It's 2018 and a young man finds himself falling on 'hard times' and wistfully glancing back to the past.

High school was different for this young individual, he was popular and had many, many friends. It didn't matter about his weight because he owned it. It didn't matter that he was socially retarded because everyone else was too. This boy fully bought in to the blue pill dream, he wielded the blue ideologies with red tendencies pouring through. When school is over the boy decides to try college. In fact he must have liked college so much because he visited several colleges in the area in the first year. It didn't seem like he was the kind to stick things out. Jobs flitted in and out of his young life just as people did. There was never a shortage of friends however, the opposite sex began to feel more alien to him. People, it seemed, always had an ulterior motive when talking to me. Oh I miss you school, you were a safe dream where I could be confident AF with 0 repercussions the young boy thought. The young boy's father had left the same time he finished with high school and as the boys SMV decreased so did his happiness. Relationship with mother turned to absolute dogshit. He was converted to an overweight, good for nothing, perverted, creepy blue mess.

As time goes on and the boy's cannons of anger and resentment are fully turned in. He destroys himself. Many visits to mental health ward followed by a very very large handful of pills. The boy's mind had broken.

The mans eyes open.

Everyone else that he knew looked different. That was it... Pain. The man knew what he was seeing was the truth. No one else around him acknowledges this. Friends and Family were pushed away.

Eventually the man with the broken mind sobers himself to do some serious thinking. Ironically enough, that's what he thought he was doing too much of. No. This was a different kind of thinking. The good kind of thinking. Not about what could go wrong, but what he could do right.

So gents, I wrote that story just to give context for my theory of the 'Balpha' (lmao).

The Balpha^tm is a man who is perfectly attuned for the real world but lacks the psychological capacity to naturally fix the dissonance experienced.

Now, we all know that us guys tend to be emotional. I know some people swear by the dark triad traits, while useful at times. Takes a mental toll. Now, I don't think there is anything wrong with being emotional. Just don't be a whiny social energy leech. The only difference between a Balpha and an Alpha in social context is that one doesn't get it and the other does get it.

Get emotional over things that matter lads. Don't be the Balpha.