My post doesn't really have to do with dating or relationships, which was the primary reason for myself (and most posters) coming to TRP in the first place. I took the logic of the red pill and applied it to other facets of my personal life (school, work, chores, family etc..) and it has helped tremendously.

Before I found TRP I was an out of shape, lazy slob. My bedroom was a mess constantly, I only did what was considered the "bare minimum" to get by when it came to work, school, personal relationships etc.. My girlfriend had just dumped me for an "alpha" as well.

I was rock bottom. Shitty job, living with my mom, dropped out of school, I was a loser. This place gave me strength. TRP gave me the courage I so desperately needed to muster up within myself in order to shine.

I re-enrolled in college, got straight A's for two semesters straight. I got back on my game and currently have 2 plates that I am banging, although it's not as frequent as I like (mainly due to being busy with work and school) but it's something!

Most importantly I decided to stop holding back from my learning. I always used to put off university to hangout with my friends. They're not really bad guys, but we don't have the same goals in common. I stopped hanging out with them as much and focused more on my studies and meeting with classmates to work on projects together or study. I have learned to LOVE what I do and love the process with academia.

It's so funny to think that this all began when my last girlfriend dumped me. She was my "one that got away" how funny it is that such blessings are so cleverly disguised. I was at rock-bottom and when I found TRP I realized "She left me for him because I'm a loser and he's a winner". I felt victimized at first, then I felt ashamed of myself and hated who I was, then I said "I'm going to grow and become 10x better than her or that new guy she met."

I started hitting the gym HARD. I'm talking 10 hour work day (cooking in a restaurant) followed by a 3 mile run and 1 hour of lifting. I felt like a rabid animal and it was great.

Any day that I felt the slightest tendencies to slack at the gym, I just thought about my ex. I thought about that new guy she was with, and how I wanted to beat the living fuck out of him (I know that's going far, but it was a knee jerk emotional reaction). I thought about all of those times where I didn't feel strong enough to defend my friends during an altercation that could potentially turn physical. I thought about my ancient ancestors how only 300 of them faced an entire army, and still charged into battle, swords and spears raised, looking death straight in the eyes and knowing their ultimate fate, and I LIFTED.

This experience of exercising like a maniac chiseled my mindset a bit and I adopted the philosophy that; If I'm not dead or passed out, I'm still capable. This eventually evolved into the mindset that "feels" make you weak. It's okay to have feelings about stuff, and to get upset or bummed out about occurrences in life, but to let those experiences define YOU is weakness. Take a loss. Tom Brady can take a loss, and Michael Jordan can take a loss. If you want to be a champion you must learn to fail with dignity.

Fast forward to today; working 40 hours a week and enrolled in 6 college courses. I am averaging nothing lower than an A- in all of my classes because I love the process. Just as a body builder gets amped on lifting more weight, I would get amped on doing STELLAR work. I don't get moody because a girl didn't text me back, I just forget about it all together or don't think too much about it because I have more important things to worry about than some chick's approval.

This spring, I will be earning my associate's degree. I was just accepted to my #1 choice for colleges (one of the top schools in the world for my chosen field) AND they're giving me a $12k scholarship on top of that. It's so funny and a little absurd to think that this two year journey was sparked by being bitter and butt hurt over some townie chick who dumped me for some guy that plays an acoustic guitar to 10 people at a bar and sells pot out of his dad's garage.

AWALT was the best thing that ever happened to me.

AF/BB was the best thing that ever happened to me.

GETTING DUMPED BY THE ONLY WOMAN WHO I EVER LOVED WAS THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME.