Cried in front of a girl

Begged a girl not to leave me

General beta possessiveness (you can't do this, why did you do that.. etc.)

Settling for a disgusting BPD chick and allowing her to effectively take control of the relationship

I ditched a lot of beta tendencies for good after my first relationship, but the real improvement came after swallowing TRP.

Watching a girl(oneitis) makin out with her ex in front my eyes

Inbefore we were sitting with her ex at a caffe chatting before she came up. I dont know why i set up to go out with her ex anyway.

I shoulda walked away that moment. No words no feelings.Just actions.

In high school I got into a rough playful fight with some hot girl after school. I was walking towards her and she said, " Do you want to fight me bitch?". I said, "yeah let's go". She ended up tackling me on my friends front lawn and slapping/ hitting the shit out of my face while she was on top of me. I was surprised by the whole thing and after she snapped out of it she started apologizing profusely. She really didn't beat my face, but it was pretty red from all the slapping and hitting.

Her friendw and my friends gathered around us in awe wondering why the fuck she did that. I still don't know why she did it to be honest and I was pissed. After all the apologizing, she asked me if she can nurse me back in my house but I declined and said it wasn't needed, it was only a mistake. She asked me about 30 times and I told her no becasue i didnt know what she meant.

The next day she told all her friends that I was a faggit for not taking her offer. That's when it hit me about what she meant when she wanted to nurse me but it was too late.

I almost married a chick that cheated on me with my friend in my house. Oh also found out she had been married before after we had moved across the country together and was okay with her not telling me earlier.

Oddly enough I was never bp at all until this one LTR when I was 23-26.

The reason I found trp was because after we broke up I was like how the fuck did this happen to me?! My 22 year old self (for that matter my 17 year old self) would have kicked my ass!

When I was 19, I sold my 700-hp tripped-out Mustang GT because a girl said she wanted me to buy her jewelry. Yeah, I did it. Got the pussy, for a while. A damned nice piece, too. She was never mine though, it was just my turn. Saw the jewelry a month after we broke up... at a pawn shop. Bitch!

My Cummins goes about as fast these days. And I can fuck women in the front seat, mega cab or in the truck bed. Couldn't do that in the Mustang!

This thread gave me PTSD. The pill hurts so good.

LTR. Lived together. Cried when I came home and she had left.

Literally the last tears I 've shed that weren't for a deceased loved one

Once upon a time, I joined a "Sugar Daddy" dating website. Had a couple dates that lead nowhere...paid the broad $100 to look great on my arm at high level social events, thinking my charm would be enough to get them into bed after the red carpet. Nope. Just wanted the $$$.

What woke me up? Set up an afternoon date with a HB9 Latina (i'm a sucker for latinas). She said she was a sure thing, thought I was hot, and I could do whatever I wanted until midnight for $500. We met for drinks at a bar in my neighborhood. Chatted each other up, her hand on my thigh rubbing my leg, brushing up against my cock, etc. I said let's move to my place and she agrees but says she never goes to a guy's house until she has the cash in hand.

I pulled out the envelope with $500 in it and placed it in her purse. We stepped outside and started walking to my car. She started skip ahead a little in a playful manner, saying "Don't you love that juicy ass?" And my dumb ass watched her juicy ass skip right into a waiting SUV parked on the side of the street and they peeled out never to be seen again.

Yeah. That was the final straw for me.

Immediately ( and I mean the same week or maybe two after we broke up our 3 year relationship) began orbiting an ex girlfriend who cheated on me with another dude because I just wanted to be her Bestie and support her no matter what . Then a year later she lost attraction to him and I welcomed her back with open arms . It was a shit show .

(this is over the course of about 13 years)

There has only been one woman I would say I truly blue pilled for. It would seem no matter what I tell myself I always get way to lovey with her. The main problem being is that she'll return the notion for a little while and then it's back to doing whatever the fuck she does. Girl has more orbiters than Jupiter. I can read her like a book which just drove me crazy(like seeing a train coming and not getting out of the way). I was always the guy she'd come see post break up with whatever boyfriend she had. Always fucked her but I never focused on the positive. It would always go down the same.

