Hey guys let me introducce my self. I go by Albert, Im a young cat in my early 20's. I'm a sexual deviant who finally turned in to a solid shade of red. I stopped being a blue pill shortly after turning 21 and lingered in more of a purple pill as I developed my own method of gaming and got put up on game by a buddy of mine who is like a brothermentor.
To give a brief history, Im a tall, handsome bastard. I wasn't always confident about myself as I was an out of shape beta before with minimal game. It all changed when I got up one day and realized that I wasn't satisfied with the way I was living, who I associated with, and the person I was. I started making changes. Got promoted at work and made more bank, hit the gym 5 times a week, cleaned up my diet, started getting a shit ton of attention from broads who wouldnt look at me twice before, and continued to better myself. Read more, studied random shit, basically it was the start of a new man. I embraced it. Owned it. And things went well for a couple of years.
What I call my rookie year (when I turned 21) I earned a pretty good rap sheet. After getting in shape, developing sense of style, and practicing some game on broads I worked with and trying some cold approaches I thought I'd linger in to night game. My first night i fucking loved it. Went to a latin club where My brother in law is the main DJ. Got some eyes turning my way because he did a shout out for me and a couple of bottles in the DJ booth, went off started dancing with a few broads, drank etc. Got a number and a kiss. Ended up as a cold lead, but it was a good first encounter approaching women, interacting and practing game.
Time went on. My personal fitness and health were at an all time high. I noticed I radiated. I held the energy in the room almost everywhere i went and had bitches orbiting me. My head was getting huge. One night I get a call from a friend. Tells me to dress to impress, get my money and my liquor ready, We were on our way to unexplored land (at least for me).
We hit a strip club. I was excited as shit because I had never been to one or any similar type of place. I soak it in, scan the room and approach the girl closest to me.(Fortunately she was also the hottest). I figured its my first time and I wanteed to get the full experience. I get a private dance, and start chopping it up with the girl. Now prior to this, I rarely saw women that I could say stunned me by their beauty. This broad was gorgeous. Anywayz I couldn't tell if she was running her hustle on me or feeling me. She seems receptive, I'm having a blast and seems to too. I'm making her laugh and she's actually making me laugh too. We exchange numbers and agree to meet up sometime. We didn't make a solid plan. Right before she gets off me she squeezes my dick and nibbles my ear.
Gentleman, I did not know I liked that prior to this experience.
Anyways I go back out stay for a bit and enjoy the show and leave. I text the broad here and there but we never made plans. In the near future I'm in the nearby area getting smashed with my buddies at a bar. We decide to hit the strip club, I see the girl she runs up to me and gives me a tight hug. I get a dance later. We end up fucking a couple of times in the private booth. We decide to meet when her shift ends, i meet her down a few blocks and we get a hotel. My friends left me. We drank, fucked, and did coke all night. I loved it. This kept up for 2 weeks, almost everyday consecutively.
It stopped when I realized I had no idea who this broad was and I was spending the night with her at hotels and at her place while I had something to come back to at home. The final night I made dinner, she was giving me massage. We watched a movie and layed up. Fucked a couple more times and she brought up meeting up again. Thats when it hit me that I was way over my head. My health started to diminish, I was slowly getting out of shape, I was blowing money fast, and I hadn't been home in about 6 days. She repeated when we were going to meet up and I just got dressed, shut the door and left.
I got my shit together, and got back on the grind. My gaming supremely improved. Gaming girls left and right, especially at night. Plenty of drunk sexual escapades. A few local strippers, random broads at the bar, friends of friends. I felt like I was on top of it. I had plenty of money, having tons of sex, etc. This went on for about two years.
Shit came to an end. I lost my job, couldn't find another. Went through my last check and all of my savings. Bills stacked up, couldn't afford the gym or any luxuries. Lost everything. Home, phone, gym, money, food, etc. Fucked up my credit and well you get the idea. During my down time I managed to game a few broads. And it lifted my spirits, it was refreshing to game while losing confidence and being broke. I found ways to make a little to survive and some of the girls even took care of me a bit because they knew I had shit going on.
My down time has just ended. Now I'm back to making good money, got an extra part time job where I almost make as much money, Started working out again, reinstating my healthy diet, spiritually and mentally becoming stronger. I've become fully invested in a Taoism, some Buddhism, and of course Don Miguels the Four Agreements. Along with a couple of great work out plans.
But even though things are good again, and only seem to be getting better and brighter. In the back of my mind I worry that I might get in a rut again. I went through a horrible 7 months, it was the toughest time of my life. This bit of paranoia kicks in here and there and fucks with my confidence and thought process. My magnetic attraction and radiance is slowly coming back. I just don't want to get ahead of my self. For as popular as I've been, good times I´ve had, people I´ve met. I have no one To really turn to. I only knew about red pillers since a about 5-6 months back. I didn´t know there was other people like us who view the world and society in a different way. Unfortunately I only have 2 people like this in my life and I hardly see them. I can't bother them with this kind of stuff all the time or more I have a hard time asking for help.
