I first found this site after I read "The Game" when I was 17 and sent to boarding school. I immediately started obsessively working out, and I still do to this day. But 17 was the age when women started noticing me, I was a late bloomer physically. It was safe to say I had no clue how to deal with the attention. So i came here, and found great advice and it really helped me. After awhile I was feeling pretty damn good about myself and I found that since my inner-game was intact, I could sort of wing it through most interactions and do pretty damn decently.

Fast foward 2 years to my senior year in boarding school- I began hooking up with the most attractive girl at my school, a 16 year old and a HB10. The entire time this is happening, 3 months, i'm just absolutely killing it. Not thinking i'd blink an eye when i graduated and left my boarding school...but without me noticing when it comes for me to say goodbye to good ol slampiece HB10...i can't control my grief. I totally freak out, an emotional flood. If i had known that was going to happen, wouldn't have put myself in the position to say goodbye so personally.

I was the biggest hypocrite in the world to all my friends, i laughed at them when they said they were going to college with girlfriends. And so i ended up doing that, i totally fell for this HB10, this 16 year old girl. We kept in touch and regularly visited each other when we were able. My college was a 8 hour drive from her. At the end of 1st semester of college, i start thinking to myself things like "Damn, this shit is too perfect. Something's gotta give eventually." At that point my experience with women was still very limited, no girl who ever looked like that had ever given me the time of day in my life. When i visited that December after school, i had decided that she was too young to really understand what it took for us to continue this long distance thing, i was just the first dude she had ever banged, she was too immature. I told myself if i didn't break it off with her right then, i wouldn't be able to do it.

So broke up with her out of left field right before christmas and what was the day before her birthday, cut off all communication, and figured that my feelings would just sort of go away. At that time, i figured if did the breaking up i'd feel better quicker. Well, what happened after that was plain old depression. Thing is i've never discussed my depression with anyone ever, plus it's totally embarrassing because it stemmed from this girl i'm never going to see again. The way i dealt with the depression was the gym and drugs, i sold em, took em, just tried to put my brain into neutral so i was distracted. Did that dance for 3 years, most of my college career was spent high off my ass trying to pick up the pieces and set my mindset back to what it once was. It's safe to say the drugs didn't really help and my mindset is not where i want it to be.

And so now i'm back here on this website, because 6 years ago this is what set me on the right path. I want to be that guy who pulls the HB10 again, I know i can be because i've done it, i've just put myself through the emotional meat grinder and i'm just getting back on my feet. Eboy is back my nizzles.