Your Embarrassing Beta Stories

BlueRaspberry · 2014-10-10T04:58:56+00:00

I proposed to my high school girlfriend after my first handjob.

barzerobar · 2014-10-10T00:16:43+00:00

Got on my hands and knees, cried like a bitch, and begged my wife not to leave.

Lowest point in my marriage.

NiftyDolphin · 2014-10-10T16:14:39+00:00

I was such a Beta.

My wife is a high self-monitor and an extrovert. She has very good social skills.

I'm very much an introvert and, as my wife likes to tell me, probably on the autism spectrum.

When we first met, I was 195lbs, lifting weights regularly, seeing my friends and family regularly, and going to martial arts classes.

First off, I allowed myself to become isolated from social support group. She was/is much more proactive about scheduling activities, and I soon found my calendar filled with gatherings with all of her friends and family. My friends and family (much) later told me that I 'dropped off the face of the planet.'

So I gave up my friends and family. Weightlifting and martial arts went soon thereafter. I started losing muscle and gaining weight.

In social interactions with her, I'd get my ass kicked. She'd point out that she was an extrovert and therefore 'knew' how to interact with others and I, being an extrovert... not so much. So I started taking my cues on how to communicate with her from... her.

She claimed an abusive ex-husband and controlling ex-boyfriends in her past. So I went out of my way not to be that type of person. Whenever she'd claim I was controlling or scaring her, I'd back off and apologize. I apologized a lot back then.

By the time we were married, I was the heaviest I've ever weighed in my life. Outside her family and friends, I was almost completely socially isolated. We only had sex once on our honeymoon, three days in.

Sex was once a week or so, until she got pregnant. Then it slipped to once every 4-5 weeks.

While she was in her nesting phase of the pregnancy she pushed hard for a single family home. The woman whose monthly paycheck only lasted 4-5 days (and she didn't pay any of the bills other than 1/2 of the groceries) was pressing me to buy at the very, very, VERY top of the bubble.

Her argument? "It's only 600 thousand dollars. Everyone else is doing it."

No. I shit you not. She actually said that.

Now, on the social level, I'm borderline Asbergers, but I knew a sucker's deal when I saw one. I'm proud to say I held the line on that one.

As the years went by, I slowly crumpled inside, like an empty beer can. If you don't respect yourself, will anyone else respect you? Exactly.

She started trying to get physical, but nothing near what other guys have endured. It would be a passive aggressive swat. Something that she could be able to cover by mocking me for being 'too sensitive.'

Her go-to leverage was being the victim. She'd wait until I had a few drinks, needle me and then escalate, trying to provoke socially unacceptable behavior.

I'd have to endure the lecturing, the social shaming, and her hauling in for 'counseling' where she 'our' therapist would lecture me.

I was told I had anger issues if I stayed and fought with her during our fights.

I was told I had unhealthy communication patterns if I tried to flee when my wife would start in on me.

I was told I was an alcoholic.

For years, I fell for this. Then I started noticing the patterns. I would say to myself, "Hey, I know what's going to happen soon: X, Y, and Z." And I found myself being right.

Once I recognized the tunes we were dancing to, I started changing the beat.

Alcohol? I decided to quit drinking for a few months. And gosh-golly-gee, my wife, who would regularly accuse me of being an alcoholic, started bringing me glasses of wine after a few weeks. They were surreptitiously tossed into the sink.

This allowed me to more easily recognize and deal with the attacks when they came, but she wanted her drama cookie, so she began to double down on 'teh crazy' when she'd come after me. She was going for Victim, so she wouldn't attack, but she'd turn into a full-blown emotional shit-hurricane trying to get me to lose my cool.

It got so bad that I contemplated suicide multiple times a day. Sometimes I'd daydream about enlisting, being sent of to Afghanistan, and jumping on a grenade for a MoH, which would mean an automatic acceptance to one of the Academies for my kids.

Most days I just thought about pulling my .357 out of my closet, tossing in a round, putting the gun in my mouth and pulling the trigger.

And THAT folks is the blessing and the trap of having kids.

Once things got so bad, my rational brain was thinking, "You need to fucking EJECT man!" And if I hadn't had children, I would have. Boot "So long, bitch! MAUAHAHAHAH!" and then I would have gone and fucked up my next relationship.

But I couldn't leave my kids. And that's what caused the thoughts of suicide: the crushing despair of knowing I had to leave and also knowing that I would lose my kids if I did so.

What saved me? /r/deadbedrooms. Yep, that black pit of despair started up in, what, 2010? Before that place existed, I had no idea people were in such bad straights as I was.

Knowing other people existed that were going through what I was going through made me feel much less alone.

Then three things happened: someone on r/deadbedrooms put up a link to MMSL, my brother moved nearby, and my wife got me what I consider the best present of my LIFE for my birthday.

MMSL:

it gave me insights into the Red Pill. Reading his blog was an eye opener. I bought his book when it came out and started improving myself. Believe it or not, this made life worse at home. Which was awesome because...

