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Blue Pill ExampleI lost my marriage, my career, and my kid (Part 2) (self.TheRedPill)

submitted by 2legion327

It has been requested of me by several folks that I write Part 2 of this story.

If you missed Part 1, please read this first. Otherwise, you'll be missing the context that makes this post make sense.

As you’ll recall from the original post, I had lost my marriage, my career in the Army, and custody of my son. After posting about this last week, I answered a lot of questions about this such as what my relationship with my son's mother is like now, what my relationship with my son is like now, etc. I won't go over any of that here as you can glean all that from the comments in Part 1.

What I will go into is my second marriage... because I was bad at learning lessons in those days. Enjoy.


I'd lost everything I cared about. All of it. My marriage, my career in the Army, and my son. I was feeling beaten. Beaten by her, beaten by the courts, beaten by the state of our society in general. Nevertheless, I was determined to “soldier on” despite having lost the ability to truly call myself a soldier anymore.

I had my own place since I was back on home soil in the US and was using the GI Bill to get an Associate's Degree in IT. I was seeing my son every other weekend and paying child support without fail. I also had a roommate. Let’s call him Frank.

Frank and I had been friends ever since we were stationed together in South Korea, even before I married my first wife. We would hop bars together and drink and talk about life and love and our aspirations. In fact, Frank even lived with me toward the end of my first marriage. He helped me get through what was easily the worst experience of my life. I didn't mention him in Part 1, but he was there when the divorce kicked off, helping me through it. I'd helped him get through some recent trouble in his own life (part of which ended with him being out of the Army now too) and his trouble had ended with him having nowhere to live. Hence why he was living with me. Frank was a damned good friend. A brother.

I began to miss female companionship while also having a bitter taste in my mouth for women in general based on my recent experiences. Therefore, I hopped on a hook-up website (in “the olden days” of the internet we found quick sex with hook-up websites, not this new-fangled Tinder you boys have) and within a week of surfing on one such site, I had met a young woman I was quickly infatuated with. Now gentlemen, I will tell you this: This woman was hot. I mean… just… whoa. Way out of what I perceived to be my “league” at that time. Yet, for whatever reason, she was interested. She was half-white and half-Chinese and she had effectively won the genetic lottery on both sides of her family. The perfect complexion and long, silky, dark hair that so many Chinese women are imbued with but with the DD tits and curvy hips and ass she’d inherited from her white mother. In short, she looked like every Anime fan’s wet dream. I myself was a good-looking lad. Well-built and lean from having been in the Army. But this woman was an absolute vision and she was interested in me. Many tingles were had by all.

So she flew out to visit me and we hit it off. We would have impressed a pair of rabbits. She was only going to be there for two weeks and we were determined to put that time to the best use we could. She was a freak too. Loved being tied up, choked, the whole bit. We fucked so damn always that after a week of her being there, I had some red markings on my manly bits and thought she’d given me something nasty. I nervously went to see the doc who told me that I’d simply rubbed it raw from fucking too damn much. This convinced us to take about 24 hours off before we couldn’t take it anymore and went right back to it.

After she had visited for 2 weeks, she had to head back home. She lived in another state and it was 12 hours away. We kept in touch after she got back and, within another 2 weeks, I had decided to spend what little money I had on a plane ticket to go visit her for 2 weeks this time. So I did and it was essentially a repeat of our first encounter with one exception. We had to be somewhat quieter with our rampant fuckfest because she was still living with her mother. Dad had died two years prior when she was 18 and had never really given her the attention she needed anyway. Mom attempted to compensate for this by letting her continue to live at home beyond high school and by showering her with whatever she wanted monetarily. Dad had owned a business that, upon his death, Mom sold and made an extremely lucrative profit from. Enough that she could retire on it and also easily support her daughter for as long as she wanted to stay. And why wouldn’t she want her daughter to stay home with her? She’d just lost her husband after all. So that’s how it had been for the two years prior to meeting her.

By the end of my 2 weeks visit with her, we were both “madly in love” as young people often are. On the night before I was to fly home, I proposed that she instead load everything of hers that she could into her car and that the two of us drive the 12 hours back to my home the next morning and that she come live with me so we could pursue a LTR. She agreed and the next morning we told Mom. Her mother was visibly distressed but ultimately told her that she could do as she liked. We piled her things into the car, said a tearful goodbye to her Mom and we were off, assured that our new passionate union would conquer all that lay before us.

When we got home, she met my roommate Frank and they seemed to like each other well enough. Frank couldn’t really protest at my bringing her to live with us since I was primarily paying the bills at that point so he simply shrugged his shoulders and life went onward with the three of us living together. We three grew close and it seemed that it was our weird little family unit against the world. However, it was not to last and Frank, who had ever been a wandering spirit and never stayed in one place long, eventually decided to move. We wished him well and then it was just the two of us.

After about a year, I popped the question and we got married. We went back to her Mom’s house and had the wedding in her backyard as neither of us were very religious. It was a hell of a party and, even to this day, is perhaps the most fun I’ve ever had in a single day with only a couple other days in my life being comparable. After it was all said and done, we went back home to live married life.

In these days, I was still in school full-time on the GI Bill. We weren’t starving but that was mostly because we were on food stamps. She worked as a hostess/server at a local Ruby Tuesday and often barely made the money it cost in gas to get her to work and back. In short, times were hard. They were harder still because, in addition to paying for our living expenses, I was also dutifully paying child support to my first wife for the maintenance of my son, who I still saw every other weekend. My new wife treated him well and, after some time, seemed to be forming a connection with him and he with her. While money was tight, we still had newly wedded bliss on our side.

However, as the months wore on and we began our second year of marriage, I noticed a change in her. Her patience was thinner and she began to mention wanting things we couldn’t possibly pay for. Nights out at restaurants, new clothes, and so on. The ever dutiful provider, I struggled to keep up with her mounting demands. After all the terror of my first marriage, I’d been given a second chance at love and at a good life with a far more beautiful woman than I could have hoped for. I wasn’t going to let a little thing like money mess that up, was I? So I made it work as best as I could. However, eventually her “needs” outstripped my ability to provide. I discovered that, despite the fact that my GI Bill provided me with a complete college education, my status as a student afforded me the ability to take out student loans. Eureka! A solution! I took out student loans to continue to provide her with what she desired.

After we’d passed our 2nd year of marriage, I had finished college and got a BIG break. I’d spoken to an old friend of mine from High School who was working in the IT department at an international law firm in Nearby Big City. I gave him my resume and he submitted it. I got a phone interview and royally screwed it up. I was so nervous that when the lady doing the phone interview asked me how long I’d been working with computers, I replied “Well, my Dad always jokes that I was born with my testicles hooked up to one.” Within approximately 1.5 seconds, it occurred to me that this was perhaps not an appropriate thing to say in an interview. After another 2 seconds of silence, this was confirmed because the lady interviewing me very flatly and evenly told me that it wasn’t an appropriate thing to say in an interview. I apologized profusely and explained that I was simply nervous. I finished the call and collapsed on the couch in a puddle of self-loathing goo.

