First, a bit of background. I was pretty manipulative as a child, and pretty switched on. And I don't mean that as in I knew how to get what I wanted. I knew how to create the situations where I could get what I wanted. By the time high school came around, I was pro at getting what I wanted and making sure no one knew of my involvement in anything that went on or that I even wanted the outcome that occured. I once had a conversation with a mate after high school finished where I actually got deep and started explaining this stuff that said "Ruinate, when I get angry with someone, I throw them under the bus. But when you get angry at someone, you stay smiling, you become their best friend, then you convince them that throwing THEMSELF under the bus is the best idea in the world." I'm pretty sure I was borderline sociopathic - considering some of the stuff I know I've done. Kind of ironic that I went to a private school and got the "Christian Character" award for displaying the traits of Christ or some shit (I'm not even religious in the slightest).

Back then, I had no idea TRP existed, but I'm sure I followed most of the ideas behind it. I'm now 20 years old, well built, Working my ass off in several jobs to get money and still find time for the gym. Completing my university degree at the top of my class. Overall, I'd call myself successful for where I am currently in my life.

But now, I'm just bored. And this is only becoming a problem for me to post about now because of something that happened last night. I was going out with a mate of mine. He swallowed the pill earlier in the year and showed me the subreddit about a month ago. I was pretty impressed that there was this community that had caught onto these things that I had grown up knowing.

Anyway. Mate decides to take me clubbing to show me what he's learnt from TRP to try and get me onto it. He thinks I'm not confident because I don't get with girls as often as him. Truthfully I just don't find it rewarding. Sex isn't enjoyable to me. It never has been. It's just a means to an end for something else I want - usually just a way to kill time. Back on topic we start sussing out the crowd, which girls we'd go for. He picks his, then he suggests one for me which I go for to shut him up.

She was easily a solid 8-9. Mate is so shocked because he didn't think I had it in me, I think he was expecting me to fail so he could show me how I needed TRP. Long story short, we got back to hers, she invited me in. One thing lead to another pretty quickly and we were in her bed. Not even two minutes into it through, I realised I wasn't actually getting any enjoyment from this. I literally just stopped, dropped the whole "Oooh I'm enjoying this so much" persona that I usually put on in these situations, got dressed and left. She protested of course, but I just said it was boring. Apparently she had a bit of a breakdown to her friends the next morning about it if what I heard is true, but meh. Choosing her was boring, talking to her was boring, the sex was boring. And this time, I couldn't even pretend I was enjoying it.

When you're able to read people as easily as I do, and can create situations as easily as I can, everything just becomes boring because everything is within reach.

I'm just looking for thoughts/opinions/ideas on why I'm feeling this way and how I can make it fun and challenging again?