My brother moved nearby:

My brother knew I was isolated. His daughter was about to start school in a school district known for gang-banging, so he decided to move nearby. My wife was all for it. To his face. But all of the listings she'd send were 5-10 miles away.

Then, at one of our marriage counseling sessions, my wife was late. I decided to tell the counselor about my constantly thinking of suicide. I was saying, "I'm having serious problems. I've been thinking about suic..."

And then my wife barges in, in full blown histrionics, and starts in about what an ABSOLUTE HORROR it is for her that my brother will be moving into our area.

I LITERALLY heard "click" in my head. My next thought was, "Oh FUCK THIS NOISE." She knew (but never said) that my brother being nearby would mean that I actually had someone in my corner. She was right. Life started getting better, but not after it got much worse. Which brings me to...

The Best Gift Anyone Has Ever Gotten Me Ever:

Tupperware, motherfuckers. Tupperware. Not the cool shit mind you. I'm talking Container Store shit. IIRC it was $13.99.

Have you ever felt the joy of reaching into a gift-bag and pulling out $14 worth of tupperware? Yeah. Me neither. Happy birthday.

That shit stung. That stung bad.

But someboooooody made a whoopsie! Her birthday was a month after mine. And I was going to gloss over it. All that white-knight nobility bullshit came bubbling up. "Be the better man." "Don't be passive aggressive."

So I buy her a nice necklace. A jade owl with gold-leaf wings. The lady boxes and bags it up and I turn away and... I get physically ill. You know those hot-cold flashes you get, right before you throw up? Yeah. That.

My physical body had rebelled against my subservient rationalizations. I resolved that I wouldn't give her the necklace. No. I didn't return it. It was on sale and I'm cheap. My daughter loves it.

The next day I go out and buy her her birthday present. How do I know how much that tupperware costs? Yup. That's what I got her. I got her E.X.A.C.T.L.Y. what she got me.

In mid-November of 2011, people in the Washington DC metro area may have noticed a thermonuclear explosion originating near Dulles Airport. That was my wife.

Apparently a gift that was perfectly appropriate for me was a mortal insult for her.

She told me to move out a week later. I told her to piss up a rope and that the kids would miss her if she wanted to leave, but I was just jim-dandy fine with it.

Within a week I had a lawyer. A few days after that I started moving my stuff into my sons room, told her we could do an in-home separation and the sooner we started the sooner it'd be over.

She said that maybe 'we should take a step back,' so I did.

It's been a long road, but 2-3 years later, my harridan has turned so nice. She's lovey-dovey.

But she's that way because I'm strong.

I have no illusions about how she'll treat me if she perceives weakness.

1independentmale · 2014-10-10T01:38:42+00:00

In the hospital the day after my daughter was born. We're teenagers, engaged now because of this baby business. Doctor offers up birth control options to fiancé, she says, "No thank you. We're not going to have sex anymore." I'm stunned and upset, but I don't want to make waves so I say nothing.

I married her anyway because that's what I was supposed to do. Didn't get fucked on my honeymoon. So lame.

Wish I'd had TRP at 16.

Misteralcala · 2014-10-10T08:03:37+00:00

I took marching band in Jr. High. I had mostly female friends - all girls that I thought were attractive, but was too chicken to make a move on, so I figured I'd friend my way into their hearts - yea no.

I have played guitar since I was 12, so I had some beefy hands for a kid. One day I was hanging out in the band room on lunch break and my female friends were complaining about sore muscles from marching, so I offered to massage them. By the end of the week, I had a line of girls wanting massages. They'd get up all sweaty and flushed and I was just so happy to be touching girls that I thought I could just die happy.

I also took marching band in High School and again I got massage requests, except I had NO IDEA what kind of effect I was having on them. I was too focused on being a gentleman and too worried about their comfort. It wasn't until years later after I learned some things about women that I realized that I could have pretty much banged my entire band class between Jr. High and High School.

fyseaking · 2014-10-10T02:35:39+00:00

Happened a few years ago. I had a girl (7-8/10) come over to my house and we were laying in bed next to each other talking, and I didn't make a move. I didn't do anything. We just talked and then she went home.

Christ I was a fucking shameful beta autist. I wish I had a time machine.

last_to_know · 2014-10-10T04:43:00+00:00

I've definitely cuddled with far more girls than I've actually had sex with...

My worst oneitis, the one that finally made me swallow the redpill, strung me along for almost two years. I did so much for her, talked to her every night, bought her almost $500 worth of gifts and food over those two years.

We never escalated beyond cuddling (I shared a bed with her almost 20 times) and I didn't even kiss her once. I finally gave her an ultimatum and said we are going to be in a relationship or we are going to be nothing. Haven't talked to her in three months and mutual friends have told me that she got a boyfriend about two weeks after we stopped talking. Some dude that she just happened to meet, she was probably banging him for months...

shooter212 · 2014-10-10T11:54:26+00:00

Generally I am just disgusted with myself when I look back at all the fucking sweet young pussy I left on the table that, in retrospect, was clearly mine for the taking.

