This is a story about how I cut off two chicks who were longtime friends of mine due to my changing mindset that was not compatible with theirs. I’m posting in the game section but moderators can feel free to move it. I also don’t normally post a new thread if one exists but really couldn’t find one that was similar enough. Even if I am going out on a limb, there may be a little value here.
One of them was actually my only solace at a time when I was a huge blue pill turd bucket. However, as I have taken the red pill and my values have changed, I have consequently questioned my existing relationships with them and how deep these friendships are. As my mind has applied the red pill mentality to every situation it possibly could, it has conditioned itself against bullshit, and so it has with these chicks as well.
Chick #1; Indian girl; 6.. (used to be a 7 but age and curry caught up with her)
I met her on one of my projects at a company I used to work at and had kept in touch with her since then. Since we shared similar cultures and upbringing, it was easy to connect with her and talk to her. So I kept this “friendship” going. When I met her, I was still a “beta” and idolized women and the Indian culture.
Since the beginning, she and her “friends” would invite me to certain events, for example, a get together here for New Year’s eve or a gathering to watch a movie. A lot of times, I would not show up. As a man with a family that included kids, it was tough for me to prioritize friends given the excessive amount of hours I worked.
Over the years, she has been successful in her field and therefore makes decent money. Recently she invited me to her apartment for dinner through an email. The email mentioned a certain amount of options and costs. I honestly didn’t think much of it and didn’t pay close enough attention to the “cost” portion of the email. I agreed to go to the dinner (therefore agreeing to pay as well). For those without any background on the Indian culture, Indians are likely some of the most hospitable people you will meet. For the most part, if you ever go to an Indian person’s house, you will likely be treated with the best of food and hospitality. Not different from many cultures, but Indians as a culture pride themselves in treating their guests well, at least most of the ones I know.
The dinner was on a Thursday evening in the city (an hour drive). My parents showed up with my sister and nephew as a huge surprise. They live far away and don’t visit often; so I don’t see them as much as I’d like to. So I sent a text to her saying “sorry for the inconvenience but we can’t make it.”
Her: Please pay $xx; since you weren’t there the other guests had to cover for you guys. You can use the quickpay banking system and send the money to my email.
Me: Suck it up; I didn’t show up; you make $75k+ a year; besides this was dinner at your house.
Her: It wasn’t dinner; we had a chef and a theme; it was an event
Me: You mean there wasn’t any food served?
Her: But it’s not like that; and me and my friends make 6 figures (very relevant)
Me: You had your guests pay for food and also pay for guests that couldn’t make it?
Her: I didn’t have cash in the house
Me: Why didn’t you run to the ATM?
Her: It was late and my friends didn’t want me to
Me: I will pay because I agreed but I thought I should let you know that I don’t believe in charging people for food when they come to my house.
Her: To be honest, I don’t even want your money but my friends will want to see proof that you paid me before taking the money from me. That’s the only reason you should send the money.
Me: I agreed to send the money, so I will. However, we do not share the same values. So feel free to leave me off of any future invitations.
Her: But I need to explain to you why. My friends have always covered for you when you didn’t show up.
Me: I had reasons not to. Good bye.
Her: But I need to tell you this.
Me: Good bye.
Her: Blah blah
Unfortunately, I started the call out process a bit late. I should have just said no to the original invite, but since I kept it going, I saw a bit more of what she is truly capable of. So I take it as a better lesson learned.
Chick #2; Southern white girl; a 6.. (used to be a solid 8 and maybe even an 8.5 but a really bad migraine condition and the resulting medications caught up to her and she has hit the wall early)
I have known her for 10 years. When I met her, she was very attractive. I was a beta schmuck but she liked my innocence and nervousness. So she befriended me. When I was back down South last year, I pretty much went in for the make out. She and I then had a short affair on the phone (stupid idea).
One fine day, I get a text.
Her: I just had a killer call me and left me a message; I need you.
Me: What?
Her: Blah blah (apparently some guy raped her in the past and is calling her again after 5 years)
Me: (Thinking what the fuck is going on)
Next day..
Me: I can’t do this anymore
Her: blah blah blah I need you blah
Me: I just need some space given my job and other things going on (I was pretty positive something was amiss; that was the real reason).
I didn’t talk to her at all for a few months. She came to my town for treatment of her condition. They have the best treatment facilities for her condition. When she was here, I visited and hung out with her but kept the distance. They kept doing tests on her and figuring out a plan. The condition does not have a heavy history of treatment as it’s fairly new.
Another fine day..
Her: I left the facility and went back home. The doctor forgot to do xx and yy.
Me: Wait, did they hurt you?