By some miracle I still don’t fully understand, I got a call back asking me to come in for an in-person interview. I was determined not to screw this up again. I thankfully did not, actually did quite well, and got the job. The amount that this job paid was nearly double what I’d ever been paid to prior to that. I was elated. As you can imagine, so was my wife. The job came with one caveat though. I would have to work from 11PM – 7:30AM. While this would be difficult, I still accepted gladly.

Within a year, my wife had grown distant. The opposing schedules had driven a wedge between us. I’d also developed a habit of solving all of her marital complaints by throwing money at them since I now had money to spare. This would work temporarily until the next complaint came up. Bedroom was dead because one of us was always too tired depending upon what time of day it was when the other one made an attempt.

One evening, I’d been playing video games on the couch for quite a while and decided I should get up and do something nice for her. I got up and made a bowl of ice cream. I went back to our bedroom to bring it to her and, as I opened the door, she snapped her laptop closed… I slowly approached her and set the bowl on the night stand next to her. It was dead silent. She simply looked up at me blankly. “This is for you,” I said. Pause. “Thank you,” she said. Another pause. I turned and walked out of the room slowly and sat back on the couch, the cogs and gears in my mind beginning to engage and whir to life. I waited until she fell asleep.

A few minutes with her laptop told the tale. There were hundreds of nude photos I’d never seen before so they clearly weren’t taken for me. Internet history revealed recent activity on exactly the same hook-up site we had met on over two years ago. My mouth filled with cotton and my blood ran cold. The beating of my own heart was deafening while also simultaneously sounding far away. Time itself felt as though it had folded inward. Suddenly, everything snapped back into place and there was nothing but a white hot rage. I left the living room and went to our bedroom where she lay sleeping. The door to our bedroom exploded off of its hinges. The laptop screen disintegrated and the remainder of the bottom portion of the laptop was sticking out of the bedroom wall at an almost comical angle. Drawers flew out of the dresser and hit the opposite wall with a deafening crash. The two mirrors in the room became a kind of glass confetti that decorated the destruction and made it all twinkle by the light of the sole remaining lightbulb in the fixture overhead. In the middle of it all, she sat calmly in our bed and simply looked at me, placid as a cow. I roared. I raged. I destroyed everything I could get my hands on that wasn’t her. She only stared at me with those cool, dead eyes. I should have known at that moment that she had already checked out. That it was over. But, even then, I didn’t know.

When I could destroy nothing else in our bedroom, she walked out, got in her car, and drove away. So I destroyed the remainder of our apartment. Very little of our possessions survived. I blamed myself. What did I expect from a whore who needed so much male attention that she was on such a website when I met her in the first place? I blamed myself for being blind and I blamed her for being... who she was. Within a few days, she had moved in with our old friend Frank.

Frank assured me he was only giving her somewhere to stay and that they were staying in separate rooms. I told him he didn’t need to assure me. He was one of my oldest friends and we were brothers. He was my best friend. I thanked him for taking her in and told him that I planned to try to salvage the situation. I was glad he’d taken her in because it meant she was still local instead of going back to her mother’s place 12 hours away. It meant there was still a chance to save my marriage. He told me that if there was anything he could do to help, to just ask him.

Feeling that the situation was at least relatively stable for the moment, I took some time and went out of state for a few weeks to visit my parents and decompress from recent events. On my way back home, I called Frank and asked how thing were with my wife. He was quiet for a moment. “Bro... umm… we need to talk.” We didn’t need to talk. He didn’t need to say it. I already knew. I stopped my car on the side of the highway. In front of God, nature, some confused birds, and several hundred passing motorists, I beat my chest and cursed the sky and wept. I’d already known that my wife was no good. If there were any tears to shed for her or our marriage, I had already shed them in the months prior.

No, I wept at the betrayal. I’d known Frank for years. He was my best friend. He’d helped me get through my first divorce, the most traumatic event of my life up to that point. We’d served our country together and shared military rations and memories beyond counting. Yet all of that was undone by only as little as a wink and a nod from my wife.

The story of my life continues on from this point of course, but I’m going to stop here because that’s all you really need to know -- As DailyManliness pointed out before, "When people ask why we need TRP. This is why." This is what being Blue Pill will get you. Young men often carry with them the arrogance and hubris that is so often inherent of youth. If you’re a young man reading this, please set aside your ego and your pride and know that when you think “it couldn’t happen to me,” that I once said the same, my friend.

I once said the same.

Twice.

TL;DR - Didn't learn a damned thing from my first marriage. Had to blow up my life all over again to figure anything out. Don't be like me.


[–]MEpicLevelCheater[M] [score hidden] stickied comment (1 child)

You have done this community a great service by sharing your stories. They serve as a stark warning of what can happen to a man when he surrenders his power to the state.

We recognize these stories are deeply personal, and appreciate that you have chosen to share them for the benefit of others.

I am pointing you for your contributions.

[–]1KyfhoMyoba 99 points100 points  (3 children)

Ever heard the expression, 'I'd trust him with my life, but not my money or my wife?"

[–]NietzscheExplosion 15 points16 points  (0 children)

"You must learn its riddle, Conan. You must learn its discipline. For no one - no one in this world can you trust. Not men, not women, not beasts. points to sword....This you can trust"
-Conan's dad

[–]Forcetobereckonedwit 10 points11 points  (0 children)

Exactly. It hurts but it's what humans do. Should? No. Do? Yep.

[–]240mikex 200 points201 points  (54 children)

Fuck man that was hard to read. Your fucking brother in arms. Out of everyone in the world.

There's no words to describe that type of betrayal.

[–]1Ronin11A 49 points50 points  (5 children)

One of my closest college friends fucked my ex-girlfriend right before I was going to propose.

On the one hand, he did me a favor.

On the other, I have not spoken to him since.

EDIT: Formatting for effect, and further details.

I was visiting my college for an alumni weekend after graduating. I was getting ready to leave Fort Benning and move to Germany to join my unit and prepare for Afghanistan. During the alumni weekend, I was planning on asking her father for permission to marry her, since she was from that city and I was old-school and cared about stupid shit like that. Obviously, I hadn't told her that was my plan.

A whole gang of us went out for dinner and drinks (12-16 people). Around 1030, my ex tells me she's going to bail and go home to her parents house; says her mom wasn't feeling well, and she didn't feel like partying. Long story short, she didn't go home, but instead went to the hotel that a bunch of the guys were staying at. I know this because I saw her car (I knew her license plate) parked there the next morning when I met another friend of mine for breakfast. Never had I felt so much rage.

She was supposed to give me a lift to airport the next morning; I told her not to bother, that my buddy would instead. Obviously, she knew something was up and drives to figure out why I suddenly want nothing to do with her. We take a short walk, I call her on her bullshit, she admits she didn't go home and decided to go out after all, but claims nothing happened (trickle truth). Also, can't give a good reason why, after "changing" her mind, she didn't call her boyfriend to let him know and meet up with him. Either way, it was enough for me, and I walked.

Later found out that she had been screwing two other guys from my fraternity around this time, one of them being a close friend of three years. Ironically enough, I found this from former close friend's ex, who I banged for 36 hours a few years later during a weekend fling. Apparently, they're back together now.

[–]2awalt_cupcake 7 points8 points  (1 child)

My "best friend" fucked my ex. Then he threw me under when he had a chance to improve his social standing after everything I've been through with the guy and did for him. WTF is up with "best friends"?? Theyre just like women.