Comes over. Fuck her. You only know me when after you break up with someone. Get angry. She runs away.

Dumbest shit ever. To this day I don't know what the fuck I am thinking or doing when it comes to her. "Luckily" that won't be happening again as I railed into her(verbally unfortunately) for about two weeks. She "came to visit me" after my friend died. Said she drove 8 hours to see me. She spent the night then kept on driving to go see some other dude the next day. It was the last straw.

TL;DR Found a pretty butterfly and smothered it cause it was too pretty.

I'm so confused.
I want to up-vote Blue Pill stories.
I don't want to read Blue Pill stories.
Someone make it stop!

Oh god way too many to count lol. My biggest one was even I first took this girl out on a date. It was spring break in college she stayed on campus while I stayed at home 45mins away.

I drove all the way to campus to take her on a date. Then i drove another 45mins to a mall. Then we went to the movie theater to watch Battlefield LA.

Did not kiss her at all. Did not get no sex out of the deal. Spent alot of money on gas. She left me later that night to go to a party.

To be fair, I knew almost nothing about girls and how to date back then. I remember I was asking my buddy what should I do and what should I say on this date. It was my first time taking a girl out on a date.

That happened my sophomore year and believe it or not we talked (still no sex or kissing) after that. My senior year we hooked up and that was when I discovered how to date and treat women (not through the red pill). But yea I had a few more cringy things after that.

You know youre doing trp right when you read the top two comments and think "shit I dont have time to read this crap, deja vu all over again" and go take care of some business

Probably my first marriage at 23 which destroyed the rest of my 20's. Actually it didn't destroy my 20's, I destroyed my 20's but it brought clarity I don't know where I would have found doing anything else.

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Oh fuck. Just top of my head, in my last LTR I got drunk and we went out to a bar. Well by that time I got so drunk I started thinking about my other ex. Then I started to cry because of the thoughts I was having and thought my LTR would think it's cute in sensitive. Yeah, she wasn't about that.

I almost took my life, once. Never again.

My Dad died very suddenly, my oneitis-turned-gf (now turned-wife, actually) left me. Cue a depressive spiral that culminated in near-hospitalization.

Orbited my oneitis the. whole. time. At one point, I must have said something about our relationship and she turned, looked me straight in the eyes, and said: "I don't want to fuck you."

After a year of that and nearly ending it all, I just got mad. Stopped orbiting altogether. Started looking up game online. Went out to a meetup of guys into PUA stuff. Worked out. Stopped giving a fuck.

And, magically, after a year? We got back together. This time, she was depressed. The whole time I was obsessed about being nothing without her, she couldn't handle it without me.

Cut to marriage, and I forget these lessons. "I made it." I thought. "I sealed the deal." And, well - you know how that turned out. Now I'm here, several years later.

But. I'm glad it happened. I needed it to happen. That depressive piece of me is still there - it still comes around.

But in there, now, there's also a steel core of absolute certainty: I will never again consider taking my own life. Not over her, not over anyone.

all of these are cringy and remind me why i have learned to forget a lot of the shit i used to do, i remember trying to woo some girl from my school online and started sending her a link to the song "Let me love you" by mario. Jesus remembering that alone sends my balls back up into my stomach

Got married. Adopted her kid. Wouldn't recommend it.

2 Bluepill moments that scar me.

1st time. Went with a girl to the movies for a first date, displayed lots of neediness and she pretty much didn't want to hang out again end of story.

2nd time. Was with some friends and this girl out drinking and she was obviously DTF. Gave me shit tests which I failed, she even talked about how she wanted to get laid with someone that night. When my friends and the girl decided to split up as she wanted to go to another bar she even asked me to come with her alone, but I said no.

Drove 7 hours overnight to visit my oneitis in the hospital after she got in a car wreck

I took a bus to my college to be this girl's study buddy.... on my birthday

I was in a distance relationship with an LTR. She tells me she doesn't like it when I hang out with my guy friends on nights when I can't see her. You read that right. ON NIGHTS WHEN I CAN'T BE WITH MY DISTANCE GF SHE DOESN'T WANT ME TO BE HAVING FUN WITH MY MALE FRIENDS.

