Two MAIN Lessons:

1) Proper Organization in Essay Format

2) Filtering a woman for Red Flags by physically filtering the information she is mentally ingesting.

MAIN Lesson One: Proper Organization in Essay Format

Young bucks. ALL essay style writing should consist in the following format - Remember this format and you will never struggle with essay organization ever again while in college, in your career, etc. I have not struggled since implementing.

A) Introduction: Tell them what you are going to tell them. B) Body: Tell them. C) Conclusion: Tell them what you told them.

Consider this just a small simple random lesson from one TRP man to another. Not one professor ever provided this information in my undergraduate or master's degree programs. A gender fluid TA w/ a service dog in the student help office did. Side Note; The Lesson's Take Away: Be quick to judge people, however, do not let your ego get in the way of valuable lessons that might not be learned otherwise. EVERYONE has something to teach you in some facet.

MAIN Lesson Two:

A) Introduction: Tell them what you are going to tell them:

A woman's red flags can be physically found by filtering the types of information she is mentally ingesting. The world's Blue Pill conditioning we are all exposed to since birth has taught us that you should "get to know someone" before you make judgments. With my more recently found TRP hindsight, fuck that. Because of mental stressors from grad school and a slowly induced Blue Pilled mindset I had about my former Oneitis, I will be providing an example of how red flags can be filtered by the types of information a woman is mentally ingesting. Always maintain frame, judge women (and people) quickly and move on quickly. Physically filter the type of information a woman is mentally ingesting and either plate or next her once enough red flags are found. Time is the only thing that is truly yours and even then we do not know how much of it we actually have. Make sure your time is being spent as Chad Thundercock and not like Blue Pilled Billy I used to be.

B) Body: Tell Them:

Until I found TRP a few years a go, I would describe myself as a high functioning beta male. Meaning, I could handle basic shit tests, but would eventually fall into beta orbiter status, because until I found TRP, I did not understand you must ALWAYS maintain frame and never become complacent in any kind of relationship. A few years a go, I got complacent with an HB7.5 fourth year student in Doctor school (now a practicing Doctor) while I was working on my Master's degree. At-the-time, I perceived her as a pretty awesome chick when we first met and ignored some massive red flags because of my own complacency and because she seemed fun, fit, grew up in a fancy ski town, and was becoming a Doctor.

Once Oneitis set in, I would unknowingly begin to operate in her frame. Once she locked me down, she would crush me with her borderline Cluster B shit tests. She owned me like the blue pilled bitch I had become. [Side Note: There are shit tests women use to filter men and then there are women with Cluster B personality disorders. This woman did not quite have a Cluster B disorder from my understanding. For example, she would throw a massive shit fit like clock work with in a few seconds of not getting her way. We are talking she didn't want to wait 15 minutes at the restaurant we were going to eat at on a Friday night and would act like an emotional toddler until I gave in and we left. Take away: Know the difference. Normal shit tests will not lead a man to a state of depression. People with personality disorders will. You cannot reason with someone that has chemical imbalances in their brain.] I could have avoided much of the pain and mental anguish to come if I filtered the type of music, television and information she was taking in when we first met. Unknowingly, the rigors of my studies allowed for many of her red flags to go by unnoticed because my studies had my full attention. I was unknowingly on BP auto pilot operating with in her frame until the only time she sent me a link to a youtube video.

The youtube link was to Megan Trainor's song; Dear Future Husband. Here are the lyrics:

Dear future husband, Here's a few things you need to know if You wanna be my one and only All my life

Take me on a date I deserve it, babe And don't forget the flowers every anniversary 'Cause if you'll treat me right I'll be the perfect wife Buying groceries Buy, buy what you need

You got that 9 to 5 But baby so do I So don't be thinking I'll be at home and making apple pies I never learned to cook But I can write a hook, Sing along with me Sing, sing along with me (hey)

You gotta know how to treat me like a lady Even when I'm acting crazy Tell me everything's alright

Dear future husband, Here's a few things you'll need to know if You wanna be my one and only all my life Dear future husband, If you wanna get that special loving Tell me I'm beautiful in each and every night

After every fight Just apologize And maybe then I'll let you try and rock my body right Even if I was wrong You know I'm never wrong Why disagree? Why, why disagree?

You gotta know how to treat me like a lady Even when I'm acting crazy Tell me everything's alright

Dear future husband, Here's a few things you need to know if You wanna be my one and only all my life Dear future husband Make time for me, don't leave me lonely And oh, we will never see your family more than mine

I'll be sleeping on the left side of the bed (hey) Open doors for me and you may get some kisses Don't have a dirty mind Just be a classy guy Buy me a ring Buy, buy me a ring, babe

You gotta know how to treat me like a lady Even when I'm acting crazy Tell me everything's alright

Dear future husband, Here's a few things you need to know if You wanna be my one and only all my life Dear future husband, If you want to get that special loving Tell me I'm beautiful in each and every night

Future husband, better love me right!

She would play this song (and the like) all the time and I slowly began to unknowingly believe that I wanted to marry this girl; though we had never actually discussed marriage. It was not until one evening she sent me the actual link, and I was listening to the lyrics (a lone while studying) did I finally awaken to my entire Blue Pilled reality. Immediately, and emotionally, I called her up and dumped her on the spot, because at the time I truly believed I was dumping my Unicorn (Oneitis). [Do not ask me how I could have such a realization, act, and then believe she was still my unicorn. The human brain will hamster, even for men, if you are not cognitive of your entire situation and on BP auto pilot.]

The entire song is directed to BP men and is one massive shit (compliance) test. Dissect it for yourself. The lyrics give crystal clear examples of a BP man operating in their Oneitis' frame. Megan Trainor is a HB:6 at best. These lyrics are also a great example of why you must filter ALL of the information you are mentally ingesting. i.e. what you read, what you watch, and how you are spending your time. Maintain awareness of your surroundings at all times so that you do not become blue pilled bitch like I had become. If I had filtered the information she was mentally ingesting early on, and what she was exposing me to, I could have avoided a year long depression spell, and an 18 month period of monk mode that finally lead me to TRP and my now Alpha self (In hindsight, Im glad everything happened).

You can fill in the rest. Depression was setting in which inversely caused my grades to slip, which caused me to become an emotional pussy, which caused for less gym time, and allowed for her hypergamy to set in. Also, I now realize I was getting a massive lesson on AWALT.

C) Conclusion: Tell them what you told them.

In closing, always be aware of your surroundings. The second you begin to operate in another person's frame, immediately next that person. Never become complacent. No woman was worth my attention to the point I began to sacrifice my own desires. If I had physically filtered the information she was mentally ingesting early on, my TRP answer would have been to plate her or move on. It actually scares the shit out of me to know that I would be locked down in a sexless marriage as a blue pilled bitch if she had never sent me the link to that music video.

The reason I considered myself a high functioning Beta is because I have never fully opened up to a woman about my finances and all of my experiences because I have always refused to become some sort of trophy husband.

After my enlistment ended, I did a year as a government security contractor back overseas. Simply put, it's 10 times the money I made while deployed in the military, but this time as a civilian doing the exact same job back overseas. With in a few months after we broke up she could not find another man to settle her hypergamy. I had graduated and told her EVERYTHING once she reached back out to me. We would later meet for coffee and she realized what she had truly lost of instead of supporting me like a good LTR should have. It's been almost two years and I believe I "Alpha widowed" her in a way because I bought a house with my nest egg and told her about how I have gotten to know a prior director of NASA since and bunch of other awesome shit. She is now 31, renting a room w/ her cats from someone she met on craigslist and still has not realized she is approaching the wall quite quickly.

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