So in the past six months a lot has went down in my life, and I need some advice from the forum. Here is a "brief" synopsis of what has transpired:
- After years of getting laid more than the average guy, but due to my own naïveté, I was always being mistreated, abused, and not given the respect that any human should deserve; I discovered the manosphere.
- Embraced more strategic game tactics within my relationships. Immediately received positive feedback for my efforts, but also received more of the bullshit that comes with greater exposure to the American female.
- Developed a program to teach myself how to sing. I have played guitar for close to 7000 hours, but never concerned myself with vocals. Realizing there was a need to no longer rely on other guys, in order to get my guitar playing in bars, I felt this was a necessity. It has helped, and although I am not quite where I want be yet, definite improvement has occurred.
- Two relatively close friends died, this after in the past six years, four of my closest friends since childhood had kicked it. Completely tragic for me, but this has taught me to embrace life, and please excuse the cliche, but to ensure that I live like there is no tomorrow, because there really isn't.
- Cut back on the amount of herb I was smoking, and quit buying all together. There is a time and a place for everything, but I am thirty-one years old now, and I smoked enough during my twenties that any potential offspring I may produce should have a decent contact high.
- After I cut the ganja out of my life, immediately started making decisions I would have considered irresponsible during my days as a smoker. They had to happen, ganja just makes complacency a logical decision.
- Purchased a PRS Carlos Santana USA Signature model. I taught myself to play on acoustics, and have always wanted a quality electric to teach myself in that regard. They really are almost two completely different endeavors. This might not seem important to non-guitarists, but for those who play, you might understand what a momentous leap forward this is.
- Quit my dead-end job as a paralegal. Had this job since I graduated college, except for a year hiatus, when I followed a girl I was in love with to the Caribbean to support her in her career as a biologist (She eventually left me with no warning, just a five minute phone call). The job was easy, but sucked ass due to the lack of respect, and low pay.
- Lined up a shitty job, but one for more pay in sales. It starts in ten days.
- Offered opportunity to go to Vietnam, and work at this small resort of beach cabanas as a counselor for people with problems of all sorts. Almost non-existent pay, but I went to Vietnam for a wedding last year, and loved the atmosphere and the treatment I received from not just the women, but people in general. Friendliest culture I have ever encountered, and being an American with reasonably handsome looks, and strong natural game was enough to get me laid every other day with locals and European tourists. This was prior to manosphere discovery, and the adaptation of principled game tactics in to my lexicon. Vietnamese women are not the type that I would want to game, but Euro tourists are extremely easy for Americans if played right outside of Europe, and I feel this could be exploited to the nth degree with knowledge of game.
- Upon hearing of this opportunity for myself, my cousin offered a position at his reputable IT consulting company as a loan reviewer. This would be about 70k a year, and a huge step up for me career wise. My education is in history, and I made about 30k at my previous job as a paralegal. For someone with that background, this opportunity might not be something I would want to pass up as you never know when an opportunity like this would arise again, much less ever. This would lead more to the path of eventually falling for some succubus here in the States, so I am very hesitant. I don't know if I have the fortitude to keep dealing with the bullshit that gaming American chics entails, and believe it would be possible for me to be fooled by some chic for long enough for her to take me for all I'm worth. Nothing is guaranteed with this job, though I'm pretty confident that nepotism has this in the bag.
So the question is, what move do I make? Take the responsible career path, and keep wading through the mud of fat, grotesquese Americunts, or give up everything and move to pussy paradise and prolong my adolescence. In Vietnam, I could terrorize Euro Sluts, and most likely meet a Vietnamese girl who would be beautiful and loyal if I were to want to settle down. Honestly, that is appealing for myself. As an ex-pothead, it should be obvious that I like to relax, and with the current generation of Americunts, that realistically would not be possible in this day and age. Sadly, with my bachelor's in History, a choice career move is not something that I can really ignore, and being young and single with 70k a year coming at me, I could live pretty large. I realize though that after long enough of living within my means while making that dough, that soon enough it would be just enough to make ends meet. So I have come to the least reputable place I know to ask of your opinion. If you could provide some feedback, it might help make my decision. Personally, I am leaning towards the Nam, but maybe the manosphere will answer back with the rational move. I would have to consider that. You have my gratitude, cheers.