There was one particular time I told her in advance I had plans to hang with my friends on a particular night. She insists that 'If I love her, then I MUST NOT go.' I argued with her about it, but eventually I agreed not to go in order to show her that 'I really love her'. I stayed fucking inside at home by myself while my friends were out having fun. They all told me I was fucking pussy whipped (which I was).

Agreeing to her unreasonable demands did nothing to improve the relationship. It probably just made it worse. Even long before TRP, I realized this afterward and agreed to myself I would never do such a thing again. Fucking embarrassed to think about it now.

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Got divorced 2 years ago, but we were only friends by then so it was fine. We'd had no real feelings for each other for years up to that.

Shortly before moving out I was chatting with some girl from Okcupid. We hadn't met and she didn't want to (she had some sort of anxiety thing - she could hardly go get groceries). I thought things were going well while I was obviously just feeding her with free attention. I did push to meet up but she wouldn't have it. At some point I must've moved out. I was gonna hang out with my ex as we were still friends. So I told this okCupid girl that I was going to do that, but if she didn't like it I wouldn't. She thought it was the sweetest thing ever. Now it just makes me want to jump off a cliff.

Also, immediately after getting the divorce, I remember joking at work. I seriously thought it was funny to say that I'd have an easy time finding a girl because I was already trained by my ex. So glad I'm not that guy anymore.

Turned down a threesome because I "loved" one of the girls and didn't want to ruin my chances with her..... dammit that was a Yuge mistake.

Bear with me, this is a long story and, looking back on it, I find it cringeworthy.

Waited 3 or 4 years for sex on at 7 year LTR, was kinda ok with it because we were both virgins at the time, and we did other kind of sexual stuff, oral, handjobs, whatever.

I think I was alpha (sometimes too alpha) in many ways back then, usually held frame, enforced my boundaries, if people tried to step on me I smashed them, had no problem nexting people out of my life if they crossed a line, many girls liked me and would go out of their way to draw their attention so there was some dread going on, I used to go out with some female friends and my LTR and would make sexual jokes or super light kino on them in front of her. I started disliking some of her friends and didn't tolerate when they tried to disrespect me or the relationship. Her group of friends got smaller because of it, pretty much the guys I could tolerate or handle. I had no problem with her female friends, one was attracted to me but on a LTR and the other was a landwhale.

This is when the betafying begins. She starts complaining about my attitude, and I agreed that I had to change some things. So I stopped enforcing some boundaries, I would tolerate some of their shit, started showing more affection than I was receiving, whatever.

Oddly enough, we started having sex not long after those changes. At first it was great but after six months or so it was starfish sex. She just laid there, or was on her fours, but pretty much did nothing. Didn't think much of it, I was a real newbie.

Eventually, I became too beta. I would shut my mouth if people stepped on me, I was no longer giving dread (pretty much stopped contact with girls that showed IOIs, wouldn't tell her some classmates were hitting on me or even proposing sex, whatever), I entered into people's frames.

So, as I now know, being too beta dries up the pussy. Still having starfish sex but it was just that. No affection received, she barely displayed any attention to me and I just kept going out of my way to help her out in anything I could. Fast forward a couple years, she brings up the "we got to talk" thing, says she's not feeling the same, she would like us to take a break. I know she's already seen a branch to swing to so I suggest counseling.

Fucking therapist told her on the first session that she felt the way she felt because she was, somehow, in debt with me. I was the one doing all the effort and she had to either pay that massive debt, or dump me.

A week later she breaks up with me as we visit her grandma's house, she gives me a ride back to the subway and I just couldn't get off the car, I was crying so much because it hurt too much. It was pathetic.

A week after that, I spoke to one of her college classmates who was interested on me, she's DTF, and as she's undressing I fucking feel nauseous, run to the bathroom and puke. Girl freaks out, thinks I don't find her attractive. My mind is running fast, why the fuck did that happen? My hamster figured out that I couldn't move out of the relationship that fast. I manage the situation with the girl, tell her I didn't feel very well, all's good.