Junior high, I had a gf and we'd made out a few times. I was still a virgin. She gave me a note which included "I hope you don't mind my being open to sex." Too beta to escalate. High school, I passed a note to a girl in my french class who flirted with me a lot and who was known to not be a virgin, when a lot of us still were, "Sit on my coq?" She wrote back "I'd love to." Too beta to escalate.

In college freshman year, in the dorms everybody had whiteboards and pens on the outside of their doors and you'd leave messages for people that way... we had no cellphones and I don't even think there were landlines in our rooms, nobody had a phone. Cute semi-goth girl who'd light up when around me, I left some NIN lyrics on her board... "You can have my (this), you can have my (that)," whatever the lyrics were. She continued them back on my board, "You can have my everything," last word underlined. This is from the song by the way with the chorus that goes I want to fuck you like an animal. Too beta to escalate.

Another time freshman year, I got myself into bed with a rave chick. I don't think we had made out or anything, it was more like I'm too tired to walk back down the hall, quasi-platonic let me just catch some zzz's here thing. I don't think we even kissed. But I'm laying in her bed and she's telling me how she's a really sexual person, how sex should be a casual thing, people are too uptight about it, and by the way isn't it chilly in here, hint hint... Too beta to escalate.

These are a few that spring to mind but there were many more epic fails like this. Soooo much pussy left on the table because I wanted to be the nice guy, the gentleman, the guy who was different from all the other jerks. And of course I was clueless to signs that should have been obvious. Fucking retarded.

Keninishna · 2014-10-09T23:46:57+00:00

Ex gf oneitis I had that cheated on me was homeless because her parents kicked her out of the house. I tell her she can stay with me until she gets a job and makes enough to pay rent on her own. She moves in and 3 days later we go to a bar and she gets a new bf. Tells me she doesnt care about me and to go kill myself. I pay for an apartment for her to move in to for 2 mo because she is wrecking me and I needed to cut contact. She leaves without saying anything and goes back to her parents house and becomes a stripper.

Last I've heard of her she is doing the same thing with another beta guy and is living with him. Apparently she got him in trouble and he is now facing domestic violence charges.

SSolus · 2014-10-10T09:35:45+00:00

Asked a girl, who had just rolled a condom onto my dick, if she consented to having sex with me. In the back of my mind I wondered if I should get her to sign something.

Wrote college papers for a girl I liked, so she had time to go out with her boyfriend.

Found out my girl was cheating on me. Rather than kick her out of my house, asked if she'd still like to go out with me and use this other guy for sex.

2014-10-10T02:45:32+00:00

Lots of orbiting...hence my username. Typically one girl has many orbiters. Well I was one guy orbiting many girls. It was like I had an anti-harem.

Oh, and I could always be suckered into buying drinks. I'd go to a bar and women would send me off to get drinks so they could get rid of me while they hit on somebody more alpha, with me none the wiser. I'd come back with two handfulls of drinks only to find the bitch du jour gone...likely having already left with an alpha to go fuck. I got drunk on a lot of surplus cosmopolitans and red Coronas when I was in my twenties.

One rare success was when I was able to turn that shit into a win. These two women I would always run into at a pub would berate me, send me for drinks, and just be bitches, but dial it down just enough so I wouldn't just get pissed and tell them to fuck off. I was known as "piss boy" after that old Mel Brooks movie where he plays both the King of France and the piss bearer who ends up being his lookalike. They'd snap their fingers at me like a dog and be like, "here pissboy! Go fetch an extra chair. Go get us a couple of pints," and then play it off like they were just joking.

So one night one of them starts with a "Hey, you look just like the pissboy!" which is a line from the movie. Without thinking I responded with the follow up line from the same, "AND YOU LOOK LIKE A BUCKET OF SHIT!"

The threesome that night was epic and worthy of song.

But unfortunately, being clueless and beta, I never made the connection between my comeback and the increased attraction which lead to the double dog f-close. Live and learn.

But I will always be thankful to Mel Brooks for getting my little beta ass laid.

2014-10-10T13:07:41+00:00

I used to buy chicks dinner and drinks. I was in college working to pay the bills - and then I would go and blow like 2-4 hrs of wages on some date that would have like a 10% chance of eventually leading to pussy. So do the math, 20-40 hrs of time wasted per lay - and not just any time wasted, but "time-hours" that I needed to for college. Think about that, traditional dating is the epitome of beta and luckily when I joined a frat I was schooled to this shit simply by noticing no one dated except the brothers that weren't really cool at all. You're hustling backwards if you spend money on a bitch, chase the paper, they come with the shit.

It's really that simple - betas chase ONE woman, alphas chase the money, power, and respect, which gets them MANY women by proxy. When you start being a chump, losing money on a girl or losing time or losing power or respect... then even if you do fuck her, you've lost SMV in the process and are more beta for the experience. The exception would be guys who have too much money to ever really give a fuck.

It's not a sob story and it's not embarrassing to others, in that this behavior of "courtship" dating is how most men go about shit. But it's one of the things I'm most embarrassed about - I had education to pay for, a car to pay off, rent due, I hate my job, and the pouring the fruits of that labor into a PERCENTAGE CHANCE of a lay.

