To be sincere , I also struggle with this entitlement that women have ...
From my point or view this happens mostly because they are super insecure about themselves ... so they try to make you “ suffer “ for their amusement and feel better about themselves
I tell myself that it does not make too much sense to put too much effort in them as it can not be anything more than sex , so I move my focus on other prospects . Sometimes I wonder if this is the correct strategy or not
what are your thoughts
@rjc149 ?
I can't say anyone here is "wrong" about women becoming more entitled, or the nature of relationships becoming more transactional and temporary. As I've gotten older, I'm just better at mindfully being more positive about things. It's a willful, daily effort.
The red pill brings sexual/romantic relationships back to their primal, pre-civilized roots. It calls out the social constructs of monogamy and marriage as just those -- constructs. Our species have existed for over 30,000 years, and we've had civilized society for only 3-4,000 years. We still behave in accordance with 30,000 years of our biological programming. Women seek strong, dominant males who can protect them from danger, take resources, build alliances, and pass on good genetics. Men seek young, fertile women with attractive features to ensure the offspring can procreate further. These behavior patterns manifest themselves again and again, regardless of our society's constructs.
Women have
always cheated on weak husbands. Men have
always cheated on their wives with the sexy young housemaid. The tall, handsome, loud, strong, dominant man
always got more poon than the other men. Hotter women
always got more male interest. The red pill brings us back, sometimes kicking and screaming, to biological reality.
Me? I accept this. I accept that you can meet a wonderful, awesome, sweet, caring woman who, after years of a drab, mundane marriage, goes on Ashley Madison. Or had a profile the whole time. I accept that attractive young women will give men the run-around in their quest for the strongest, best men. I accept that my SMV will never be in the same league as Travis Kelce or Chris Hemsworth. I accept that I may never marry. And that's okay, I'm not bitter about it. I'm okay with it. I live my best life, try to keep meeting more women when a prospect falls through, try to improve my game, and if one wants to stick around for the long haul, that's just icing. But the cake is fine the way it is.