They are here watching us. Those who choose to disregard the Red Pill praxeology are reading our tales and picturing us taking a flame thrower to our relationships as if our intent is to just watch it burn. They chit and chat in their Blue Pill sub-reddit debating what new level of despicableness we have sunken to today.

And then there’s another camp that reads our utter insanity to test the waters and see what we so-called misogynistic, shitlords are up to…while secretly hoping, just maybe…we have a magic key to help them un-fuck their own depressing, sexless marriages. Yup, there are those reading this right now that are so desperate in their marriages that they have landed here…The Married Red Pill…

Here's the thing, pretty much all the men here would love nothing more than to fix their sexual desert of a marriage with a nice, Blue Pill chat over some warm, chamomile tea after the kids are fast asleep. How great would it be if we could just logically spell out to our wives our want to have sex with them on a more regular basis. Oh and lets spice things up while we’re at it…that would be really fun! What a relief it would be for her to eagerly and lovingly understand our basic male needs, smirk and head over to the bedroom and engage in some passionate lovemaking where both husband and wife are left fulfilled and glowing. Ah, a hapless Blue Pill boy living in the Blue Pill FANTASY World.

Guess what? I’m willing to bet just about every one of us misogynistic, shitlords tried this open and honest communication. Many, many times…and it did not work.

So we regrouped and rethought our approach. Perhaps we just didn’t explain it well enough in the last conversation because emotions kept getting in the way and we didn’t explain ourselves clearly. Oh, perhaps a nice, loving letter. Yes, a well thought out letter telling her how how we miss her touch and truly love her will help. Letter sent. Nothing changed. Odd, she loathes our honest neediness even more it seems... That can’t be right though… Just think on it more.

Hmmm. Maybe be of additional help around the house more. Find ways to ease her burdens. Yes, the talk and the letter along with helping more around the house. She will surely now know we love her and she will want to share in bountiful lovemaking where both husband and wife finish fulfilled and glowing. Why wouldn’t she? Nope. Nope. Nope. What idiots we were.

None of it worked…for those of us here at least. It was a fool's errand run on seemingly good intentions. And now we're getting ticked. You see, the Red Pill did not corrupt us. All on our own we started to wake up to the fact we’re Blue Pill boys living in a Red Pill World. We just didn’t have the proper language to explain it….yet.

So we began our search. And down the rabbit hole we went...until we landed here. Where it’s all explained. Where it all finally makes sense. This magical yet disturbing place where we realize we haven’t been owning any of our shit. And then that moment...when we recognize and become so deeply embarrassed by all the trite schlock we’ve attempted out of ‘love’ and want for physical intimacy with our wives. We were pathetic, misguided chumps. And it stings.

I’m betting most of us didn’t want to end up here. This was a last resort. Hell, most of us would have been fucking ecstatic as hell if the so-called Blue Pill methods worked. You see, this Red Pill nonsense is a lot of work. You have to go to the gym at least 3x times a week to become more physically attractive. You have to get your household finances in order to ensure your family is properly provisioned. You have to refocus on work to avoid becoming mentally lazy. You have to work to be a better father to your children. You have to make an effort to attract new male friends who positively influence your life. You have to proactively plan and decide events for your family that they will enjoy. You have to finally do the work to be an attractive man so you wife finds you worthy of fucking. In short, you have to be Masculine.

In hindsight, it’s so utterly simple and pure. It’s the way it’s always been. Hell, some of us knew all this when we first attracted our wives. But time, kids, or complacency got in the way. We were simply mistaken to think the basics of sexual strategy had changed. Nope.

And now that my eyes are re-opened, I wouldn’t have it any other fucking way...

TL;DR: Not anymore.