[–][deleted] 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Because any guy who would do that are jealous little bitches like women. They covet another guys girl then hang around like a snake in the grass. Any "best friend" who would fuck a buddie's girl is a traitor and is acting in a weak, sneaky and feminine manner.

[–]TryDoingSomethingNew 0 points1 point  (1 child)

I don't know how you didn't end up breaking one or both of his legs after that. That must have been extremely hard, not giving him payback.

[–]1Ronin11A 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Eh, I realized he wasn't worth it. Also, see my edit, as I ended up banging out his on/off girlfriend not too long later.

[–]darkrood 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Did you catch them in the act ?

[–][deleted] 21 points22 points  (0 children)

He's not alone in that either. It's the primary reason I'm separating from the military myself. Had a "best friend" I was stationed with betray me the exact same way. Military bases are cesspools of hypergamy. I've actually witnessed enlisted females going from unit to unit fucking their way up the chain of command. They talk so much about "professionalism" but it's just a giant front for publicity.

[–]2legion327[S] 65 points66 points  (33 children)

I've never really tried to describe it before and have certainly never written this down until now. This is my first attempt, but I think you're right. There aren't really words.

[–][deleted] 49 points50 points  (17 children)

I always felt that the betrayal of a best guy friend is far worse than being betrayed by any woman. How have you ever been able to trust anyone since this happened? Well, I know that you probably can't, and that's the lesson. Don't trust anyone.

[–]2legion327[S] 35 points36 points  (16 children)

Frankly, I don't. After that, it's hard to truly believe in anyone other than myself. Hell, it took a while before I was able to trust myself either.

[–]FiveLions 35 points36 points  (14 children)

Im sitting here thinking about my best friend doing this to me, and i cant fathom. My god man.

She'll do the same to him.

[–]2legion327[S] 60 points61 points  (9 children)

In fact, you're correct. She later did.

[–]therhymerr 55 points56 points  (3 children)

PART 3 DEAR GOD GIVE US PART 3

[–][deleted] 19 points20 points  (0 children)

DEAR GOD ANSWER OUR PRAYERS PART 3333333333333

THAT WAS FUCKING RIVETING I NEED PART 3- FUCK GAME OF THONES, THIS SHIT IS WAYYYYYYYYY BETTER

[–]Endorsed ContributorClint_Redwood 9 points10 points  (2 children)

Cheating is an addiction. BP like to church it up and blame it on some other bullshit reason but as someone who's knowingly slept with taking chicks, it's a different kind of sex that you easily get addicted too. If you don't stop the behavior immediately you will most definitely get addicted to it. And once your an addict you are forever fucked. She won't stop till the day she dies probably.

[–]2ChainZinMedSchool 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I feel you bro. I hate being that guy.

[–]Specter242 3 points4 points  (0 children)

She later did

OP be showing us the trailer for part 3 LOOOOL

[–][deleted] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Part 3, I beg of you. Didn't comment on the original post but read both when they came out. Love your writing style, and this tragic story.

Also you said in the original post that you're happily married now? Part 4? Please and thank you.

[–]Moldy_Gecko 7 points8 points  (0 children)

My childhood friend did this to me around the end of my first marriage.

[–][deleted]  (1 child)

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    [–]Rawrination 2 points3 points  (0 children)

    Sounds like a good nuf reason to not sign that contract till death do us part.

    [–][deleted] 73 points74 points  (14 children)

    You have writing talent. Are you aware of this?

    [–]2legion327[S] 35 points36 points  (8 children)

    shrug

    It's not something I've done much of until just recently.

    [–]db0255 40 points41 points  (7 children)

    You definitely do. I think it's because it's such a personal and emotional story to you. But nonetheless the writing was great. I usually roll my eyes and don't read story posts on here, but I was gripped and it was pretty...harrowing.

    [–]2legion327[S] 16 points17 points  (6 children)

    Wow. Well thank you for saying so!

    [–]shpuzster 10 points11 points  (1 child)

    I completely agree with db0255. Both part one and part two has had me totally invested, which rarely happens when I read personal stories. Very good work. I'm assuming this was also a number of years ago? Hate to hear about the betrayal, I am unfortunately familiar with that feeling, couldn't imagine it being my wife tho. Weak men don't seem to have a backbone when it it comes to things like this, they just get it where ever they can and whenever they can. Regardless of who they are fucking over.

    [–]_eskimo_brothers_ 6 points7 points  (0 children)

    I don't think as a man I've been moved by something on trp in a very long time... That just changed. I agree with others are saying legion. You literally may have saved some lives by sharing your story. I hope that resonates clearly, like my favorite movie "The Shawshank Redemption" states... You crawled through a river of shit and came out clean on the other side. (Morgan Freeman as "RED" how fitting? talking about Tim Robbins as "Andy Dufresne")

    Thank you for posting.

    [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 6 points7 points  (0 children)

    It's true. Start writing books.

    [–]2Occams_Shiv 8 points9 points  (1 child)

    The two mirrors in the room became a kind of glass confetti that decorated the destruction and made it all twinkle by the light of the sole remaining lightbulb in the fixture overhead.

    “Bro... umm… we need to talk.” We didn’t need to talk. He didn’t need to say it. I already knew.

    This is pro level writing. Honestly, these stories are so good I suspect you might be a creative writing student or bored professional writer having us all on.

    If not consider becoming one, and thank you for writing them either way.

    [–]2legion327[S] 10 points11 points  (0 children)

    Pro level might be stretching it a bit but thank you. Honestly, I just read a lot. I always have from a young age. I've always felt that mastery of language is more likely to improve your opportunities in life than anything else. (Sounding smart is often more important than being smart in the corporate world.) The best way to master language is to read works by those who are already masters of language. Reading is lifting for your mind and is just as important as taking care of your body. I lift M, W, F. Read on TU,TH, and on weekends as time permits.

    [–]db0255 1 point2 points  (0 children)

    You're welcome. This is one of those things where if you practice, study, and genuinely put time into it, you'd probably get a good deal back on your investment. Being a writer that is.

    Writers are writers. Some people like their particular writers, and some like other writers. But I will say that there are some writers who when you are reading them, it's a breeze. Like...a joy to read.

    An example, for me, that comes to mind is Steven Strogatz. I could read his books for days, but he only has a few.

    [–][deleted] 2 points3 points  (3 children)

    I was thinking the same thing. It's well written to the point I'm wondering "Is this true? Or just some author here for shits and giggles?"

    [–]2legion327[S] 3 points4 points  (2 children)

    My initial reaction to your comment is "Trust me. I'd love it if none of this was true." However, if that were the case, I wouldn't be the man I am now. I've since resolved not to live a life of regrets. If this is what it took to get me where I am now, then I'm glad of it.

    [–]mrbluesdude 2 points3 points  (1 child)

    I really relate to and sympathize with you from these threads man.. My LTR of 6 years broke up me and got with a close friend of ours literally the next day (I'm sure they were hooking up beforehand) a few years ago. Nothing compares to that feeling of betrayal, I made the same resolution to regret nothing and I often tell myself that if it never happened, I'd still be living in a depressed BP nightmare. Thanks for sharing, and by the way I agree with everyone about your writing skills, you should consider getting into it more seriously.

