First post, not much to say, merely wish to share a relevant observation.
Here I sit in a local coffee shop, finishing off some work due for later. One table across from me, an HB7(roughly - you could probably paint a small portrait with the amount of makeup she has on) is gushing about her love-life to her dutiful Beta orbiter.
It's clear as day that this guy wants to fuck her - his body-language is practically yelling his wish to phase through the table and into her vagina. Equally clear is how aware of this she is, and how she's deliberately exploiting it to use him as her emotional tampon. Her entire demeanor proclaims "Validate me well enough, and I might deign to favour you with my affections."
I'd taken a break from the forum recently, fallen into an LTR and watched in mild horror as Billy Blue-Me slowly made his reappearance. This bitch and her emotional fluffer have certainly served as a wake-up call - the Narrative you're sold by TBP crumbles the moment you're faced by the hard reality of RP truths playing out before your very eyes.
Truly, there is no going back.
Edit: Added flair