And others have the excuse of not knowing better, but I can't even claim that. I knew better, but I did it anyway and rationalized after - which is of course the very essence of beta.

2014-10-10T15:39:04+00:00

Friend in college that I sorta had a crush on convinced me to give her a ride to a house party, where she abandoned me immediately and fucked her crush, who was fucking another girl that night. turns out these guy was your typical alpha player guy. she came down crying after I was by myself at this house party for an hour and not knowing anyone (and couldnt drink since I drove), and I gave her a ride back to her place. The whole time she told me how she went up there (to fuck him) and he was in bed with another girl who was "really pretty". She then fucked him the next weekend. turns out I heard from some guy at the party who saw me there that that guy was fucking 4-5 hot girls on rotation.

BellatorCordis · 2014-10-10T16:41:01+00:00

This is pretty embarrassing, but reall funny and kind of notorious amongst my friends in terms of cringeworhtiness.

I had a huge crush on a beautiful girl I went to high school with. She was the only girl in the technology department, had a petite feminine frame, symmetrical feminine features, long thick hair, and was busty as hell. She was also pretty smart and down to earth (I feel like I just crushed up a blue pill and blew that shit after writing this). She got even hotter later in life and is now settled up with an alpha muscular musician type.

So it was the summer after her senior year of high school, and everyone was leaving for college in precious months. I happened to see her at a local festival my town used to put out, and my friend pointed her out and mentioned that I would never get another chance to hit on her. I mustered up all of my courage, and approached. I must have looked nervous as shit. What follows is the conversation:

Me: Hey [name], are you enjoying the festival?

Her: Yeah. I'm mostly here for the fireworks later tonight.

Me: (After an awkward couple of seconds not knowing what to say next)... ummm... did you know that fireworks were originally invented as weapons of war by the Chinese? They used them to repel the Mongols for a while...

Her: Oh... Well... I think they're pretty...

She then made an excuse to go find her friends and leave. Apparently Chinese military history doesn't get you the girl....

vengefully_yours · 2014-10-10T04:25:34+00:00

Had two very hot Russian girls in my Korean hotel room, wearing only t shirts and panties. I thought out loud 'too bad nothing is going to happen' they said something in Russian I didn't know, and left. I was going through my first divorce, the military had me second guessing myself with false accusations, and I had oneitis for this chick back in the states.

That was in 2002. I haven't had anything like that happen since. I learned a hard lesson that night. Later fucked different Russian girls before I left the country. Fucked four women while home on leave as well, two were married but wanted my military cock. Shit, the day I got out of jail after the bullshit with my second ex, I had a three way where they had a dick sucking contest then rode me in turns until I finished. Lots of three ways since 2012.

operationarclightII · 2014-10-10T03:11:45+00:00

That's not really beta. You tried to escalate nothing came of it and you just nexted her... that's what you should do.

2014-10-10T12:11:23+00:00

Liked a girl but was too beta to do anything about it, she found out from a friend that I liked her and approached me about it.

Her "So... Friend says you wanted to ask me out'

Me "Yea don't worry about that hes always saying stupid things"

She walked off and I didn't bang.

markasstrick123 · 2014-10-10T00:14:44+00:00

I once asked a girl if I could kiss her, because I was ignorant of the process to go from hanging out (in my house, nonetheless) to making out to sex. She let me, then said she didn't feel anything and it never went any further. Of course it didn't, I wish she had said something harsher.

God I would kick 19-year-old-me in the fucking head.

a_murderer · 2014-10-10T01:26:49+00:00

Offered to help a HB9 build a One Direction shrine couple years ago.

I am 17 not a pedo.

Luckily I had a semblance of the beta/orbiter thing and realized what I was doing before anything happened. She ended up faking a pregnancy, getting preggo for real, cutting, cucking/leading on my mate for like a year and then just stopped going to school altogether a few weeks before the finals, Haven't seen her since. She came from some part of south east asia and she said something about doing a lot of bad stuff but could have been making it up.

I remember when I realized I needed to change was when a girl got visibly upset when the bottle landed on me. She wasn't even a girl I'd fuck with a borrowed dick either but was relatively popular due to being part of the majority ethnicity and relatively good at footy or some shit.

Oh as I wrote this I remembered another one.

I had been selected to do this course outside of school during school days, and since I got to miss out on classes I hated I said fuck it and signed up. So there's a group of five of us, two girls and 3 dudes, me included. We exchange banter. At this point I didn't really give a shit what girls thought of me so I had been teasing and generally being cocky the whole time. Didn't know it at the time but was essentially AMOGing

So there's this one HB7/7.5 within the group I had been giving her a lot of shit particularly because she was one of those "sexually liberated" types" who bragged about roots and getting smashed. At this point in time I was really insecure and was trying to adopt a different façade around these people, hence the cocky not give a shit attitude. We were all in a group conversation one bloke asked a question and myself and HB7 replied at the same time with the same answer. She looks at me and does that hair flick and says "we should go out" and does that nervous kinda giggle waiting for a response.