Her: No but he should have read the manual ..
Me: People make mistakes; did his mistake cause you any harm?
Her: These people are worthless.
Me: You are probably in what may possibly be the best facility for this and you decided to forego treatment because of minor issues?
Her: He could have killed me.
Me: I think you’re overreacting. You went through this for the last 5 years. Now you have the best care you can have. Given this, it almost seems like you enjoy the pain.
Her: I ENJOY THE PAIN? WHAT THE F*K DID YOU SAY? You’re the one that called it off between us and now you think you know how to RUN my life? You should apologize ASAP.
Me: Nah. I think you are not seeing the issue from every possible angle.
Her: Maybe you should unfriend me then.
Me: I want to give you my honest opinion out of genuine care.
Her: I don’t want it.
Me: Then we should maybe talk once things are cooled down.
Her: Hangs up.
Her facebook reflects her rants; for example one wall post noted: “Anyone that says I’m alienating them need to shut the fuck up because I will beat you down to where you belong.” Real classy, but the classier part of it was the responses that ranged from “you go girl” to “let me know if you need backup” from both guys and girls. What’s new.
She has a boyfriend that she found recently that not only treats her really well but appears to worship her. Reason I know? I read some of his texts which were along the lines of “Hugs,” “Can’t wait to see you,” and of course the all important “I love you so much.” They started their relationship a few months ago but they have “known” each other since high school which was about 20+ years ago. I wonder what her restart text looked like.
I know she doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion; but when it’s agreeable she cares. Her family doesn’t want to give her honesty because they don’t want to lose the entire relationship. I feel like by being brutally open with her, I’m giving her something 95% or more people won’t give her: honesty and truth.
Even after taking the red pill a few years ago, I kept being friends with these girls. I entertained their phone calls and even got personal in a way I shouldn’t have with one of them. I thought I could keep the red pill and these friendships separate. However, as the days pass, this red pill mentality fuses itself to me mentally as well as physically, to the point that I have no tolerance for the drama and hamster spinning anymore, which brings me to the next point. The reason it took so long to cut them off is because the social programming and “blue pill” mindset have been so strongly fused to me that peeling it off piece by piece has been difficult. However, the frustration that results is more than compensated for by the dignity I gained for myself. I'd rather hang out with men who are rational and can take a fucking honest opinion without crying about it.
Would love to hear some stories of how you guys have called chicks out for dumb irrational actions especially if you had known them for a while maybe pre red pill.
One of them was actually my only solace at a time when I was a huge blue pill turd bucket. However, as I have taken the red pill and my values have changed, I have consequently questioned my existing relationships with them and how deep these friendships are. As my mind has applied the red pill mentality to every situation it possibly could, it has conditioned itself against bullshit, and so it has with these chicks as well.
Chick #1; Indian girl; 6.. (used to be a 7 but age and curry caught up with her)
I met her on one of my projects at a company I used to work at and had kept in touch with her since then. Since we shared similar cultures and upbringing, it was easy to connect with her and talk to her. So I kept this “friendship” going. When I met her, I was still a “beta” and idolized women and the Indian culture.
Since the beginning, she and her “friends” would invite me to certain events, for example, a get together here for New Year’s eve or a gathering to watch a movie. A lot of times, I would not show up. As a man with a family that included kids, it was tough for me to prioritize friends given the excessive amount of hours I worked.
Over the years, she has been successful in her field and therefore makes decent money. Recently she invited me to her apartment for dinner through an email. The email mentioned a certain amount of options and costs. I honestly didn’t think much of it and didn’t pay close enough attention to the “cost” portion of the email. I agreed to go to the dinner (therefore agreeing to pay as well). For those without any background on the Indian culture, Indians are likely some of the most hospitable people you will meet. For the most part, if you ever go to an Indian person’s house, you will likely be treated with the best of food and hospitality. Not different from many cultures, but Indians as a culture pride themselves in treating their guests well, at least most of the ones I know.
The dinner was on a Thursday evening in the city (an hour drive). My parents showed up with my sister and nephew as a huge surprise. They live far away and don’t visit often; so I don’t see them as much as I’d like to. So I sent a text to her saying “sorry for the inconvenience but we can’t make it.”
Her: Please pay $xx; since you weren’t there the other guests had to cover for you guys. You can use the quickpay banking system and send the money to my email.
Me: Suck it up; I didn’t show up; you make $75k+ a year; besides this was dinner at your house.
Her: It wasn’t dinner; we had a chef and a theme; it was an event
Me: You mean there wasn’t any food served?