    [–]MrRaspberryJamz 7 points8 points  (0 children)

    Goes to show you how truly alone you are in this world.

    This is one of the most bitter parts of the pill to swallow.

    [–]KumonRoguing 14 points15 points  (9 children)

    Women can even turn brothers against one another. It's sick.

    [–]squidracer 7 points8 points  (0 children)

    Hell, years ago we had a riding group of about 15 bikers.. Only took one girl to break the entire group completely. There were a few small groups of three, but that was it

    [–][deleted]  (3 children)

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      [–][deleted] 4 points5 points  (2 children)

      Throughout my life all the great friendships I have had with other men have been destroyed by a girl. I'm still responsible for what happened of course, but if you take her out of the picture I guarantee we would have been friends for life.

      [–]KumonRoguing 1 point2 points  (1 child)

      I had a friend from the time I was in 6th grade. We were homes, played sports together, partied together, everything. He started dating a girl who said he couldn't hang with me no more and he listened. After 6 months of not talking me and his girl fucked at a party. These hoes ain't loyal.

      [–]Moldy_Gecko 2 points3 points  (0 children)

      It's a lot more common than you'd think.

      [–]Endorsed ContributorThotwrecker 29 points30 points  (12 children)

      There are two types of male friends.

      Beta male friends will be loyal and will make sacrifices for you, but their lack of pussy makes them weak; they will always prioritize pussy over you because they cannot get it elsewhere. They'll dig through your trash before they go to the club and pull a chick.

      Alpha male friends are generally have enough abundance that they don't feel upset if any individual friendship is ended. They will be less likely to ruin a friendship over a hoe because are not in this constant state of being "pussy-broke" and desperate - BUT they simultaneously do not believe they should not get what they want because of friendship.

      Which means the rare breed of friend who won't fuck your bitch if she tries to branch swing is basically a very, very rare hybrid of alpha and beta traits. And if your bitch is 8.5+, it's virtually a zero % chance because let's face it, most men are weak - and strong men don't really give a fuck.

      This means you have to trust your friends, but not in the BP definition of "trust". Trust them to value and follow your friendship's best interests AFTER they follow their own best interests. It's kind of like trusting a "good woman" to be AWALT while simultaneously better than low RMV women.

      [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 7 points8 points  (5 children)

      My comments above were trying to say what you just did so eloquently. You can hate on the friend all you want but that shit will happen. I've been on both ends of that conundrum and it is invariably the bitch who starts it. I have never gone after my buddy's girl, but I have succumbed to her advances. I'm not saying that the "friend" shouldn't keep his dick in his pants but if your gal is hot and sexy and drunk and hittin' on him...and you are away or whatever...it's goin' down. Keep them at arm's length.

      [–]One_friendship_plz 8 points9 points  (2 children)

      Fucking her is one thing.
      Fucking her and acting like you didn't is bullshit though. Fuck the guys who do that if it was done to your best friend.

      I already told an alpha friend of mine "If you could fuck my girl then PLEASE do it and tell me."

      It's just mindless to deceive a bro, for what? You have the balls to fuck your best friends girl, but you don't have the balls to tell him?
      Tell me right away, don't wait for guilt to catch up to you 2 years into cheating or some other stupid shit.

      [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 3 points4 points  (0 children)

      Perfectly put. If my studly buddy says "Oh I would never..blah, blah" I tell him "No dude, you don't get it. Go ahead and get some, she's hot, but you better let me know every step of the way. Maybe even tell me when she's coming over and I'll show up and we'll tag team her. " Then the gig is up and I don't have to listen to her lie and hamster before I next her.

      [–]1james-watson 2 points3 points  (1 child)

      And so the gleaming civilization descends to mud huts.

      [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 2 points3 points  (0 children)

      It never ascended in the first place. The mud huts are right there, under and around the gleaming civilization. Humans are no different than they were 1000 years ago. We only have more gadgets, better medicine, and more free time.

      [–][deleted]  (1 child)

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        [–][deleted] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

        Trust them to value and follow your friendship's best interests AFTER they follow their own best interests. It's kind of like trusting a "good woman" to be AWALT while simultaneously better than low RMV women.

        Your shit is always on point bro. The Female Hustle was one of the best posts I've read on here. Put everything in perspective for me. Thank you.

        [–][deleted] 26 points27 points  (3 children)

        Jesus fucking christ you have some stories

        [–]2legion327[S] 105 points106 points  (0 children)

        Whatever you do, don't think I'm special. This happens to some guy somewhere every fucking day.

        [–]2awalt_cupcake 5 points6 points  (1 child)

        terrible stories for parties

        [–]iamz3ro 26 points27 points  (4 children)

        I'm glad (for myself) that I already knew she slept with frank as soon as I read "Frank assured me he was only giving her somewhere to stay".

        The only person you can trust 100% is yourself.

        [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 11 points12 points  (0 children)

        I knew as soon as you said she moved in with the two of you. That's what humans do. You can rage and blame and downvote all you want (I'm speaking metaphorically, not to you specifically) but look around. These stories are EVERYWHERE.

        [–]squidracer 5 points6 points  (1 child)

        Exactly. A true brother wouldn't have given the bitch a place to stay at all

        [–][deleted] 50 points51 points  (3 children)

        If I could, I'd fucking hug the shit out of you, man. No homo. No fucking homo, but I would.

        Saw your original post from a different Reddit account, saw your repost here.

        Tell me you don't pay alimony to the second wife.

        EDIT: Shit. Mark Manson says admit vulnerability. This brought a literal tear to my eye. I don't know how you've done it. I seriously don't.

        [–]2legion327[S] 55 points56 points  (1 child)

        Thank you. Fortunately, no I don't. We were only together for just shy of 3 years. Judge didn't feel alimony was necessary. Small blessing.

        [–]raheel1075 1 point2 points  (0 children)

        You still have your son and your job. Hold onto those. Don't let them win.

        [–][deleted] 67 points68 points  (32 children)

        Wow. Frank is a piece of fucking shit. Never get married ever again, no matter what.

        [–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev 26 points27 points  (28 children)

        Yeah, pretty much, although I also see the point of view that if you're buddy's girl is DTF, you should do it, because really, you don't want your boy laying up with some ho'. That works better pre-marriage, of course. Not saying I would do it, just saying I see that point of view.

        [–][deleted] 17 points18 points  (5 children)

        I think it would have been better if Frank didn't sleep with her at all. The thing is, OP should have been done after he found nudes she was sending the other guys. Not just that, but the fact their are plenty of other women in the world for Frank to bust his but on, it's sleazy he chose his buddy's wife. Damn, even before going on TRP, marraige was never something I was into, despite society touting it, but this just confirms me not wanting marraige.

        [–]nicholvallas 30 points31 points  (2 children)

        It wasn't his buddy's girlfriend... It was his best friend's wife.

        [–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev 17 points18 points  (0 children)

        That is an important distinction.

        [–]LoveYourSelfish 5 points6 points  (1 child)

        These comments are emotional carnage, I get that.