So being me I let out a hearty laugh because "this has to be a joke right? who the hell would want to go out with me?" to look around and see the entire group staring at me, this whole awkward feeling looming over everyone and HB7 looking down. You can imagine my face that night when I realised that I shot her down like a flak cannon would a B-52.

Good times, lucky I found this place.

WillClickOnAnything · 2014-10-10T07:03:42+00:00

Time to move forward and stop re-living the past friend.

musicvita25 · 2014-10-10T11:23:46+00:00

At 19 hottest girl I had ever got with/slept with, met her on holiday.

Stunning girl, fell "In love with her" after being together for a week.

After trying to do a LDR from different countries I ended it with her. She resented me for it, as she wanted to visit.

She drove me mental. I was so down about my decision. I didnt know what to do with my life. I left school, I pottered around jobs, for 2-3 years in my mind (being a hardcore beta) I never could get over her.

It was like my first love, but thats when I discovered game. Thats when I started to work out, have ambition, sort my life out.

Although this may be the most pathetic thing that a holiday romance influenced my life, it really did. I'm grateful for it.

2014-10-10T12:15:50+00:00

If we're really gonna just throw these out there...

When I was in highschool I cried openly and would randomly breakdown in tears when my gf of 2 years dumped me. It was my senior year and I kept that mentality through 2 years of college.

It got worse in college. I had a girl tell me should liked me. That she found me attractive. That she would date me...but she wanted to make sure she was completely over her ex-bf. I go over to her house. we are just laying on her couch together and I don't grab ass, tits or kiss. Nothing. She ends up dating some redneck a week later and I'm just like...WTF why!??!? The cluelessness is real.

Then after that girl, I became friends with this single mother. Except I thought she was different because she was going to engineering school with me. We hit it off well, but she wouldn't go out with me or anything unless it was for homework. I chased after that girl and tried to breakthrough the friendzone for forever. I bought her flowers, helped her with her car, helped her learn complicated shit, helped her move to another city(she had literally a giant mover truck worth of shit). She knew how I felt. She knew what I would do for her. She knew that I was going to be successful but she never gave me respect because I never demanded it.

After those 3 relationships. I'll be Goddamned if I give my power to another girl. I just met a girl right now and she was like "I'm not a fan of casual dating". Well guess what bitch, if I don't know you that well and you won't give me the chance to. You can sit your ass at home.

ishi05 · 2014-10-10T21:00:47+00:00

TL;DR: I shat where I ate and had to endure two years of bullshit that will be over very soon.

Three years ago I had major oneitis for this girl at work. I then proceeded to supershit all over my eating space. BP me took his time, went to Wednesday church with this girl, hung out as friends, you know the drill. One year later a new employee got hired on. He had a fresh new BMW as a graduation present, was in better shape than me, was white, the works. BP hamster on my shoulder said, "Well, he's got a girlfriend, no sweat," and then I proceeded to continue orbiting this girl.

I didn't notice all the GIANT FUCKING RED LIGHTS that were being hurled my way, and if I did, I hamstered them away. Ex-boyfriend bought half of her 350z? Pft, what a dummy, but it's cool that she's worth it. Her sister treats her SO like a walking ATM over some anti-wrinkle cream at the state fair? Whew, good thing SHE'S not like her sister. Natural RP abhors her very existence? Well, he's kind of a dick anyways, it doesn't matter. Former orbiter threatened suicide if he didn't date her? Wow, he must really have had issues.

Every. Fucking. Step.

Two months later they're fucking, and I'm left out in the cold. I had to buy giant noise-cancelling headphones so I couldn't hear her now nails-on-chalkboard voice at work. I receded into my workspace and fought back tears for two years. The Woman started makes excuses not to hang out, because she had to "go to house church." I was introduced by RP friend to "Dry Your Eyes, Mate" by The Streets, after being told that a week-long absence of her's was paid for by Betabux boyfriend. I brooded. Then I started stand-up comedy.

One year later I start to work out, just an hour a day on a recumbent bike with HR ~150 BPM. 63 days into losing weight, she caught me in the break room and informed me that she, too, drinks water from the cooler. I found it odd. Then dismaying. Then infuriating. Then I found TRP. So I started to lift. I got jacked. The comedy got darker, and audiences started to grow larger.

Fast forward to yesterday, after I started to come out of my RP cocoon and socializing with other coworkers after the boy went back to school. I was talking with a mutual friend and The Woman sat in on our conversation. We got to talking about another female coworker that has since left. I made it a point to look only at our mutual friend as I said, "I heard a quote from a shitty television show that really struck me; 'The amount that you care about someone is directly proportional to how badly they can piss you off.' "

The Woman nodded fully in agreement.

I continued, "So really, when someone pisses you off, you have to just stop giving a shit about them. Some people just aren't worth that anger, that pain. You cannot let yourself care about them any longer. Only then will you realize that they never actually cared about you in the first place, no matter what sentiment or rationalization they make, they are to be judged by their actions, and their actions only. By them their true nature is revealed."

The Woman looked down and did not utter a word.