Her: But it’s not like that; and me and my friends make 6 figures (very relevant)
Me: You had your guests pay for food and also pay for guests that couldn’t make it?
Her: I didn’t have cash in the house
Me: Why didn’t you run to the ATM?
Her: It was late and my friends didn’t want me to
Me: I will pay because I agreed but I thought I should let you know that I don’t believe in charging people for food when they come to my house.
Her: To be honest, I don’t even want your money but my friends will want to see proof that you paid me before taking the money from me. That’s the only reason you should send the money.
Me: I agreed to send the money, so I will. However, we do not share the same values. So feel free to leave me off of any future invitations.
Her: But I need to explain to you why. My friends have always covered for you when you didn’t show up.
Me: I had reasons not to. Good bye.
Her: But I need to tell you this.
Me: Good bye.
Her: Blah blah
Unfortunately, I started the call out process a bit late. I should have just said no to the original invite, but since I kept it going, I saw a bit more of what she is truly capable of. So I take it as a better lesson learned.
Chick #2; Southern white girl; a 6.. (used to be a solid 8 and maybe even an 8.5 but a really bad migraine condition and the resulting medications caught up to her and she has hit the wall early)
I have known her for 10 years. When I met her, she was very attractive. I was a beta schmuck but she liked my innocence and nervousness. So she befriended me. When I was back down South last year, I pretty much went in for the make out. She and I then had a short affair on the phone (stupid idea).
One fine day, I get a text.
Her: I just had a killer call me and left me a message; I need you.
Me: What?
Her: Blah blah (apparently some guy raped her in the past and is calling her again after 5 years)
Me: (Thinking what the fuck is going on)
Next day..
Me: I can’t do this anymore
Her: blah blah blah I need you blah
Me: I just need some space given my job and other things going on (I was pretty positive something was amiss; that was the real reason).
I didn’t talk to her at all for a few months. She came to my town for treatment of her condition. They have the best treatment facilities for her condition. When she was here, I visited and hung out with her but kept the distance. They kept doing tests on her and figuring out a plan. The condition does not have a heavy history of treatment as it’s fairly new.
Another fine day..
Her: I left the facility and went back home. The doctor forgot to do xx and yy.
Me: Wait, did they hurt you?
Her: No but he should have read the manual ..
Me: People make mistakes; did his mistake cause you any harm?
Her: These people are worthless.
Me: You are probably in what may possibly be the best facility for this and you decided to forego treatment because of minor issues?
Her: He could have killed me.
Me: I think you’re overreacting. You went through this for the last 5 years. Now you have the best care you can have. Given this, it almost seems like you enjoy the pain.
Her: I ENJOY THE PAIN? WHAT THE F*K DID YOU SAY? You’re the one that called it off between us and now you think you know how to RUN my life? You should apologize ASAP.
Me: Nah. I think you are not seeing the issue from every possible angle.
Her: Maybe you should unfriend me then.
Me: I want to give you my honest opinion out of genuine care.
Her: I don’t want it.
Me: Then we should maybe talk once things are cooled down.
Her: Hangs up.
Her facebook reflects her rants; for example one wall post noted: “Anyone that says I’m alienating them need to shut the fuck up because I will beat you down to where you belong.” Real classy, but the classier part of it was the responses that ranged from “you go girl” to “let me know if you need backup” from both guys and girls. What’s new.
She has a boyfriend that she found recently that not only treats her really well but appears to worship her. Reason I know? I read some of his texts which were along the lines of “Hugs,” “Can’t wait to see you,” and of course the all important “I love you so much.” They started their relationship a few months ago but they have “known” each other since high school which was about 20+ years ago. I wonder what her restart text looked like.
I know she doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion; but when it’s agreeable she cares. Her family doesn’t want to give her honesty because they don’t want to lose the entire relationship. I feel like by being brutally open with her, I’m giving her something 95% or more people won’t give her: honesty and truth.
Even after taking the red pill a few years ago, I kept being friends with these girls. I entertained their phone calls and even got personal in a way I shouldn’t have with one of them. I thought I could keep the red pill and these friendships separate. However, as the days pass, this red pill mentality fuses itself to me mentally as well as physically, to the point that I have no tolerance for the drama and hamster spinning anymore, which brings me to the next point. The reason it took so long to cut them off is because the social programming and “blue pill” mindset have been so strongly fused to me that peeling it off piece by piece has been difficult. However, the frustration that results is more than compensated for by the dignity I gained for myself. I'd rather hang out with men who are rational and can take a fucking honest opinion without crying about it.
Would love to hear some stories of how you guys have called chicks out for dumb irrational actions especially if you had known them for a while maybe pre red pill.