I will be turning 21 in about five months. It's been a year since I have swallowed The Pill and since then, I've improved myself in just about every area of my life: I've quit WoW, began taking my studies and work more seriously(I'm a math major and I'm currently working a crappy fast-food job as a way to get money), made better choices in life such as living at home for college to get a full ride, began playing golf again, began lifting and just recently, took up voice acting. Even though I've screwed up and fallen off of my path multiple times, the difference in me is astounding.

But back to the main point of this post. My 31 year-old brother is your typical Beta in the world: good engineering job, has a nice house with a huge mortgage, plays video games in spare time, doesn't exercise, is skinny-fat, etc. Not that any of that matters, because he is gay and has a different sexual strategy. His partner is very similar to him: out-of-shape, overweight, plays video games, engineering job, etc.

About two days ago, me, my mother, brother and his partner all drove about 4 hours for my sister's graduation in another, distant city. As a result, I didn't eat as much or as healthy as I normally do now.

When we were driving back, we all stopped to grab something to eat at this fast-food restaurant in a town between my home city and the city we went to. Realizing that there was an organic supermarket right across the street, I refused the fast-food offered by my family and picked up a $5 salad from across the street. When I came back to munch it up, shit got really annoying.

My entire family has noticed that I have been improving myself and they do not like it because they have always viewed me as an Omega loser my entire life (probably because my mother drugged me with ADHD medication when she found out I excelled in mathematics and did shitty in reading girly books and punished me when I socked a bully in the jaw when he crossed me as a child). My brother told me, verbatim, "You need to stop lifting so heavy; people die from exercising like that. One of my boss's friends was all fit like that and he died after he ran a marathon." I responded, "Did he drink Lysol before he ran?" in a sarcastic tone. That retarded conversation went on, with him basically telling me to stop working out and start eating junk food again. On top of that, everyone told me to start taking out more student loans because "it's the time of [my] life and it's only downhill from here."

Everyone, especially your family, wants you to remain a Beta/Omega.