When every entanglement with a woman begins, the sex is as hot and varied as it EVER will be. It will never get better, despite “promises” to the contrary. The variety, frequency and intensity is biologically driven to make men invest in maintaining that level of sex. This is a fools errand. Much like the Red Queen, man is expected to run ever faster, just to stay in the same place. . .and so he commits.

The game is afoot! The pitch for commitment is in the offing. “If we move in together, it (sex) could be like this EVERY DAY!” . . . So, in the interest of maintaining, nay increasing the good times, the man agrees. The funny thing is that the sex doesn’t get better, nor does it increase in frequency. . . First, the sexy outfits get traded in for “leisure clothes” that used to be reserved for laundry day. Then she stops swallowing or blowing you altogether. Anal? Only if you are a good boy.

Now that she has started to use sex as a form of intermittent reinforcement for good behavior, the conditioning phase is well under way. Its deceptive because her words tell you how much she cares for you. She talks about “the future” which really means “her future” and the provisioning required to get back to the sex life that led the man down this road.

She will then start saying “If we were married, I would suck your dick every day!” (They all love to use this one). . . Mind you, she could do this today, but she doesn’t. Yet, guys believe that by committing to her she will give him the sex he wants.

The problem? It never works. She may give the reward initially, in order to further condition her pet, but it never lasts. Next she will want a vacation, where all manner of kinky sex will be promised. The reality is that its your wallet thats getting more action than you will. Dont hold your breath for her to wear the sexy thongs of your dating life. Those days are over. . .

Next, it will be children and then naturally, a house. All of this was designed to limit your freedom while increasing her security & provisioning. Naturally, her attraction plummets. She doesnt have to chase you anymore. You sold commitment cheaply and she has the government (family courts & police) to keep you in line. She can now let herself go.

She will gain weight, and grow ever more demanding. Nothing will make her happy. Her diet will consist of shitty food, mommy wine and she will spend more time on Netflix than on your dick.

Now its time to marshall her resources via divorce. She will slim down and get back to her fighting weight. It may be before the divorce, so she can find her an Instagram or Tinder Chad. Maybe she just takes your house and kids, and then slims down.

Either way, she will get back to the sex life you had when you started dating; only with somebody new. This leaves you, older, poorer and a heart full of anger at her and regrets about opportunities lost. The women you could have fucked, the hobbies you could have developed, even career moves you could have made; had it not been seen as too risky to her financial well being.

The reality is that it was never meant to last. Not really. The only way it ever did was through social shaming, religious shaming and laws that protected a mans interests. These artificial interventions ALL implicitly now that relationships with women are temporary. Or else why place restrictions on their nature at all?

PUA’s would have believe that abundance mentality, i.e. a stable of women, is the answer. This is an external solution to an internal problem. It is only by fostering a rich inner life that one can truly know his own value. In doing so we learn that we must be self sufficient and that a woman is never the answer to any existential crisis of mind. Sex can be had cheaply and easily. Commitment is the death knell of individual freedom and even identity. So rather than run ever faster to stay in the same place for sex, we need to learn to walk at our own pace and enjoy our own lives for what they are. Every day is a gift. We have but one life. Being a martyr for a woman is a wasted life. . a prison.