- After years of getting laid more than the average guy, but due to my own naïveté, I was always being mistreated, abused, and not given the respect that any human should deserve; I discovered the manosphere.
- Embraced more strategic game tactics within my relationships. Immediately received positive feedback for my efforts, but also received more of the bullshit that comes with greater exposure to the American female.
- Developed a program to teach myself how to sing. I have played guitar for close to 7000 hours, but never concerned myself with vocals. Realizing there was a need to no longer rely on other guys, in order to get my guitar playing in bars, I felt this was a necessity. It has helped, and although I am not quite where I want be yet, definite improvement has occurred.
- Two relatively close friends died, this after in the past six years, four of my closest friends since childhood had kicked it. Completely tragic for me, but this has taught me to embrace life, and please excuse the cliche, but to ensure that I live like there is no tomorrow, because there really isn't.
- Cut back on the amount of herb I was smoking, and quit buying all together. There is a time and a place for everything, but I am thirty-one years old now, and I smoked enough during my twenties that any potential offspring I may produce should have a decent contact high.
- After I cut the ganja out of my life, immediately started making decisions I would have considered irresponsible during my days as a smoker. They had to happen, ganja just makes complacency a logical decision.
- Purchased a PRS Carlos Santana USA Signature model. I taught myself to play on acoustics, and have always wanted a quality electric to teach myself in that regard. They really are almost two completely different endeavors. This might not seem important to non-guitarists, but for those who play, you might understand what a momentous leap forward this is.
- Quit my dead-end job as a paralegal. Had this job since I graduated college, except for a year hiatus, when I followed a girl I was in love with to the Caribbean to support her in her career as a biologist (She eventually left me with no warning, just a five minute phone call). The job was easy, but sucked ass due to the lack of respect, and low pay.
- Lined up a shitty job, but one for more pay in sales. It starts in ten days.
- Offered opportunity to go to Vietnam, and work at this small resort of beach cabanas as a counselor for people with problems of all sorts. Almost non-existent pay, but I went to Vietnam for a wedding last year, and loved the atmosphere and the treatment I received from not just the women, but people in general. Friendliest culture I have ever encountered, and being an American with reasonably handsome looks, and strong natural game was enough to get me laid every other day with locals and European tourists. This was prior to manosphere discovery, and the adaptation of principled game tactics in to my lexicon. Vietnamese women are not the type that I would want to game, but Euro tourists are extremely easy for Americans if played right outside of Europe, and I feel this could be exploited to the nth degree with knowledge of game.
- Upon hearing of this opportunity for myself, my cousin offered a position at his reputable IT consulting company as a loan reviewer. This would be about 70k a year, and a huge step up for me career wise. My education is in history, and I made about 30k at my previous job as a paralegal. For someone with that background, this opportunity might not be something I would want to pass up as you never know when an opportunity like this would arise again, much less ever. This would lead more to the path of eventually falling for some succubus here in the States, so I am very hesitant. I don't know if I have the fortitude to keep dealing with the bullshit that gaming American chics entails, and believe it would be possible for me to be fooled by some chic for long enough for her to take me for all I'm worth. Nothing is guaranteed with this job, though I'm pretty confident that nepotism has this in the bag.
So the question is, what move do I make? Take the responsible career path, and keep wading through the mud of fat, grotesquese Americunts, or give up everything and move to pussy paradise and prolong my adolescence. In Vietnam, I could terrorize Euro Sluts, and most likely meet a Vietnamese girl who would be beautiful and loyal if I were to want to settle down. Honestly, that is appealing for myself. As an ex-pothead, it should be obvious that I like to relax, and with the current generation of Americunts, that realistically would not be possible in this day and age. Sadly, with my bachelor's in History, a choice career move is not something that I can really ignore, and being young and single with 70k a year coming at me, I could live pretty large. I realize though that after long enough of living within my means while making that dough, that soon enough it would be just enough to make ends meet. So I have come to the least reputable place I know to ask of your opinion. If you could provide some feedback, it might help make my decision. Personally, I am leaning towards the Nam, but maybe the manosphere will answer back with the rational move. I would have to consider that. You have my gratitude, cheers.