So I'm still in the process of reading through all the sidebar material, and thinking to myself "Months ago, I would never think of doing these things. Talk and treating women in this way. They'd hate me."
The very fact that it's the total opposite effect however, is fucking MIND BLOWING. In trying to be the kinder, sweeter guy I was sold on the majority of my teenage and (sadly enough) adult life, I didn't make progress. I made friends. Lots of "friends". I would be walking on eggshells hoping that I didn't offend or impose or do any of that that obtuse behavior that I now have been clarity is known as BEING A FUCKING MAN.
I was so nervous. So stressed out. So inside of my own head that I was a just a mess. But I'm starting to weed that shit out right now, and this place, this community is the eye-opening I needed so badly. Now, I'm virtually stress free. My focus is on what it is that I want to do in the second third of my life, because I pretty much wasted the 1st third and realistically have no fruits of my labor to show for it.
This is what I'm saying though...when I saw TRP at first I thought this was just some new way of thinking to help me get more sex, but it's deeper than that. It's about unlearning bad habits and tendencies that hinder you from "being your best self". This place isn't about women. It's about men! Men helping men become MEN.
The potential copious amounts of pussy that come because of it is just a nice little side bonus. In the end, I'm feeling much more confident. Unafraid. That's the main point to make of this. **I'M NOT AFRAID.** Fear had been crippling me for years. Now, even if I fail...I improve myself. I learn from my mistakes because I have the courage to make them in the first place. It's amazing how simple this is to do, yet it something so many don't. Stepping up, putting yourself out there, taking a risk in the face of utter humiliation...so easy is it to avoid, but you get nothing out of it but "comfort".
I don't want comfort. I want to live life on my terms. I want to walk up to a 9 or 10 and say "hey, I'm (redacted), let's talk." Damn if she runs away in fear of my polarizing presence, being of such large stature (Mr. X is a bear) but humble all the same. I want to do the things I dreamed of doing when I was a kid that the "world" said wasn't practical for me. This isn't about practicality anymore. It's about setting goals for myself and seeing them fulfilled. The way I see it, 30+ years of my life has been wasted chasing after lies.
I'll spend the next 30 of them chasing after the truth.
Tip M1ster_x for their post.
