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I echo your sentiments on guy friends. I've lost two of my best friends in two very shitty situations, and it seems like almost every guy I meet nowadays doesn't need anymore friends, they just need someone call them about parties or bring their girlfriends around to scam on. I've dealt with these people by accepting that role they want to play, and instead of fighting it, I just always become the dominant male when I'm around them. At the end of the night they don't know what I've done, but I've just reversed the role they wanted to put ME in.
Yep, kinda got that feeling. This is going to take some time, but I guess I gotta go out there.
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Honestly dude, this "friend" needs to disappear from your cell phone address book. Don't hang out with this guy, just don't. He's toxic to you, and while chicks are just chicks, he doesn't respect you in the context of you trying to talk to women. Hell it sounds like he doesn't respect you in any context.
He's gone, deleted, forgotten in the history of war. May god watch over him, cause I'm done.
I know why he did it. He's jealous of me. He hates how his family life is fucked up, and all my issue was was a case of ADD. Perhaps I could have been a better friend, but in the end, I must rise myself. How could I help him, if he kept coming back to a problem he could not fix? End.
And forward.
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To me, it sounds like you are going through what a lot of guys go through in the early to mid stages of becoming a PUA. Early on different sources tell you it's ok to lie about yourself, to make up stories, to be more of a dick than you ever have in your life. You have to calibrate all this to be congruent with your personality and just evolve. Like I've said before, I don't use canned anything, I don't mistreat women EVER (I do tease mercilessly), and I don't backstab my friends for pussy.
One side tells you one thing, the other side says another.
My style is like this:
There's a baker, a banker, and a bouncer. The baker makes the tastiest pastries on the planet. The banker is a Wall Street Wallgod, and owns whatever part of Manhattan Donald Trump doesn't. The bouncer is 295lbs of muscle, and can punch through a car door.
Say I wanted to get advice from these guys. Say I wanted to make a nice lemon cake to impress a girl and make her feel good. Would I go to the baker, the banker, or the bouncer? The baker? Why? Cause the baker knows how to make a tasty fucking cake.
Ok, so what If I wanted to raise some money to buy the bakery? Would I go to the baker, the banker, or the bouncer? The banker. Why? Cause he owns 1/4th a city dominated by the Trump Family.
Finally, say I wanna get super strong to beat the banker who tried to screw me over to a pulp? I'd go to the bouncer, cause he's A FUCKING ANIMAL MOTHER of a bodybuilder.
Of course, I act myself. I gotta, or I lie in life.
I am also glad to see you're a fellow man of honor. Bless your soul.
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Just keep chugging away at it man. Trust me not every guy is like your douchebag friend, but you may have to look in different places to find quality buddies in your life.
Thank you. I mean it.