Last night a true Red Pill Moment happened for me. It was probably the first I've outright seen. A shit test, plain as day.

Back story. We've been married 3 years together for 8 and I'm converting from deeply held blue pill me. The below might seem light purple instead of complete RP, but I've got to slowly go RP. I tried going full RP once before dropping all blue pill and she just thought of me as an asshole. I've got to ween her off of the blue pill teet.

Coming upstairs at night to the bedroom following the wife and turning the lights off downstairs she mentioned that she was going back down there. I knew exactly for what right at that moment, the laundry basket with all the folded clothes. I said "okay, turn the lights back on and then back off when you go back down". She implied that I was going to just bring it up for her and said, " oh, you can't bring the basket up with you?" I replied with a no, I'm already up here and you're the one that wants it so badly.

She started arguing with me, telling me that I didn't do enough around the house, etc., etc. I struggled to hold frame, recently off the Blue Pill Train. I said practically nothing send downstairs and did the dishes much like I do when I get pissed to collect my thoughts and figure out where I stand. The difference is I usually don't say anything more. "I'm not a little bitch, and no one should be talked to that way." I said to myself.

Going back upstairs I compose myself and I tell her, "I cook for us nearly every night of the week, and your complaining about doing the dishes? Do you think it would be more fair if you got to sit there and watch T.V. while I cooked and did the dishes? How about waking up every morning and getting coffee started and lunch together while you get an extra 15 to sleep?" I then said nothing and started putting away the laundry piled on the bed so I could go to sleep.

She came over, wrapped her arms around me and apologized and said she gets so frustrated that she can't keep the house as clean as she'd like. I said that "I'm not a mind reader, if you'd like me to do something to help you have to let me know. I can live with the dishes in the sink till tomorrow, and I can live with clothes not put away if we're both exhausted. If you can't then solve it for yourself. I'm not a hotel cleaning crew member."

This might seem little and petty to you all, but it was a breakthrough moment for me in standing up for myself. I've been telling her no for things for a while now, but never had one of these moments that I knew would come. I hope I'm doing this right.