        Just a quick one though, if you have abundance mentality, you can get a fuck from (relatively) anywhere. Thus:

        It would be 1) WAY more fun and 2) Absolutely necessary for your bro-mancing to get her naked, boot her out the house, and proceed to take a photo / video call the broken man and let him know what you've just done.

        Just my two cents, back to scrolling through these teary-eyed thread.

        [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 10 points11 points  (10 children)

        I always assume that if my chick is around my best buddy long enough, there's going to be moments where both of them will want to jump each other. It's just human nature. I have had a good friend fuck my girlfriend. I was pissed as hell for a while but he's still my friend and the ho is long gone. The ol' "Bros before Hos" saying is backwards, if you ask me. To me it means don't let anything that chicks do, ruin your friendship with your "bro"...including sex. Chicks will fuck your friends because they're fun, hot, to mess with you, because they're the same but different than you, etc etc. Your friend will bang your chick because pussy. Kick her to the curb, but keep your friend...and bang his bitch as soon as he finds one hot enough to be worth the fallout..lol I know I'll get a bunch of downvotes from this but I couldn't care less. I live my life, y'all live yours. Just don't ever assume your chick and your buddy would never fuck, 'cuz put in the right circumstances, they will.

        [–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev 16 points17 points  (3 children)

        AFAIAC, my buddy's wives and ex-wives are off-limits, for the Rest of Forever. It's just shitty Karma. Ex-plates, ex-gfs, etc., are in a different category, but part of that was spending my teenage years in a small town where you couldn't avoid becoming Eskimo brothers with guys you knew, unless you wanted to not ever get any tail.

        [–]2legion327[S] 2 points3 points  (1 child)

        Agreed. I also spent my teen years in a small town and it truly was completely unavoidable. This was particularly true when considering that teens have their hormones jacked up to 11 so any sense of loyalty often goes out the window when the scarlet haze of lust sets in like a morning fog.

        [–]2awalt_cupcake 6 points7 points  (0 children)

        teens have their hormones jacked up to 11 so any sense of loyalty often goes out the window

        This is an excuse. I get hyper horny. Had one year I fucked every day and could keep going. I've never cheated. It's called discipline and will power. People just use the hormones excuse just like they use "I was drunk" or 'it just happened".

        [–]KartagoPill 6 points7 points  (1 child)

        I had a situation when friend fucked my chick. I no longer know them.

        [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 1 point2 points  (0 children)

        Hopefully he didn't sneak around and lie to you. That's rough. Bet you don't know the chick anymore either. Too bad you lost a buddy over a chick. Sorry to hear that. I stay away from friend's women these days. I have too many others spinning.

        [–][deleted] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

        And that's why you leave the HO at home. Women should play their part and chill with the kids and woman folk. There is no reason a taken woman should be in conversation of any considerable length that doesn't have a clear purpose. There should be no fraternizing with the homies.

        [–]SmilingWatermelon 2 points3 points  (8 children)

        You would totally do it. Im okay with this though, if my girl is a hoe I need to know; and who better to tell me than a friend

        [–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev 12 points13 points  (5 children)

        I've walked away from it before, for reasons dealing with not wanting to get involved in someone else's civil war.

        [–]RPmatrix 1 point2 points  (4 children)

        I've walked away from it before, for reasons dealing with not wanting to get involved in someone else's civil war.

        I walked away too, but I still ended up in the civil war!

        [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 1 point2 points  (0 children)

        I'm with you, but I suspect we will get a lot of shit for it. Whatever. You don't own the pussy...they do.

        [–]bryanwmac 47 points48 points  (28 children)

        My first comment ever on Reddit... you've legit changed my life bro. I've swallowed the blue pill and I am sick to my stomach. I've been lurking TRP for awhile now and fuck... nothing got me like this.

        [–]2legion327[S] 48 points49 points  (27 children)

        I know what it's like. You feel like you just woke up and wonder how you've been asleep for so long. Keep reading and start lifting if you aren't already. I overlooked the lifting component of TRP for a long time. I can't overstate its importance.

        [–]bryanwmac 17 points18 points  (22 children)

        Thanks man, I could almost feel that gut wrenching feeling you must of had. I'm 19 and I have always been a nice guy. I'm in a frat but I've always stayed a "gentleman".... I though it gave me a competitive advantage. My dad just got injured and is now paralyzed from the waste down and he is still in intensive care. During this time, while worrying about my dad possibly dying, my girlfriend broke up with me because she lost her attraction towards me. After reading your post I'm fucking furious. Can you trust women ever again? Do you think you could ever be that vulnerable to a chick again?

        [–]2legion327[S] 25 points26 points  (6 children)

        Being a gentleman is the problem, my young friend. Not the solution. I'm sorry about your father. That's a hard thing for a son to see. I've found, quite often, that women don't have the stomach to stick with a man through a hard time such as that. Particularly younger women who've never had to deal with anything difficult in their lives yet and simply don't know how.

        To answer your question, I don't fully trust anyone. And I won't be that vulnerable again. But that's not to say I don't take any risks anymore. I've simply significantly improved my ability to calculate them.

        [–]Shanguerrilla 6 points7 points  (1 child)

        I know you are likely my age or older, you seem better put together than I am at the moment, but I've learned a lot since I was a teen like the guy you responded to (by failing and losing a lot and moving forward at my best to learn). What I realize now is back then though I definitely thought I was "significantly improving my ability to calculate" the risks I was taking. I believe that you probably have, but now twice my teenage years of experience I strongly doubt my ability to calculate the risks I take... It isn't a doubt in myself, it parallels some form of confidence and greater knowing. I actually think that's 'the thing' that offers any chance of calculating them better in the end, but man I've still got so much shit to work on and improve.

        I'm kind of rambling, going through a pretty tough time myself right now. I feel so disillusioned, but not in the bubble-pop of 'oh this is how the world really works,' more that I feel hopeful in a way anyway. I've been fighting and I'm going to continue, forever, for a life and to be a person I value higher and appreciate more, but I know there is no end. There is no light on the other side, there isn't any period of peace or 'arriving'. I just want to get my son and I through some problems without solutions and keep moving forward as if there is a 'better place' or land of milk and honey, even though I know there isn't. To me the 'reward' is moving forward at all and surviving, being healthy, and genuinely accepting / valuing yourself (accurately and appreciatively)- doing whatever work or struggle it takes to get there. To teach him that too.

        All I really wanted to say is I remember thinking at 19 I was significantly improving my ability to calculate these risks I take, at near twice that I know for sure I haven't- but that's kind of the way I have.

        [–]2legion327[S] 5 points6 points  (0 children)

        As long as you're moving forward and growing, you're on the right path. The pace at which that happens is set by you and you're the only person you're accountable to for that. I wish you and your son well, my friend.

        [–][deleted] 3 points4 points  (1 child)

        I've found, quite often, that women don't have the stomach to stick with a man through a hard time such as that. Particularly younger women who've never had to deal with anything difficult in their lives yet and simply don't know how.

        I think this is true, and I also am not bothered by it - not anymore, anyway. Since I value loyalty to one's friends, and bluepill me thought your woman was also your 'closest friend' it used to piss me off, but I no longer see women as valuable friends. They are there to make life interesting, to provide a pleasant diversion, to be fun, to fulfill the need for sex, that is all. Expecting them to be loyal through hard times is expecting them to be men.

