Looking at Life through Red Pill Eyes


You can’t un-take the Red Pill. I mean, you can try. You can close your eyes, put your hands over your ears & go lalalalalala, but it won’t work. It is a scary process because your entire life changes; maybe not on the outside as seen by others, but the change is still there.

Sure, I look the same (except my hair is longer, I wear makeup more, I’m in a little better shape & I dress a bit better), I drive the same car, have the same husband, same job & same house: I have the same life as before, but my life to me is way different. It feels different; I feel different.

I have mostly the same friends. I ditched or avoid the most caustic ones, but the rest are the same. The difference is that now I see those friends differently. One friend I always thought of as really having it all together, now I see as a single mother heavily in debt whose child mainly lives with her parents.

Her ex-husband is European & is not allowed back in the States because of the restraining order she took out on him during the divorce. A while back when she took her child to see his father, he hate-fucked her & she liked it. A Lot. Now she pays for exotic vacations for the 3 of them so she can get laid her child can visit his father.

She is arranging her life around the hope that he will be moving back to the States to be with her, but I truly believe that he has no plans on actually doing so. I think he looks at it as he gets to see his kid, his ex-wife is way less bitchy, he gets laid & a nice free vacation at a resort somewhere exotic. He is the smart one in the relationship & the hope of him returning has made her quit having sex with everyone who will have her. Thank goodness.

Another friend, a very sweet girl that is about 75lbs overweight & very introverted, has decided to go the OKCupid route to finding a boyfriend. She showed me her profile & it was the same as all the horrible profiles you see. It describes how quirky she is, what a good job she has, what she wants in a man. Ugh. ***

I gently mentioned that she should perhaps write about what she has to offer, how she will make the guy’s life better by dating her & she looked at me like I had a third eye. Ugh. And holy cow, lose at least 50 of those extra pounds!

Everywhere I look I see the cringing, supplicating betas, the sad post-wall sluts, the arrogant pre-wall sluts (who have no idea the wall is coming), the guys with natural game (who have no idea how to harness their power), the brute alphas with no control over their anger; I just want to hit them all over the head with the manosphere.

But I don’t. I might occasionally poke them in the ribs with a little suggestion here & there, but mostly I just let them go on their way. I smile & keep my yap shut (generally, lol). It is my job to live my life the best I can; it is not my job to save the world.

[*** here is a link for helpful hints for a woman’s online dating profile from The Private Man]


8 thoughts on “Looking at Life through Red Pill Eyes

  1. LostSailor

    It can be dangerous sharing too much Red-Pill wisdom with the unenlightened. Which is why the Matrix is such an apt analogy. Some (paraphrased) quotes:

    Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Manosphere is. You have to see it for yourself.

    The Feminized society is a system, Beta. That system is our enemy. But when you’re inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessmen, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very people we are trying to save. But until we do, these people are still a part of that system and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it.

    I’ve learned to tread very carefully when trying to nudge people I know in a Red Pill direction, and I’ve had several react sometimes almost angrily. I’ve tried to send some guys to the less caustic Manosphere sites only to have them tell me they could see what I was getting at, but it wasn’t for them. If I’d sent them to Roissy/Heartiste, their heads would have exploded.

    A younger guy I know that I’ve tried to take under my wing is a good example. He’s a smart, funny, compassionate guy, with average look, though short and Beta to the core. A couple of years ago, there was a much younger (than me) woman I was zeroing in on at one of my local pubs (with moderate success until she moved across the country) who had a rather aggressive cock-blocking friend, one I could usually ignore. One night when I was not there, my friend, who I’ll call L was there as was the cock-blocking friend (CBF). As the night progresses, CBF gets hammered, and L gallantly offers to escort her home (he claims he had no ulterior designs, which, knowing the girl, was probably for the best). On the walk to her apartment, she somehow manages to stumble, step on his ankle, pushing it off the curb, and causing him to fall into the street. The result was a shattered ankle, requiring several extensive surgeries and nearly a year of recovery. Did I mention he was also unemployed at the time?

    CBF didn’t even stick around for the ambulance to arrive. Fortunately she never showed her face again in that pub and I haven’t seen her since. But neither did L. He never even heard from her again. No apology. No acknowledgment. Nothing. But L to this day refuses to blame her, saying it wasn’t her fault, and passing off her radio silence as just embarrassment. The last subsequent time he tried this White Knighting, the woman puked on him. I have finally at least gotten him to agree that escorting drunk women home is a bad idea under most any circumstances.

    I thought I had him ready to take the Red Pill and sent him to some blogs, and he eventually found his way to Heartiste. He says he can understand the points being made but was put off by the raw presentation. He’s just not that kind of guy, he says. A classic Nice Guy.

    Sorry to be so long-winded.

    tl:dr: you have to find and take the Red Pill for yourself. Perhaps a better approach with your OKCupid friend would be to try to get her to see her profile not as she or any other woman sees it, but as a guy sees it. Though I fear that it’s a losing battle and she’s setting herself up for more heartache…

  2. TempestTcup Post author

    Yes, everything you have posted here is my same experience & then they look sideways at you from then on. 🙂 My husband even fought it for a while (although I really didn’t want him to get too far into it for fear he might lose attraction once he found out how women’s minds work – I’ve read too many guys who had that happen), but he really liked sites like Cappy Cap & ApocalypseCometh & now he follows Heartiste & Rooshv on twitter, lol!

  3. theprivateman

    “I gently mentioned that she should perhaps write about what she has to offer, how she will make the guy’s life better by dating her & she looked at me like I had a third eye. Ugh. And holy cow, lose at least 50 of those extra pounds!”

    This. However, my blog post “Helpful Hint For A Woman’s Online Dating Profile” has gotten tens of thousands of page views and the list in that post has been copied verbatim into hundreds of women’s online dating profiles. I’ve done some corresponding with a few of the women using that list and they all report more men reaching out to them so all is not lost. Your friend, however, will likely give up on online dating.


  4. TempestTcup Post author

    Oh awesome! I didn’t even see that. I had been to the bad profile page & yikes! Hopefully I will never have need of the helpful hints page. 🙂

    I’ll read up & if she mentions it again maybe I will have something better to suggest. She is pretty with long hair, so hopefully that will help.

  5. Atypical Midwestern Librarian

    I’m sorry to ask, but I can’t find it anywhere I’ve looked. What’s “the wall?” I’ve been reading Red Pill blogs out of curiosity all day.

  6. TempestTcup Post author

    Okay, here’s what I’ve gathered from reading for about a year. Guys are pretty blunt about this, but I don’t really see “the wall” (probably because I’m a girl).

    It’s when a female ages to a point where she is no longer young, fresh & pretty. Every female has a wall, but the more a girl whores around the quicker she hits the wall because she loses a part of her soul with every penis she touches.

    Evidently you can greatly diminish the wall by keeping one guy from a young age until death because the guy develops “wife goggles” & sees his wife as she was when she was young & pretty. Also, she doesn’t get that dead look in her eyes from being a cum-dumpster for all the asshole alphas (or something to that effect).

    At least that is what I hope because I’m pretty old!

  7. Atypical Midwestern Librarian

    Lol. I’m 25. My number is 1. I’ll consider myself set for now. Haha. Thank you for the information.

  8. TempestTcup

    Perfect, just guard your number!

    I didn’t want to be too harsh, but I did want you to get the “full experience” of finding out as if you stumbled across it on RooshV’s or Heartiste’s sites 🙂

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