She's leaving in December, and I can't fucking wait.

2014-10-10T22:30:15+00:00

OOo I got another one. My ex one time got some pills at a party we were at, I couldn't figure out how she did it because she didn't have any money. She said "some nice guy gave them to me". Me: "he just gave them to you?" Her: "Well he said he wanted a kiss first" Me: "..." Her: "Don't worry, I put my hand over my mouth and did it that way, I didn't let him actually kiss me."

We fought, but I stayed with her. Shoulda left her there and fucked someone else, but was beta. She probably blew him for all I know.

XCowboyLowkesx · 2014-10-10T00:42:36+00:00

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timtumrfl · 2014-10-10T10:01:42+00:00

Offered the open room in my apartment to my oneitis, thinking it would bring us closer. Instead, her getting railed by her boyfriend became the soundtrack of my nights.

Kindoki · 2014-10-10T00:31:19+00:00

Asked "Can I put my hand on your leg?" While watching some movie with Wesley Snipes where the whole movie is him banging this girl he meets, epilepsy and all and we smoked a joint after renting the movie. After she had said previous "Wesley Snipes is an ugly motherfucker but I'd fuck him just cuz." Did not capitalize that night.

joaquim56 · 2014-10-10T04:12:36+00:00

I was a beta orbiter for 3 years. I knew it wasn't going anywhere since I got LJBF rejection early on, but I was an addict for the companionship. I was a time ho.

She was a former coworker. Super smoking as well and I wasn't her only orbiter, of course. She had many along with the common FB thirsty dudes. But she referred to me as her ''bestie''.

She eventually ''dumped'' me after I confessed having feelings for her. Another boneheaded move. Show don't tell.

I'm embarrassed thinking about it.

ForcesMTAria · 2014-10-10T03:04:30+00:00

Had oneitis for this girl for a helluva long time. I actually googled her to find out what she liked, and didn't think it was fucking creepy at all. Oh and then I brought it up to her face, thankfully she didn't slap me but just politely shooed me off. I was on cloud 9 for the rest of the week. Eventually my brother told me it was pretty fucking obvious that EVERYONE knew I was crushing on her so I didn't make any moves at all.

And then she got beat by her uncle for trying to have sex with an older guy. We were in high school. She was 16 and he was 21.

OhYouPoorSOB · 2014-10-10T07:39:22+00:00

Pretty sure every guy has gone through a period of being a beta orbiter. Most of us grow out of it thankfully.

2014-10-10T13:05:40+00:00

back in college, when my alma mater's football team was doing some good, i had a crush on this girl who lived across my dorm and i bought her and her roommate $80 team jerseys...i used my own savings with the expectation that it'll make her like me more. Then later on, i got a flower and put it in a water bottle as a vase and left it in front of her door as a secret admirer. eventually i had her tell her friend that i like her and of course, she just stopped talking to me at all until i let the whole thing go. never really talked to her after that.

however, i found out that when she went to prom, she went with this kid who did some stalkerish shit afterwards like showing up at her house in the early morning before school and what not.

I'm pretty sure those two experiences have haunted her about men for the rest of her life seeing as she's now 26, a pharmacist, and has a cat, although she is a solid 8

probably the most beta I've ever been

Aspiring_Hobo · 2014-10-10T14:20:00+00:00

I tried repeatedly to "date" a girl I had encountered on Facebook. Never saw her in person when we were "talking", but I acted like I was her boyfriend while she was fucking other guys. Tragic

AllMenDrip · 2014-10-10T15:59:53+00:00

I was sitting next to a gorgeous girl in college and I got a boner. Girl saw it and started grinning at me. I turned to look at her, saw her grinning at me, looked at my bump, made the connection, blushed, got up and left the classroom. Changed group after the incident too.

2014-10-10T16:59:34+00:00

Two of my best beta orbiter stories, luckily not starring me:

1) I was hanging out with a buddy. He was frustrated because he couldn't see his new girlfriend and make out with her that evening.

"Why can't you see her?"

"She needs a new harddrive for her pc and her lackey (that's what we called orbiters pre-trp) promised her to go to the store with her." (She didn't have a car. He did).

"Haha, this guy is so desperate, I bet he is thanking the gods that he can spent time with her...by providing his car."

"Yeah. But it sucks...I totally want to make out with her."

I still have a bad conscience about what I said next:

"You know...he would do everything for her. If she told him to go alone and buy the hard-drive for her so that she can spend the evening with you...he would do it."

"You are right. I'll call her at once."

It went down exactly as planned. She called her orbiter and told him the change of plans. My buddy spent the evening making out with her while her orbiter went to buy the harddrive for her alone.

2) Late at night at my favorite bar. A girl I knew came in with some guy. She wasn't a friend but I considered her a buddy of mine. I was sitting alone at the bar, they sat down at a table.

She insisted that I joined them. She praised the guy because she had wanted to go out but nobody had the time. When she called him, he was already asleep but he got up just because she really really wanted to go out. She said he was her best friend! (yeah...)

