In the recent 6 months I improved my marriage. From declining amounts of sex to fucking wild and getting my dick sucked after lunch.

Being married to me became a spiritual battle. I used 3 concepts based on Red pill theories that I implied on my daily marriage life and it improved my married and sex life a lot.

  1. SRD

I created a own social life outside of my marriage including my children. For a lot of locals in my area, Sport mom's, waitresses they assumed (some still assume it) that I'm a Single Raising Dad. For months I took my kids to their sport, family friendly restaurants, even weekend trips. My wife didn't even know the name of my kids team, because she took the feminist agenda "Me" time and I did not complain. I flirted with the single moms, the waitress, was small talking with everyone. Regardless if she was a milf or a random 4.

After months of doing so, my wife saw women greeting me on the regular and she had no clue who they were. Kept interviewing me who these women are.

"Hey you again, how you doing? How are your kids? Oh, thats your WIFE?"

Wife: "WHO IS THAT?"

"Hey whats up? That workout you recommended kicks ass. Your nutritional advice was spot on."

"Nice. How is your business going you said you want to....? Btw this is my wife"

These conversation happen 1-2 times per months, my wife has no clue who these women are.

Well after doing this for 4-6 months, there is no "me" time. She is there every practice with her kids, I used to take the kids say "bye, have fun relaxing". Now she is our shadow and guess what, im fucking the shit out of her, she literally starts grabbing me to bed and can't wait until the kids go to sleep. Yeah, I was a mastrubating husband, that complained about his wife not wanting sex, like the other fat fuck father's around my neighborhood. I talk with my neighbor's wives every now and then, some litteraly laugh and lightly pull my shirt by the sleeve while laughing, with 0 self awareness. My wife's notices it, because she mentions it as soon as we get back home.

  1. LBM

I'm sure you hear her nagging voice already "Can you take out the trash?" "Did you forget the milk? Again?" "The dishwasher is empty, why didn't you use it?"

Living By Myself. I act like I live by myself. That means, I have a standard. I try to keep it 100% of the time, but I fail sometimes in the chore department and still need improvement. However, most of the time I meet my standard. I cook healthy for myself and the family. I do important daily chores like I'm living by myself. After im done with everything, I enjoy the evening and do whatever the fuck I want. "We need xyz for tomorrow can you get it now?" "No!" "But...." "If it's that important go get it for yourself, leave me alone for today thanks." And I go on doing whatever I was doing. After my daily standard is met, im done. Regardless of what load she tries to put on me, or guilt trip, I literally don't care.

  1. GTFU

Get the fuck up! Do something for your body. Get fit! The gym was dull for me after a few years. After deadlifting for 340 for reps, squatting 240 and benching 200. I looked fit, but still felt that void. Well, martial arts filled that gap. I literally left last year afer my first muay thai class and said "That's it! You dumb fuck why didn't you join earlier." I got a new circle of friends. We watch fights together, sometimes I join the single young dudes when they go to the club. Gave me some new self confidence boost, because young women still flirt with me and some try to fuck, I'll leave it at that.

Recently we met after work. We went for a massage after lunch. The night before we had sex. We had to pick up the kids afterwards, I told her "first we go home real quick!" (Was on our way) "Why?" "You gonna suck my dick and then we go on with our day!"

That being said, there have been main events. She even went psycho one day, told me I don't care about her so much, I'm selfish, only thinking about myself (which obviously is not true because is spent the majority of time for my family and my kids development), some more emotional random accusations. I took the divorce papers, told her to get a grip and keep the family together or shut the fuck up and sign right here. I signed everything, just needed her signature. That was the last Main event, the next day she never mentioned it and for now I have a few months of harmony, but I'm married long enough to know it won't last.

TL;DR - Act like you're a single raisins dad. Act like you live by yourself and pick up a martial art.