Hello gents. Let me tell you a short valentine's story that illustrates TRP well.

2 years ago I was a beta faggot. I started dating a BPD woman. If you've read the sidebar, you know this is a BAD thing. However, being the massive beta I was, this was the first women who I ever dated or fucked and the oneitis was strong.

Of course, since I had oneitis, and also because she was a psycho BPD, she took full advantage of this to abuse the fuck out of me. I was to be on call at all times -- if I didn't respond to texts in 5 minutes, she would scream at me for hours. If I left to get food and took longer than 30 minutes, she would threaten to break up with me. When we went outside, she would accuse me of looking at other women and scream/yell at me in public, humiliating me. She gaslit me and trolled the fuck out of me constantly. Also she as a feminazi bitch. The last straw? We visited New York together and she kicked me out into the street because she had a new foreign boyfriend who she wanted to fuck. Then, in our last argument, I found out she had been hooking up with a bunch of her dude friends behind my back so yeah, she had been cheating all over me. And yet because of looooovvveeee I accepted all her feelings and treatment of me.

I was so debilitated by this that it actually made me crack and I found TRP. One STD test and one sidebar later, I've done a full 180 and I don't give a fuck about women aside from getting pussy anymore and I don't do LTR or dating because fuck that shit. I'm not some kind of god, but I've had casual sex and I feel secure. But that's not the point of this post.

The ONE thing that we had good in our relationship is good sex. I think it's because I've always been a horny little fuck, but I watched a lot of porn, especially the weird asian fetish shit. I knew how to fuck this girl and she was a demon, probably because of bpd. We would fuck 2-3 times a day and do all kinds of weird BDSM role play shit. She called me daddy. Of course this only lasted in the bedroom, as soon as that was over she would go back to beta-fying me (which is why she lost attraction in the first place, silly me).

So I go about implementing TRP into my life -- abundance, amused mastery, lifting weights, being healthy, focusing on my career and myself. And I start to get some dividends, becoming more social and having success with girls. BPD gf comes crawling back. We start fucking again and she's begging me to take her back. Nope. Plated. I really should have not talked to her at all, but the revenge was just too sweet so I indulged in it. I fucked her and she begged me to date her for 6 months. Then I moved away.

Now she's dating some new guy. She kept trying to message me about it, and I'm unphased and congratulate her. Then the truth comes out... the "I still love you" and "I miss having sex with you" and "he's a nice guy... but it's not like what we could have" blah blah blah. All this shit she never said when I was a beta. BPD hamster gone wild.

The reason I type this post is because I just went on FB to check something (fuck that website btw) and guess what, I stumbled upon her new boyfriend. Guess what, he had her picture all over his FB for valentines day. "I love you so much. You are the one. I love you I love you Ilove you." Tons of likes. Beta glory! Little did he know, on Valentine's day she was texting me that she loved me and that she wanted my dick.

Now as a disclaimer for the onslaught of sperg -- I don't plan on seeing this bitch again. She has BPD and that's a huge issue. I let my revenge fantasy get the best of me, and it was awesome to have sex with her and not be in a relationship, it was a big hurdle for me and I faced my demons. tl;dr behind every blue pill social media fantasy, there is the alpha fucks beta bucks truth.