        As IllimitableMen wrote some while back, hardship is a masculizing influence - for both men and women. It makes men tougher, and more masculine. It makes women tougher, and less feminine. I don't really enjoy spending time with a time-hardened bitch, I enjoy the innocent playfullness of women. Which is why I don't feel so bothered now when they bail out to avoid difficulties.

        [–]bryanwmac 3 points4 points  (1 child)

        Thanks for the responses. I still feel far very away from the alpha switch. I've gotten back into Martial Arts/Fitness and I have a pretty great job in finance this summer. I guess I just have to focus on myself for now. Thanks again.

        [–]2legion327[S] 7 points8 points  (0 children)

        Investing in yourself is the only investment that has 100% guaranteed returns. Good luck with your father.

        [–][deleted] 7 points8 points  (4 children)

        Lost her attraction because you were grieving over your father being in intensive care? Jeez, some women are heartless

        [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 6 points7 points  (1 child)

        Can you trust women ever again? Do you think you could ever be that vulnerable to a chick again?

        Yes, you can, and I do, but there's a twist. I trust women to eventually cheat, to be immoral, to be human and fuck up, and to be a lot of work to stay on top of. I'm not disappointed. Vulnerable? Sure, why not? As long as you recognize what's coming, go ahead and let yourself feel deeply. You can only be as happy as you can be sad. Just keep it real and keep frame.

        [–]Rawrination 1 point2 points  (0 children)

        Huge sympathies to you and your dad. I thank god every day I wasn't paralyzed in the accident I was in, even if it left me walking with a cane. Your dad will probably need you, and his other guy friends to help through the adjustment period. There can be hope though. Long term there are all kinds of medical techniques and things being invented to make the paralyzed walk again!

        Being a Hollywood Gentleman is the very definition of blue pill. I was there until the car wreck made me go fuck it I want to learn to live while I'm alive. What most decent women seem to want is a Good Man, and a Bad Boy, but Never a Nice Guy.

        [–]horoblast 2 points3 points  (3 children)

        You feel like you're crazy and suddenly woken up from the Matrix? Yup. And next you try to help other people, try to unplug/red pill them, but they won't listen, call you crazy or other names. And it hurts twofold, one they can't see the reality, two they actualy resist if you try to help them and inform them.

        [–]2legion327[S] 0 points1 point  (2 children)

        I can only speak the truth. What anyone does with it is their own business. Not my responsibility.

        [–]horoblast 0 points1 point  (0 children)

        Sure, but it can still affect you or your surroundings, responsibility or not.

        [–]Senior EndorsedMattyAnon 29 points30 points  (2 children)

        TL;DR:

        Do Not Marry

        Hope you're not paying alimony to this one too :

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          [–]Beegsi_ 15 points16 points  (1 child)

          Never Marry Again! Teach your son the life lessons you had.

          [–][deleted] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

          I really hope he's not going to fucking do it again.

          [–][deleted] 27 points28 points  (3 children)

          Army vet here. Was at fort drum. Ex wife fucked half a battery. I was forced to pay her 750 a month in spousal support for over a year, mom died two months before my discharge.

          :)

          It's been a year, I hate women and I'm trying to finish college. I have a misdemeanor record now. You did better than me.

          50% medically disabled and have a decent girlfriend now. 24 years old.

          [–]djrobme 7 points8 points  (0 children)

          we call them barracks bunnies. Most are easy and want the d. Sometimes I will see one with a tan line and will call that shit out in a heart beat.

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            [–][deleted] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

            I only have arthritis lol. But yes I'll channel my hatred into wisdom

            [–]lost_lurker 9 points10 points  (13 children)

            I fucking feel for you bro. I'm in the navy and wife cheated on me with one of my friends. I was such a cuck that I still wanted to work it out. Getting a divorce now. Not as bad as what happened to you but my friend betraying me was just as bad as my wife. Dudes are so thirsty they will fuck over their bros... I could never fuck over a bro.

            [–][deleted] 6 points7 points  (6 children)

            I really never understood sleeping with your friend's wife or girlfriend. I mean there are so many other women out their to pursue. Heck, I would rather pay for it and be a good friend, than fuck a friend of mine's girlfriend or wife.

            [–]lost_lurker 6 points7 points  (1 child)

            It's because dudes are that thirsty. Personally I would never fuck a friends wife. If hell exists I hope there is special place for those fuckers.

            [–][deleted] 4 points5 points  (0 children)

            Believe me. I am a pretty fucking thirsty dude at time who has had some pretty long sex droughts (6 months), even though I consider myself a decent looking dude and all, but even then, I never considered trying to fuck a friend's girlfriend or wife. I would rather drop my standards a lot or pay for it to get out of a drought.

            [–]PM_me_your_fistbump 5 points6 points  (1 child)

            Because it would be EASY. Pre selection, comfort, rapport, all already in place.

            [–]squidracer 5 points6 points  (0 children)

            The woman most likely makes the move.. Probably just to piss of her husband because she is mad at him

            [–]Rawrination 2 points3 points  (0 children)

            "so many other women out their to pursue." In all of these situation I've seen. The guy isn't doing any pursuing at all, and is in fact Being pursued. It takes a high level of self control and valuing the bro friendship to resist.

            [–]RP_Vergil 8 points9 points  (0 children)

            It's funny isn't it, that even the best pal you've ever had that went through shit with you, was there with you at ypur lowest can do the same to you.

            I'm not saying that Humans will inevitably betray one another, but not everyone play by the same rules as you. It's a reality out there where people assume you're supposed to play by their rules when none bothers to know what's yours. And it suck most when it's the person whom you lean in for support during your time of need.

            Thanks for sharing your story. Many would benefit from this real life cases where it's not just AWALT.

            [–]blue_atlantic_ocean 9 points10 points  (0 children)

            I'm so fucking glad I found TRP while I'm only 18. Reading stories like this only gives me more of a reason never to get married.

            Sorry for all the shit you've been through, but your struggles weren't for nothing. You've shared some deep shit that has seriously helped me and many others. Thank you.

            [–]DoesNotMatterAnymore 7 points8 points  (1 child)

            Mom attempted to compensate for this by letting her continue to live at home beyond high school and by showering her with whatever she wanted monetarily.

            A girl (who i orbited at that time) once told me when we were discussing dating in general:

            Money doesn't matter to me.

            Obviously, she was feeding some BP thinking, but most importantly, she was well off (by her parents), designer bags, never wore the same dress twice, etc.

            To her, money doesn't mattered, because she ALWAYS had money on her bank account. She just didn't had the concept what is means to be broke. I don't want to lecture anyone, i don't know it neither, and i'm glad for that.

            My point is, OP's wife lived a life, without any financial struggle (i guess), so she had no idea what it really means. With OP, she experienced that, and there is no love and happiness on the world that can overcome that. Especially for a hot woman, who: "Knows that she deserves better" tm.

            Few days ago, i was thinking about, what can control women's hypergamous behavior the best? The first - and probably the correct - answer is, nothing, but what about socialism, or more over communism? Everyone had the same car (which you waited YEARS to buy), if you lived in the "city", you probably lived in the same type of apartment complex. Most of the population was poor, and socialism really hated the Kulaks (simply put, everyone who was rich). So women didn't had any truly better option that her husband.