So, not having screwed myself enough, I talk to my ex, tell her we need to meet. So we do, I tell her how I was going bang some other girl and couldn't do it because I felt I needed closure. Told her a bunch of nasty stuff, she was pretty much quiet all the time. After that she said it was her fault she wasn't anymore in love with me, she asked me to change so much I ended up becoming someone else, and that she couldn't bring herself someone who could be pushed around. She told me she was wanted to experience what it would be to date other people, yadda yadda, but would like to remain in touch because I was such a nice guy and, who knows, maybe we could marry in the future, if our paths ever met again.

And for the first time in a long while, I grew some balls. Told her that wasn't happening. That was the last time I was reaching out for her and if there was anything she wanted to say or do, it had to be right then. "Lucky me" fucked her that afternoon, then proceeded to leave, call her classmate, and fuck her too, like I needed to release some of the frustration. After I got to my place, I blocked my ex and her new Chad from everywhere, phone, social media, you name it.

A couple of days later, I found TRP. I'm doing my best to own my shit now. Got a good job teaching english, the pay's kinda good. Doing some online works for extra money. Not lifting as much as I should because living in Venezuela means I have a messed up diet, but I'm doing everything in my reach (and a bit more) in order to move to Spain this year, I'm halfway there. Spinning a few plates. Reading a lot of TRP stuff, doing my best to put it in practice. Cold approaching anytime I can. Spinning a few plates.

Beg an ex-girlfriend to get back with me about nine months after she left me.

Spoilers: She said no thanks.

Best thing to ever happen to me.

Few months ago. My ex was having an emotional affair (eventually fucked the guy). I let her video chat with the guy whilst I could hear everything in the next room. Of course I let her know how much it hurt my feelings.

No dread, no abundance, no nothing. I'm thankful for this though as I would never have discovered TRP and make the improvements in my life to be a better man.

I'd say when I was 19. I had just joined the Navy, and was in training. I was on this game app, and eventually ended up talking to this girl. She was 18 and in Texas, I was in Chicago.

We started LDR dating and then when I got leave, I went to Dallas and got a hotel and stayed with her for a week. I took her virginity and continued dating her LDR for 3 more years.

Eventually just cucked myself and told her to fuck some guy there, out of curiosity if she would do it. Sure enough she fucked the guy I told her to. Then relationship went down hill from there and eventually she ghosted me. Yeah.....

Spent so much money on ridiculous shit. Wrote anonymous emails when I was in high school about my undying love (cringe), got into fights, cried to people.

Man, why didn't someone put me out of my misery?

I got married.

Like most of us, I learned the hard way.

Last two years of uni, I landed the quirky nerdy virgin girl. Queue two years of horrendous BP action "I'm gonna wait until she wants to have sex, I won't push it, she isn't like all the other girls". I got two years of hand jobs my friends. Let that sink in for a moment.

Fast forward to the end of my last year of uni, I get put on a ghost 1-month pseudo break (she was pretty much waiting until I graduated to break up with me so she wouldn't have to see me around campus) freaking the fuck out because she never wanted to hang out and do shit all the meanwhile she's staying over at some other dudes house "studying".

Yeah. We ALL know the "studying" she was doing.

Another year of wallowing depression and constantly trying to get her to come back to me, all the while she's hoppin on every single hipster trash.

Honestly, in the end I was better off for it happening. Found TRP, lived my life, did things I never thought I'd do.

Only reason I'm sharing this with you all is I ran into her the other night at a bar.

She died her hair blue/red/purple/SJW and she now works at a restaurant. Guess all her aspirations to become something disappeared when she realized she could coast through life on her back.

She tried to hook up with me. I fucking laughed.

Went to the mall and spent 700 dollars for my oneitis on her birthday. She then proceeds to friendzone me and then fucks a guy that wont even buy her a bag of skittles. We called each other every night. And hung out every day but nothing was happening. I couldnt understand anything. I thought that if I waited long enough she would come to realize how much chemistry we had. But nothing happened no matter how much I tried to kiss her and become something more she just wouldnt bulge. It was hell. I eventually snapped and told her to leave me alone. Then I regretted it and called her again begging her to let me be her friend again. She calls me a pussy and tells me to leave her alone. Months later I receive a merry christmas message. I ignored it and moved on.