Warning: verbose.
Has anyone else had trouble, at least at first, in accepting and living a red pill life free from the pretty lies we were told and used to tell ourselves?
I started on this path when a girl broke my heart. I discovered game a few months after that, but haven't really gotten into it until recently, where it's damned near consumed my life. It's come to a point where I can barely talk to a girl like a normal human being, it's always trying to DHV this and subtly neg that. I feel like-and undoubtably come off as-a try hard, though I did have some initial success with a few hookups and plenty of regular sex with girls who rated anywhere from 6-7.
Recently I moved back to my family home after 9 months abroad at university, confident in my ability to at least get some regular sex. It's been around a month and I've been met with failure at every turn. Looks like it is much easier to get laid in college than in real life, even at house parties.
The failures wounded my ego pretty savagely. The girl who put me on this path came back into my life, throwing herself shamelessly at a close friend of mine. Other girls I was trying to game attached themselves to another close male friend who doesn't even want them around him.
With these failures I got down on myself, hard. This, combined with the extreme nihilism and existential anxiety that came from the death of my father a couple months ago, has created this strange downward spiral in which I can't seem to break out of.
All of the things I used to want-love, companionship, a nice, responsible life-none of them seem realistic or mean anything anymore now that I've been reading red pill blogs like CH and roosh's blogs. Everything I want now-hedonism, philandering, a life lived for yourself-seems equally pointless. When I die and things are fading to black, I don't think a high notch count is going to give me much comfort.
Has anyone else had these problems, or is it just the sting of rejection early in my game combine with the psychological blow of losing my father that is doing this to me?
Has anyone else had trouble, at least at first, in accepting and living a red pill life free from the pretty lies we were told and used to tell ourselves?
I started on this path when a girl broke my heart. I discovered game a few months after that, but haven't really gotten into it until recently, where it's damned near consumed my life. It's come to a point where I can barely talk to a girl like a normal human being, it's always trying to DHV this and subtly neg that. I feel like-and undoubtably come off as-a try hard, though I did have some initial success with a few hookups and plenty of regular sex with girls who rated anywhere from 6-7.
Recently I moved back to my family home after 9 months abroad at university, confident in my ability to at least get some regular sex. It's been around a month and I've been met with failure at every turn. Looks like it is much easier to get laid in college than in real life, even at house parties.
The failures wounded my ego pretty savagely. The girl who put me on this path came back into my life, throwing herself shamelessly at a close friend of mine. Other girls I was trying to game attached themselves to another close male friend who doesn't even want them around him.
With these failures I got down on myself, hard. This, combined with the extreme nihilism and existential anxiety that came from the death of my father a couple months ago, has created this strange downward spiral in which I can't seem to break out of.
All of the things I used to want-love, companionship, a nice, responsible life-none of them seem realistic or mean anything anymore now that I've been reading red pill blogs like CH and roosh's blogs. Everything I want now-hedonism, philandering, a life lived for yourself-seems equally pointless. When I die and things are fading to black, I don't think a high notch count is going to give me much comfort.
Has anyone else had these problems, or is it just the sting of rejection early in my game combine with the psychological blow of losing my father that is doing this to me?