            On Frank, i smiled a bit. Not on OP, or on the whole situation, but on we expect men to be LOYAL IN ANY SITUATION. Don't get me wrong, i have no intention to dismiss his blood boiling move, but sexual strategy is amoral. Can i say that i will 100% loyal in any situation to my best friends? Can any of you say that, and hold it? Yes, you can say it, but actually doing it is something else.

            [–]2Overkillengine 6 points7 points  (0 children)

            This is what I mean when I say everyone has their price.

            Fucking everyone. No exceptions. No special snowflakes. The only difference is how hard or easy it is to meet.

            OP found Frank's price the hard way.

            [–]Sdom1 6 points7 points  (2 children)

            Your biggest mistake was shacking up with women who have daddy issues. The first claims she was raped by her dad, while the other one didn't even care her dad was dead as they were never close. That's a lesson I learned the hard way - daddy issues = RUN THE FUCK AWAY.

            Question: doesn't fucking another serviceman's wife basically mean your career in the military is over? Or is that just for officers?

            [–]Endorsed Contributorbalalasaurus 4 points5 points  (1 child)

            Girls with daddy issues are fun to fuck. Never try to raise them to more than just plates though.

            [–]Florinator 7 points8 points  (0 children)

            Dude, I think you really have a gift for writing.

            [–]razorazo 12 points13 points  (0 children)

            set aside your ego and your pride and know that when you think “it couldn’t happen to me, that I once said the same, my friend” <

            this! fucking this!!

            i saw the red flags in the beginning of my failed relationship, i knew she had a history of cheating, i knew she had emotional baggage.

            i knew the basic stuff, i had read about it on PUA forums and in books (Doc Love, David Deangelo). I had the basic knowledge, but i was confident that "it won't happen to me". Set aside your ego and trust your gut feeling (especially when it something feels very wrong) and your judgement. kill the hamster...

            soon after that i became comfortable and the rest is an all too familiar story...shit, why didn't i dump her ass when i first thought about it...

            [–]Enviromente 4 points5 points  (0 children)

            Damn man... Thank you for sharing. I've learned alot from you already... But u know we're gonna need a third update right!?

            [–]ingenjor 6 points7 points  (0 children)

            This was too hard to read. I need a break from the Internet.

            [–]TheChadicus 5 points6 points  (0 children)

            Damn man.

            It's ironic that every guy seems to be aware of the bro code of "Bros before hoes.", yet when it actually comes into practice "chicks before dicks" supersedes that more often then not.

            That's so messed-up man.

            Just like you (while not to the same severe extent), I've experienced first-hand, that best " friends", when faced with the opportunity, will prioritize pussy over doing what's right. Betrayal is the fucking worst. It's why I live by the rapper quote: "The only person I trust is my dog."

            [–]1Su-Wu_Red 4 points5 points  (0 children)

            You sure can write man. Please keep writing about your experiences. I mean that. I want to read more!

            [–]suloco 3 points4 points  (0 children)

            The part where you describe the destruction of your bedroom was literary gold! You NEED to start writing, my friend. Start a blog or something and let us know, your style is very natural but quite refined at the same time.

            [–]CuntyMcFagNuts69 5 points6 points  (0 children)

            I often want to say, pshhh, not all women are whores....then I log on here....then I tell myself, pshhh, seriously, they all can't be like this

            Then i log back on here, then I look at my life and assets and say nope, never getting married

            [–]FarCryExperience 3 points4 points  (0 children)

            This world is full of Franks and Mixed Asians.

            [–]drqxx 6 points7 points  (2 children)

            Im in an LTR now for 4+ years my GIRL always asks when we are going to get married. I told her on the third date my rule. No marriage ever. She likes to pester me from time to time. I simple dread the fuck out of her. My point is at no point is a marriage a good thing. If she want to get married she can marry our cat. Luckily no common law marriage or any bs like that.

            Damn OP your story made me sad bro.

            [–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev 1 point2 points  (1 child)

            If she want to get married she can marry our cat.

            As a child of the 80s, from the shit I've seen happen lately, I can only imagine that Cat and Spinster Marriage ain't that far off....

            [–]Rawrination 0 points1 point  (0 children)

            Especially if they purrfect the Talking Cat collar thing. https://youtu.be/zP_Aw9EMB-U Then we'll have to deal with, "My fuzzy ball can verbally 'consent'". Being an animal level int score will hopefully keep that from happening though.

            Edited: Complicated as shit formatting. Still not sure I got it right.

            [–][deleted] 12 points13 points  (3 children)

            Another fantastic essay that I hope brings knowledge to the community. I am giving you a point as your experiences need more visibility

            What stood out to me was your misguided elation at a second chance for love. You literary destroyed your own life searching for the Big BluePilll Lie of unconditional love.

            That said, in the other room as we speak, my woman is pleasantly putting the kids to bed and cooking dinner after her day at work.

            She is not doing this out of love for me. Its a combination of:

            She loves how I make her feel

            admiration

            respect

            fear of losing it all.

            The second I start needing is the second she starts leaving

            +1

            [–]2legion327[S] 1 point2 points  (1 child)

            Thank you sir!

            [–]2ChainZinMedSchool 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            what's your blood pressure ?

            [–]ILoveToEatLobster 17 points18 points  (7 children)

            Jesus Christ you're a moron. Between getting married twice, at that age, taking out student loans to buy trivial shit and talking about testicles during an interview. Holy fuck, I'm speechless. I think it's 100% safe to say anything bad that happens to you is your own fault.

            [–]2legion327[S] 19 points20 points  (5 children)

            Damn, I should have had you write the TL;DR instead.

            [–]ILoveToEatLobster 33 points34 points  (4 children)

            TL;DR: Got married again after only knowing a chick, I met on a hookup site, for a year or so. She asked for stupid shit we couldn't afford so I took out student loans to pay for it(which I destroy in a fit of rage...wait for it). I got a really good job opportunity where I proceed to talk about my testicles.

            Stay tuned though for part 3, I just met a girl on tinder last week. She let me fuck her ass after buying her a wine cooler. I'm in love. I'm gonna pop the question in about 4 months.

            [–]DenyHerYourEssence 10 points11 points  (0 children)

            Is it bad that I really enjoyed OP's story and still nearly died laughing at this TL;DR?

            [–]acetylcysteine 2 points3 points  (1 child)

            haha i was thinking the same thing. this isn't bluepill, this is just thinking with your dick.

            [–]Rawrination 0 points1 point  (0 children)

            Yeah I've seen those "genetic lottery winners" from across the room a few times. Married to other people. I can sympathize with OP, and to a lesser extent his friend, just how badly a H0T woman can mess with a man's mind.

            [–]drqxx 2 points3 points  (0 children)

            Anything happens to you its your own fault

            FTFY

            We are each responsible for our actions and choices.

            [–]shelcod 2 points3 points  (0 children)

            This was one of those stories that it so disgusting that I wish it was fake, even though I know it's real. Your stories are one more reason why I'll never get married.

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            [–]2legion327[S] 7 points8 points  (2 children)

            Tell you what, let's save that for Part 3. I'm not being coy or withholding. There's just a lot more to it and my reply would end up being the length of a whole post.