After that she talked with me and paid no attention to the guy. After a short while I decided that it was unfair. This poor guy got out of bed just for her and then she isn't even talking to him? So I excused myself and went back to the bar.

Not long after that she came to me and showed me her cellphone. Her ex-boyfriend had texted her if she wanted to come over to have sex. She asked me if she should go. I didn't care and said: "If you want to, why not?"

So they both left the bar.

A few weeks after that she pissed me off with something and I decided not to talk to her anymore. But she desperately wanted to fix the issue and talked to me while I was drunk and defenseless.

When she started to talk about the meaning of friendship I said: "Friendship? You talk of friendship? Remember this guy, who got out of bed just to do you a favor? The guy you then ignored and talked to me? And then after less than an hour you left him to fuck your ex-boyfriend? You call that your best friend. You shouldn't be talking about friendship."

"It wasn't like this..."

"Oh, come on. I know. He has a crush on you, right? And you are using him."

"No. Yes, he has a crush on me, but I explained to him that it's not gonna happen and I try to help him find another girl. I am not using him."

"Ok. So tell me, when you two left because your ex texted you about having sex... Did your "best friend" who has a crush on you give you a ride to your ex-boyfriends house so you could fuck him?"

"No..." Then she smiled apologetically and helpless and added: "...but he picked me up after I had sex with my ex-boyfriend."

2014-10-10T20:52:07+00:00

This chick I was talking to invited me over for dinner. While we were talking, she told me she actually made the meal for "a friend" who decided not to come over. Turns out it was her ex bf and I'm pretty sure I was invited just there to make him jealous.

colombianguy · 2014-10-10T04:42:15+00:00

With my very first girlfriend, whom I'd met in high school and continued dating a year into college, I turned into an emotional wreck when she broke up with me. I didn't go so far as to beg in tears for her to take me back because I did have my pride at least and knew that other girls were into me, but I didn't think I'd get someone as sexually adventurous as she in the near future, so I kept hanging around like an abused dog who didn't know any better. It didn't help that she still liked being intimate with me from time to time while still pursuing other guys. I don't cringe thinking about it anymore but if I could go back in time and meet myself, I'd kick my own ass.

Another instance was in my early 20s with a fairly attractive woman 10 years my senior in one of my college classes. She sat near me, and we eventually struck up a conversation, which led to us exchanging contact information, in case one of us missed a class or whatever. The following semester, we happened to share another class, and she had told me that she had just gone through a divorce and had just moved into her own new place and...well, to make a long story short, she initiated and nudged me along with all manner of excuses (e.g. she needed a study partner) until I was at her new place having sex with her one night. But for some reason that I don't understand now, I felt awkward having sex with someone who wasn't below but near my own age, and she looked much older than her age due to so much stress in her life. So I faded out awkwardly while she continued trying to invite me over to her place for more sex every weekend or so for almost two months. In hindsight, I'd like to kick my own ass for passing up pussy that was being handed to me on a silver platter.

SpinalArt · 2014-10-10T07:06:00+00:00

GF in college told me she was moving away and we couldn't be together because of distance and religious differences. She also had plans to go the the Navy which would make a relationship with me impossible. This was all on the phone and I was crying, telling her that it didn't matter and that I would wait for her. We broke up but I still tried to get her back so I would try to do nice things for here and there. The red flag hit me when I picked her up from the airport one day after we had broken up and she was trying on perfumes because she was going somewhere later that night. I chose to ignore it when she said that but later I got my head right and started looking for greener pastures. I still did beta shit, and am still learning to date and lead relationships the right way but I learned a lot from that experience.

2014-10-10T12:42:41+00:00

Dressed as that blond kid with glasses from Kiki's Delivery Service for a movie opening night.

redpillalts · 2014-10-10T13:47:06+00:00

When I was in middle school I was in a long distance relationship and when people wouldn't believe me id whip out my phone and show them pictures.

A few years later I asked this girl out at my church and we were "dating" for 6 months and we never had sex, at the end of the relationship she ~~cheated on me~~ fucked some other guy and I was crying ~~asking~~ begging her to stay.

I'm really glad I learned my lessons early.

dale0607 · 2014-10-10T01:17:13+00:00

I almost feel like posting on a burner for this one. So this chick is my first relationship after leaving my wife. No steady job, 3 kids, the oldest is in the father's custody, younger 2 are from a different dad in her custody.

She's in another state, we started talking from a mutual music interest, it escalates, I make a point to come visit her, we bang like rabbits, I leave and immediately start looking for jobs in her city, thinking we'll live together, be a family, the whole bullshit.

We're still talking, but the conversation seems to be off. I land a job in her city, drop my two weeks and make housing arrangements. About a few days before I move I find out she's sending nudes of herself to other dudes. I call her on it, she twists it on me somehow. I debate not going, but I think, "she's the love of my life, I have to go" (barf)

I get there to find out she's been banging this other dude and I'm all broken up, I start to come to terms with it, bang some random chick and start moving on. She starts calling me up a couple weeks later, all torn up and saying she made a mistake. I take her back, start living together, a couple months go by of living with her bastard children, then I catch her sending nudes again.

