Patreon, R&P Q&A #202: Week 3

November - I overheard her talking to a friend about setting up dates for the weekend. I told her I was going to move out, the next day she wanted to start dating me again. She told me she wasn’t interested in dating other people. I started hanging out with a hunting buddy who not red pill, taught me some of the tools. His tools were to stop projecting my expectations onto others, not have any expectations, you can’t control outcome, start having fun with life, just laugh at her bullshit and work on myself. December - I started getting self confidence, I had been lifting since October and dating the wife was going well, but she started to withdrawal. We bickered for about 90 seconds and she said all the dates are erased and back to square one. She said she had a big plan to reconcile on Christmas but I caused her trauma again, in 90 seconds. Then one morning she didn’t come home, I found out from her friend that she had been lying to me the whole time. She had been dating multiple dudes, and was spending the night with one of them, Joe. I confronted her she said she needs time and space. Tells me I’m her priority but needs to figure things out. I was still beta, giving her back massages, baths, neck rubs, orgasms, but nothing for me. I stayed positive through Christmas and started learning about MRP and working through the sidebar. Right before new years I had enough of her bullshit lying about dating and fucking other dudes, so I started dating. That night I came home and she asks if I have anything to say for myself. I said yeah I started dating. She gets mad that I couldn’t give her time. Long story shortish, we have sex that night, reconciled on NYE, and she committed to focus on the marriage and be exclusive.

ErikTheRed

This is my Batman origin story. Background Married 8 years, two kids. September - I had been turned fully into a beta over the last few years. The wife got surgery in the spring and lost a bunch of weight, started working out daily, started going to clubs and EDM concerts every weekend while I watched the kids. I handled it like any beta would, got drunk, screamed at her, threatened my own suicide (what a loser). October - She asked for a separation based on the trauma of the verbal abuse in September, I found it odd that she waited two weeks after the event to tell me. We separated in the same house, I went to the basement. We had agreed to work on ourselves and not bring anyone else into our problems, this obviously didn’t help anything.

ErikTheRed

Your goal in dancing is a covert contract. If you are going to dance, do it for you. Dude, why in the fuck would you talk about rejection a fatty? That is not the charming asshole, just an asshole. I skipped a lot of this because it just hurts to read. In general, you're coming off as a weirdo. I'm not too sure how to explain conversation basics, but need to slow down and shut up for a bit. If you have a sociable male friend, go out with him and essentially job shadow him for a bit.

This Saturday again partying This time I haven't been kissing any girl or hugging or doing some smash moves. I was only approaching women at the bar or somewhere else and then I talked. Or simply having fun by dancing. Sure I was dancing with two women but my goal was to get preselection and jealousy from others and having fun. Results: I approached Tamara at the bar. I negged her with chewee gum and told her story about fat whale being into me and how I was seducing her even though I wasn't even into her and then I had to reject her. She got an idea where I am leading it and she told me: "I am married 3 years happilly. Here you have my friends, they are single. Go after them. Not me!" I negged the prettier one of her friends (she looked agitated): I know her face! She is that mean shop assistant from Kaufland. You both are one gang of mean shop assistants and Tamara is your boss. No way it would be different! Hahahaha Then I gave attention to prettier one. She was 32 and obviously a bit drunk. "Don't you worry about me being older than you? Go after younger ones." I looked at the ceiling like I am thinking of her as an option: Me: "That could work between us." 5 times in row: "You're asshole!" Immediately after that she came to random dick at the bar and asked him to dance. I don't know who it was and why she did that. Didn't matter to me. -------- I approached another chick from the other side of the bar. She was older than me but with a figure of an olympic athlete. I remember telling her story about me travelling to Bratislava. I told her why I just go to parties because I love people. Then we had slight exchange of details of our lives. --> I figured outside of my 4 stories I don't know what to tell people. When I tell people all of 4 of them, from then on the conversation will become an exchange of some details and then the chick leaves because of me not being entertaining. Me: How do you maintain your figure? Look around. (we both are looking at the dance floor) All the chicks you see, sure they look good, they're teens. But they don't have the body like you do, so I am asking... Her: I am speedskater. master of XYZ state. Me (honestly): Oh no, you're better than me. I am not better at anything now. Her: It's okay. It's fine. I don't care I am better than you. It's fine. Then there was again the silence and then I left because I will not just stand there like a creep and say nothing. I was sittimg on couch. When she was leaving, she touched me on my shoulder and she waved at me. I have instagram on her and I I think could quite possibly ask her for phone number. ----- When I went to another bar, there I met a chick from party Petra: "I have to confess to you. My gay friend looks for gay. I want you to hook up with him. You are perfect type for him. You are model." From then on she was talking about me with her friends that I am definitely gay. Her malefriend told her: He isn't gay. He looks at you like you're meat. I told her I want gay as friend. She gave me contact on gay. When I texted gay, he didn't want me to be his friend since there would be no benefit for him as single gay, lol. "Don't you like Petra?" Me: "Petra? That could work between us." I invited him out so then he could see if he can see me as friend. To this invitation he didn't text back and I didn't text him again. --> Something tells me she didn't ask me for gay hookup but for hookup with her. I don't know. ---- At Tuesday I've met Camille who I had approached before in December last year. At december she declined coffee unless I am friend with her. I told her bye and left. Now I knew i am her vagina, so I talked with her like with anybody who I meet who I don't want to fuck. When she was talking to me about Paris where she was with her boyfriend, she told me: "Those men from there are perverts. There are prostitutes. Oh god what a prostitutes." Me: "Are they at least pretty?" Her: "Well, they had fake tits." When I told her I go to parties, she said she would like to go there with her girlfriends. (She has boyfriend btw) (I thought: Wtf, she wants to change categories with me from friend to pimp? Nonono, I am just her female friend, I don't care about this) I asked her for instagram since I wanted to sell her one of woman's perfumes I have. At least some usefullness Camille has if not sexual one. ---- I've met brother with his GF at the bar. I asked his GF: "Don't you have some available female-friends of your who would be open to one-night-stand? I am lonely and I want some vagina." Her: "I have GF she's not here yet, she's my ex's. You could do her." (didn't she talk about herself and my brother?)