            [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 5 points6 points  (0 children)

            Whenever you're up to it. Many thanks for your shares already. It's really embarrassing telling this stuff, but it's the best way for other peeps to learn that this shit happens all the time to great guys. The unicorns become hos in a matter of days sometimes. If you're lucky, it takes months or years.

            [–]Forcetobereckonedwit 4 points5 points  (0 children)

            Rough times legion. TRP is the only answer.

            [–]FreyWill 5 points6 points  (1 child)

            I gotta chalk this one up to "fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me."

            What the fuck were you thinking?

            [–]jefecaminador1 11 points12 points  (0 children)

            Same thing his buddy was, damn this chick is hot.

            [–]Doc_Sithicus 2 points3 points  (0 children)

            I have also becomed a member of the club that nobody wants to belong to.

            The double betrayal cuts much deeper. When somebody you would trust with your life, somebody that you'd give a shirt from your own back backstabs you... there are no words that can accurately describe the pain and the rage... And the loss feels more than doubled.

            Someday I'll share my own story, so other folks will be forewarned.

            [–]LazyMagus 2 points3 points  (0 children)

            Well, you're an awesome writer. That's for sure. We need a follow-up until you reach the point of turning RP. After all, it seems like you got married again!

            [–]Senior Endorsed ContributorVasiliyZaitzev 4 points5 points  (0 children)

            He was one of my oldest friends and we were brothers.

            I was so waiting for "And now we're 'Eskimo brothers'..."

            I guess I didn't have to wait long.

            [–][deleted] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            You're a damn good writer. I don't think you should put all the blame on your comrade, although that is for you to decide. Both of your wives were snake hoes, but I digress; AWALT.

            [–]DailyManliness 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            I appreciate the shout out, but also want to give you props on everything you have dealt with. Through it all you've kept your head up, it really doesn't get better than that. Inspiration, admiration, and appreciation are probably the best words I can come up with for your stories. The strength you've shown is the best lesson for all of us

            [–]MyDickFellOff 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            You flirt with Red Pill, that's not how it works. You either take the damn pill, or it will be forcefed to you.

            I sincerly hope you will never get over this. Because otherwise you will keep experiencing stuff like this and nobody wants that for you.

            [–]of_mendez 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            that I once said the same, my friend.

            I once said the same.

            Twice.

            Loved this, I read the whole thing, will take your advice since it has only happened to me once

            [–]MakesHisWayDowntown 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            I feel deeply sorry for you, I can't possibly imagine the struggle, but the fact is you are helping us young guys learn. I found this sub last year and have slowly been getting it. This is a huge piece of motivation so I thank you for sharing.

            [–][deleted] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            Men will do terrible things to their brothers in the name of tits and pussy. It's unfortunate but there is absolutely no rationalization going on in situations like that.

            [–]Scizzler 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            I will never understand why stupid people immediately rush to marriage. It literally makes no sense to rush into it...it makes no sense to me at all actually, but it's mind blowing every time stupid people rush to do it.

            [–]tumblewiid 1 point2 points  (2 children)

            We would have impressed a pair of rabbits

            I'm sorry this is the thing that bothers me. What does this mean, is this some sort idiom I don't know about?

            [–]2legion327[S] 1 point2 points  (1 child)

            "fuck like rabbits" is a quasi-common phrase.

            For instance:

            "Hey, Sean, you look tired."

            "Oh hey Ben. Yeah, I barely slept last night. My new roommate got a girlfriend and they've been fucking like rabbits."

            "Ah yeah I know how that is. Just tell them to shut the hell up or at least ask him to put a ball gag in her mouth."

            "Yeah..." yawn "I might do that."

            [–]tumblewiid 0 points1 point  (0 children)

            Oh I see... and sorry for laughing. Your writing is vivid, man. There is humor in you, I hope it will help you stay positive and I wish you all the best!

            [–]flatox 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            Stay strong. It's always you against the world. It will never change. Life is not happiness with a few pieces of sadness knit into it. It is the other way around.

            gotta appreciate the little things, and keep going no matter what.

            [–]ThisManHasNoDick111 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            Your fucking battle fucks you over and then fucks your wife. Damn. This shit is all too common in the Army. I suppose it is part of the military culture especially for veterans to have: 1. Bad credit, 2. A DD-214, 3. A divorce

            [–][deleted] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            More excellent work. I can't wait to read the about the day In which it all clicked and you swallowed the pill.

            [–]1wanderer1976 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            Dude, I learned a long time ago, if you really like a chick. Arrange for your friends to have the opportunity, and tell them to try. If she fucks them, they did you a favor. Buy your friend a beer and send the slut packing. If she doesn't, then you know you might have a quality chick. Saved me from investing in unworthy women a few times.

            [–]5t3fan0 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            its uplifting to know that after going throu so much pain and shit, you still managed to stand up once again and live on.

            you are a fucking iron hero, bro, probably as tough as a man can be. cheers!

            [–]heatyourpipe 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            God, damn....

            That was painfully hard to read. Can't imagine what that was like. You painted a very vivid picture in my head, and many times I felt the surge of chills running down my neck. You are a very good writer.

            I find people will never take someones advice that has been thru a certain something, until it happens to you. Then again not all will learn, even after experience.

            [–]Shaman6624 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            This reads like a work of fiction. Shitty that you had two cheating bitches as wife. Apparently you're doing something wrong.

            [–]Chump_No_More 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            Brother, first as a fellow veteran, I thank you for your service and my condolences for losing a vocation that become home to you.

            Wow, another 'two time loser' here. Both marriages ended by infidelity (on their part), ultimately because I was a shitty, BP, beta-chump captain and they were AWALT.

            Knowing how every facet of my life turned around after swallowing the RP and doing the hard work, I can't wait to hear the next installment!

            [–]Endorsed ContributorDoxasticPoo 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            What did I expect from a whore who needed so much male attention..?

            The male catch22... We are attracted to big tits, the right curves, the right look in her eyes, the way she dresses, how her hips shake and her tits bounce mid-walk...

            And women love the attention. They love male attention. But the type of woman who would go on a site like that, who'd fuck you so easily, who dresses in ways I imagine she did... she loves male attention. ANY male attention and as much as possible.

            So the women we are attracted to the most are the worst for us. Because however they treat you is how they'll treat all men as attractive as you or better. Because they don't want you, they want attention. And they can get that anywhere.

            [–]Moldy_Gecko 1 point2 points  (0 children)

            You posted 6 days ago you have a TRP wife and 6 hours ago she's AWALT. Did part 2 just happen and how long together total?

            [–][deleted] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

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            What is this?

            [–]VanityKings 0 points1 point  (0 children)

            Call it petty or whatever, but if a partner cheated on me you better believe everyone she fucking knows will hear about it.
            Stay strong brah

            [–]newmeforever 0 points1 point  (0 children)

            I love you man.

            I'm sorry all that happened to you.

            Thank you for sharing your story.

            [–]ledditor_1337 0 points1 point  (0 children)

            I'm just saying after the first chick asked for a divorce I'd have put her 6 feet under and taken my kids and went to a 3rd world country and lived like a king.

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