Here at Notes From a Red Pill Girl, we don’t do tea and hankies. In fact, if you come here with your sad tale of how you got gamed by one of those bad boys, instead of acceptance and sympathy you are going to find yourself getting a lecture.
It might start something like this, “And how’s that working for you?”
Oh, it’s not? Then for God’s sake, stop doing it!
I’m not saying this to you because I am judging you. I am saying this to you because I love you. And I want you to start loving yourself. Ok?
Instead of saying yes, or saying you got talked into saying yes, I want you to start saying, “No” to all those requests your gut tells you to, that you let your hamster override with thoughts like, “But what if he doesn’t call again?” or “But what if he finds someone else?” or “But he’s sooooo hawt.”
Or you can keep shagging your way through the list, but if you do, don’t come crying to me about it, nor expect a high five and an atta girl.
I know, I know. But that’s how it works these days, I can hear it now: “But Red Pill Girl, how am I ever going to find a man if I don’t put out by date number three, like all the other girls? How am I going to compete?”
You are going to win by not playing a game where the odds are stacked heavily in favor of the house. That’s how. While everyone else goes double down on that one in a million chance of winning the lotto, you are going to be putting away that 10% and slowly and steadily working your way toward the security and abundance many dream of but few are willing to take the steps necessary to get to.
And if you do as I say, when a really great guy comes along, and you tell him just like everyone else, “No, not yet” guess what? He’ll notice. And it won’t end in tea and hankies.
And who wins then? Yep. You both do. And I hope you’ll be sure to drop me a line, tell me how that all works out. And how you never regretted taking the road less traveled.
Let those who have ears hear.