So I have written here a few times, and I figured some commentary of my past would be appreciated.

We start in High School, I went to Trade High School because I knew very early on, that even though I did not know what I wanted to do. I can learn something to at least have a skill and experience to start with (Senior year instead of going to shop every other week you go to a job site and actually collect a paycheck). In my free time, I fixed computers, Martial Arts to include tournaments, and track and field(Made varsity freshmen year). I had it in my head that I needed to work up, so freshmen year I was normally messing with 4's and 5's. I plated freshmen year and on but was so good with my reputation as well as being good with everyone I mostly went unnoticed and did what I wanted. As I went up in grade, I kept upgrading, sophomore year started pulling 5/6's, Junior year 6/7's and senior year 7/8's. I mostly was alone and did my own thing but I never had a shortage of getting laid. Mind you I don't have 9/10's I for the most part continued forward maintaining my improvement. I got jaw surgery senior year, and improved my look considerably, but deep down I will admit I never really cared for any of the girls I messed with / dated/ or did shit with. I played a game and was so good at it, I would find myself sucked into it later (More on that later). I would later find out I would have a reputation as a player, but that did not stop women from being around me. As senior year approached I realized that the town I have been living in is a trap, just like the previous places I have lived in. Growing up I have lived in NYC, NJ, Connecticut and summer in the Dominican Republic (Mostly cause I am the first generation of immigrants).

I joined the military at 18 and left home the moment I got the all clear from doctors. Despite some weakness from being prevented from working out Basic was a breeze. Dating once I joined became much harder for me. Normally I build up my reputation and then just have it work for me, but that normally takes time. Something in the military I normally do not have. So because of this I found myself. Falling into the false frame I had in high school and becoming that needy guy, it would get amplified worse after my deployment. I literally married the first women I met (Like in 7 days). I admit that was not the smartest decision but something in me was deeply afraid of dying and having never experienced life, marriage, having kids and having someone waiting for me at home. I fell into a hard slump afterwards, I finally left my wife and was trying to spin plates again and go back to the old me.

The next year is followed by numerous fuck ups, rolling from one relationship to another while trying to spin plates. I normally was with fat chicks, (Yes I said it I normally like them thick, but these women were up there, to include my ex wife). I would find myself in jail for domestic abuse(I got through it unscathed and my career didn't suffer....directly). Got a rebound chick pregnant, and the shitty part is I met a woman who literally was in that 10% that we talk about here, and blew it too. I was going from train wreck to train wreck, and everything else was demonstrating that. I think from the time I have gotten back from deployment I have slept with about 30 women and honestly I don't think any of you guys would hit it with them unless you're shit faced drunk. Anyways getting to current, I broke it off with the baby momma (and I normally abhor that term but AWALT). I would meet my current wife not even a month after I kicked my ex out. I was fighting getting in and going monk mode but I was weak and gave in. We dated for a year then got married, because I was getting ready to go to South Korea for a year and I did not want to lose her. Mind you the whole time we were dating I was screwing around, stuck my dick in crazy ex a few more times, and more. Anyways we got married, full dread game on her part because she knew all the women I cheated on her with, and many of the women I still have as acquaintances were women I slept with.

Off Topic for a moment: My close friends tell me that my calling card for women in regards to friendship is my dick.

Anyways we get married and I find out a few months later a "friend" of hers was coming to visit. Despite my saying no because I knew what he was after, she invited him anyway. Come to find out the slept together, then she left with him, and then got pregnant by him while she spent months lying to me where she was (Rule of thumb don't lie to a man who knows how to look up an IP address). If I showed you a picture of the guy she cheated on me with you would swear he was a white at albert with acne. Nonetheless she comes back to me because he is tired of her shit (She is a zombie in bed, does not do anything except sit on her computer all day). And if you are wondering why I stuck my dick in that, is because from what everyone else told me I actually take control of shit. Anyways she is pregnant, and I left that on the back burner until I got back. Around this time I was starting to talk to my ex again, was suicidal, and lost.

That was when I stumbled across TRP. While in korea I started reading everything and slowly started incorporating it. When I got back I decided to keep her around. Why? because while I was away, i decided that it was time to turn the table and get myself in a better position.

I came down on orders for texas, and any texans in here would tell you. Unlike Washington where I was before, Texas you can file for divorce for Adultery. Now mind you I also did not want to cause issues for the baby, so I let it simmer, made sure she was taken care of first. And now here I am deployed using her for extra money, because it does not matter what she says or does, Between CPS, and her stating she was having "thoughts" of harming her own daughter (This happened at a doctor's office totally caught unaware). I have learned my lesson.

So where am I at now, all this time I have been on a sinking ship wondering why it's been sinking. It is because of me and my poor choices, so now I finally got on the life raft, and the best part about deploying is how many things just stay paused till you return all the while I am building myself back up.