| So first off I apologize because I know this is going to be a long story. But thanks to anyone who takes the time to read it. All you mPUA's out there, criticisms are super welcome. All you total AFC's out there, read on, because there is light at the end of the tunnel... if you put this material into practice, you will see results. It's certainly been a lot of ups in downs, but I think it's a pretty good story and hopefully you can take something away from it.
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By the way, after reading this, a key is helpful-
SHX (HB9) - My super hot ex I "got lucky with" when we were both 19. I broke up with her twice, we decided to "be friends", then she got married and we fell out of touch. She is how I first got decent at sex.
SC (HB6) - The initials of the girlfriend I just dated for 2 years. Easily my most serious relationship, and I believed I truly loved her, and still do in some way. I got much better at sex in this time.
V - The guy that SC fell for while I was gone.
SF (HB8.5) - My recent girlfriend. She and V had an off-and on 3 year relationship prior to this.
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But before I discuss my experience with PUA, I should give a little backstory on what led me to it. Rewind to April 2010. I just entered a relationship with what I thought was an awesome girl - SC. We were both students in college, she had a LDR boyfriend when I met her but over the course of a month she fell for me and broke up with him. I had a great social circle, decent grades, and a girlfriend that made me happy. Of course, these things never last. I was being deployed to the middle east in the fall for the military. We spent much of our summer together, and I started getting tired of SC. What's more, my SHX and I started talking again... it escalated into a secret affair that ended up with her fucking me behind her husbands back. SC found out we were talking again, and this was a big source of fighting. But I continued the affair with SHX and didn't break up with my girlfriend, as I wanted to stick it out and have someone to support me while I was overseas. Not a decision I am proud of. Shortly after I left, SC started falling for another guy (V), swearing he was "just a friend"... months went by, and I found out things from mutual friends, and fearing to look like a chump I started fucking an HB7 I was deployed with. When I returned home I was moving in with SC. This lasted maybe a few weeks until I broke up with her. I fucked SHX again, fucked HB7 again, girlfriend started fucking her new guy... that's about when I decided I was done with this bullshit. I could get decent, caring, intelligent women... that were physically unattractive. I could get hot women... who bored me to shit. It was time to start dating women that were real quality... ones I felt I deserved.
Enter November 2011. My journey truly begins.
It was time to change. I had read about "cocky funny" years ago, and upon some serious googling I stumbled across Pick Up Artistry. I started applying the material to things I already knew. I asked my sister to help me groom up - I got a new haircut, new clothes, new smell-good stuff. My first ebooks were Double Your Dating and Conquer Your Campus, and I got a lot of general stuff from there. I identified my weaknesses. I worked on myself. I continued sleeping with SC and she definitely noticed the change. But the real results didn't really start until January of 2012 - spring semester at school.
At this point, I had it all - a nice car, my own 2 bedroom apartment, financial freedom (veteran benefits), an ex-gf to casually fuck at my leisure, a new prestigious university to start, and a good network of friends from years prior. I was drumming in a jam band that met at my place, and we had great parties because a couple of my friends were naturals and knew how to get tons of chicks to my place. In february, I started fucking an HB9, and ditched SC. A couple weeks later, I tacked on another HB6/7 - both of these girls I met through my parties. Things were pretty fucking good. I smashed a 4 one night just for fun.
In March, another chapter began. I noticed on facebook SC and V started dating. I then sent a message to SF, whom I was barely acquaintances with, offering someone to talk to since both of our ex's were dating now. I should note everyone was geographically separated now - V was half a country away, SC was an hour away, and SF was 3 hours away. Well, over the next few weeks SF and I were talking daily and at the end of the month I went to see her and one of the best fuckfests of my life. Over the course of April, things got more serious with SF and I. HB9 forced the "what are we" talk on me where I friendzoned her. Despite being hot, she was pretty boring and incompatible as a potential LTR. SF and I met up a couple more times to the same results. We admitted we liked each other a lot, and when she came to visit for 5 days during finals week, I asked her to be my girlfriend.
At this point, I was on top of the world. And let me tell you, the moment you think you've won "the game" you've already lost. I became too secure... I let my training drop. I relaxed my exercise, social life, became a shut-in alcoholic who played Diablo 3 all day every day... and as you may have guessed, she broke up with me only a month later. I put the relationship on a pedestal and lost focus in myself. So back to the drawing board. Started exercising again. Joined a volunteer group. Quit drinking and drugs. Started having campfire and bowling nights with friends. Got really good at pool again. I got new material - Ex2 System (
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