. If she isn't good enough for a barely employed chad-lite bartender to call his 'girlfriend,' certainly not good enough for me.

Just another harsh reminder of the truth. They're all just slam-pieces. Gonna hit the weights hard today. Already deleted her number.