So to all my fellow Rooshers out there. Any words of wisdom, feedback, etc is appreciated. I only seek self-improvement and to paint the town red.
To give a brief history, Im a tall, handsome bastard. I wasn't always confident about myself as I was an out of shape beta before with minimal game. It all changed when I got up one day and realized that I wasn't satisfied with the way I was living, who I associated with, and the person I was. I started making changes. Got promoted at work and made more bank, hit the gym 5 times a week, cleaned up my diet, started getting a shit ton of attention from broads who wouldnt look at me twice before, and continued to better myself. Read more, studied random shit, basically it was the start of a new man. I embraced it. Owned it. And things went well for a couple of years.
What I call my rookie year (when I turned 21) I earned a pretty good rap sheet. After getting in shape, developing sense of style, and practicing some game on broads I worked with and trying some cold approaches I thought I'd linger in to night game. My first night i fucking loved it. Went to a latin club where My brother in law is the main DJ. Got some eyes turning my way because he did a shout out for me and a couple of bottles in the DJ booth, went off started dancing with a few broads, drank etc. Got a number and a kiss. Ended up as a cold lead, but it was a good first encounter approaching women, interacting and practing game.
Time went on. My personal fitness and health were at an all time high. I noticed I radiated. I held the energy in the room almost everywhere i went and had bitches orbiting me. My head was getting huge. One night I get a call from a friend. Tells me to dress to impress, get my money and my liquor ready, We were on our way to unexplored land (at least for me).
We hit a strip club. I was excited as shit because I had never been to one or any similar type of place. I soak it in, scan the room and approach the girl closest to me.(Fortunately she was also the hottest). I figured its my first time and I wanteed to get the full experience. I get a private dance, and start chopping it up with the girl. Now prior to this, I rarely saw women that I could say stunned me by their beauty. This broad was gorgeous. Anywayz I couldn't tell if she was running her hustle on me or feeling me. She seems receptive, I'm having a blast and seems to too. I'm making her laugh and she's actually making me laugh too. We exchange numbers and agree to meet up sometime. We didn't make a solid plan. Right before she gets off me she squeezes my dick and nibbles my ear.
Gentleman, I did not know I liked that prior to this experience.
Anyways I go back out stay for a bit and enjoy the show and leave. I text the broad here and there but we never made plans. In the near future I'm in the nearby area getting smashed with my buddies at a bar. We decide to hit the strip club, I see the girl she runs up to me and gives me a tight hug. I get a dance later. We end up fucking a couple of times in the private booth. We decide to meet when her shift ends, i meet her down a few blocks and we get a hotel. My friends left me. We drank, fucked, and did coke all night. I loved it. This kept up for 2 weeks, almost everyday consecutively.
It stopped when I realized I had no idea who this broad was and I was spending the night with her at hotels and at her place while I had something to come back to at home. The final night I made dinner, she was giving me massage. We watched a movie and layed up. Fucked a couple more times and she brought up meeting up again. Thats when it hit me that I was way over my head. My health started to diminish, I was slowly getting out of shape, I was blowing money fast, and I hadn't been home in about 6 days. She repeated when we were going to meet up and I just got dressed, shut the door and left.
I got my shit together, and got back on the grind. My gaming supremely improved. Gaming girls left and right, especially at night. Plenty of drunk sexual escapades. A few local strippers, random broads at the bar, friends of friends. I felt like I was on top of it. I had plenty of money, having tons of sex, etc. This went on for about two years.
Shit came to an end. I lost my job, couldn't find another. Went through my last check and all of my savings. Bills stacked up, couldn't afford the gym or any luxuries. Lost everything. Home, phone, gym, money, food, etc. Fucked up my credit and well you get the idea. During my down time I managed to game a few broads. And it lifted my spirits, it was refreshing to game while losing confidence and being broke. I found ways to make a little to survive and some of the girls even took care of me a bit because they knew I had shit going on.
My down time has just ended. Now I'm back to making good money, got an extra part time job where I almost make as much money, Started working out again, reinstating my healthy diet, spiritually and mentally becoming stronger. I've become fully invested in a Taoism, some Buddhism, and of course Don Miguels the Four Agreements. Along with a couple of great work out plans.
But even though things are good again, and only seem to be getting better and brighter. In the back of my mind I worry that I might get in a rut again. I went through a horrible 7 months, it was the toughest time of my life. This bit of paranoia kicks in here and there and fucks with my confidence and thought process. My magnetic attraction and radiance is slowly coming back. I just don't want to get ahead of my self. For as popular as I've been, good times I´ve had, people I´ve met. I have no one To really turn to. I only knew about red pillers since a about 5-6 months back. I didn´t know there was other people like us who view the world and society in a different way. Unfortunately I only have 2 people like this in my life and I hardly see them. I can't bother them with this kind of stuff all the time or more I have a hard time asking for help.
So to all my fellow Rooshers out there. Any words of wisdom, feedback, etc is appreciated. I only seek self-improvement and to paint the town red.
