You can see that your bro is with a woman who acts entitled to reality bending to her whim. Acts entitled to controlling the behaviour of men around her. Being red pill, I know I don’t want that nonsense in my life, I’ve seen where this solipsism and the rest will go from all the cautionary tales that flood the manosphere. Once instilled into the princesses, it doesn’t leave too kindly. So the only solution for your bro to avoid the trap is to leave.

I know I can’t red pill someone else. But man, its unsightly to see someone you care about fall for that shit, seeing it morph him into a simp behaviour routine. A lamb to the slaughter. A slave for the plantation. A money tree. A lost opportunity, wasted to soak up her emotions like a tampon. All because he’s thirsty, for something so mediocre as pussy. It’s not like half the population has one ffs.

I mean, we’re chilling, playing some nostalgic games from when we were kids and every half second this guy is checking his snapchats from this girl. I mean, he’s in her frame. And it’s interfering with what he would otherwise do. That’s not good for a man. It’s not a big leap to, “Oh, she wants to move to so and so town, so I’ll pack up my whole life just to move in with her.” And then to “She cheated on me as soon as we moved for some middle aged man who makes 300k boo hoo and I don’t have any career prospects because I wasted my time on making this ho happy with all my time and attention, and she said she likes me fat so I got fat for her too, waaa. She just used me to pay for her while she looked for a new partner to monkey branch to.”

I see it lining up poorly for my bro and it just sucks to see the potential slip from his fingers. I don’t think he’ll accept my analysis at all. He would reject it. So, he has to learn the hard way.