Ended it with her, but still kept in contact as friends. Then I said fuck that, cut all contact with her because I realized even as a friend she's a shitty person.

Found the red pill shortly after and I've been awake since.

2014-10-10T11:30:41+00:00

I have an ex named Tammy that has her claws in me very badly and likes to catch up every so often to wreck anything good I have going on. It's an odd parallel with Ron Swanson on Parks and Rec.

Each of these things were separated by about 4 months:

She wanted to reconnect, so I dumped two plates for her and then she immediately dumped me.
She got pregnant with another man's child and told me there was a 50/50 chance it was mine. She was off by two months, dumped me again. I lashed out at the guy, "I came on your baby's forehead about 15 times."
My old job sent my tax return to our old address and she got it, so she left it with one of 6 gas stations nearby on the off chance I'd buy cigarettes there
She started calling me while she was 8 months pregnant and living with the other man. We'd secretly meet up every so often in public places so I could grope her belly. I also fucked her twice while she was this pregnant. She had the baby and broke it off.

That was over the span of about a year and a half. At some point I realized I can't be trusted around her, so I only answer her calls/texts with, "whatever it is that you want to give me: make a fire, pick it up, and then jump in the fire. I don't want it."

Side note: sex with a pregnant woman is terrible.

widec · 2014-10-10T00:56:22+00:00

Back in high school, my friend was sitting behind two girls in class. One of them said to the other that she thought I was cute, and my friend talked to them, saying "you know I can hear this right?" They just shrugged it off. He told me this at lunch, and can you guess what I did? If you guessed absolutely nothing, then ding ding ding, we have a winner. I never had the confidence back then to make any moves.

The sad part is, now that I developed such a forward personality from internalizing the messages on this subreddit, I don't have opportunities nearly this good at all. It's going to take a ton of work to get something now that I could have simply asked for earlier, life can be a bitch.

wheyapartment · 2014-10-10T01:47:35+00:00

Couldn't stop thinking about my gradeschool crush for years

At this point in my life, I don't really care, but it used to be a huge source of frustration and shame for me

1NV0K3R · 2014-10-10T14:55:47+00:00

Had this one chick friend in which I was essentially an orbiter, but we both had respected significant others. Well my girlfriend broke up with me and I ran into her at a show downtown. My then ex gf was pretty conservative and had told me she would never be caught downtown because that wasn't her scene. She was with a dude.

I had essentially a mental breakdown in the middle of the road and this chick friend picked me up(physically, I was sobbing in the doorway of some closed shop outside) and dragged me to her car and took me home.

Since then, I've danced and made out with this same girl but she's been with the same shitty dude for multiple years(not that I care, she isn't my type nor do I see her in a sexual way besides a "yeah I'd fuck her".) Recently I decided I wanted nothing more to do with her because, while I don't like her boyfriend very much, she is essentially everything TRP preaches against. So I told her to fuck off.

I hear that every time she gets drunk all she does is talk about me /shrug

So I guess from beta to beta to at least not so beta?

2014-10-10T18:39:56+00:00

Never really had any moments that were too beta other than asking for girls I was hooking up with to be my girlfriend, and being sexually frustrated yet putting forth no effort to go on dates because I didn't want to seem like a creep.

2014-10-11T01:09:13+00:00

I used to read SoSuave around 12 years ago when I was about 14-15. My confidence was improving and the concepts expressed actually worked quite well. One day, I read a post talking about how all women are shit and I took if personal and left the community.

One-itis after one-itis. Never getting anywhere with girls besides occasional ONS when I was drunk. The blue pill mentality infected every part of my life. I was a wrestler with a lot of skill but I couldn't harness that killer instinct because of TBP mentality. Shit, I remember losing matches and thinking it's ok because at least that guy gets to feel good.

So much time lost. The best years of my life wasted. It hurts to look back on all the opportunity I had and how much of it I wasted. What can you do?

BrunoOh · 2014-10-11T22:56:55+00:00

Uhmm..had been kinda flirting with this girl for a week or so...

She comes up to me and says something really lame with subtext: fucking ask me out already. I, having had like ten hours sleep in three days and at the end of a ten hour shift, am completely zoned out and say 'no'. She looked so sad I never got back to her...

Get your fucking sleep brothers.

Dunthyon · 2014-10-12T01:57:48+00:00

Back in 8th grade, there was this one bitch who I sort of liked but really only wanted to get it wet with, and I basically immediately started pandering to her and bought her stuff, and said all this cutesy shit to her to try and impress her, got stood up on three dates, and never believed my friends when they said to just dump her. Turns out two weeks after she was cheating on me with someone more Alpha than me.

Nowadays she's with someone who wants to be in the marines, and I'm with a much better partner.

G43 · 2014-10-23T07:48:44+00:00

Saw an ex after a month. Complimented her.

2014-10-10T12:26:02+00:00

my life up until i was 21. i win.

Title	Your Embarrassing Beta Stories
Author	XCowboyLowkesx
Upvotes	67
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Date	October 9, 2014 11:37 PM UTC (11 years ago)
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