Imagine if tomorrow you said to yourself "Fuck it, I'm going to make myself better, I will improve myself physically and mentally and in some months I'll get everything I want, girls will love me, and my life will be better"
So then you proceed, you think the first thing to improve is your attitude, cause everything comes from within, right? So, you start thinking more positively, you read self improvement literature, you start treating people well, you try to be funny, laugh, smile, your start trying to "fit in". A month passes by and nothing changes, people think you're some wacko and girls think you're a creep for trying to talk to them but you think, "hey it's just the beginning, right? everything will be better once I get the hang of it right? Riiiiight?!!!"
Then the next step is to improve you physically, ("if I lose some weight and put some muscle on this bones, girls will like me, it has to happen, it has to..") So you start spending money on a gym membership and train like an animal to the point that you end up totally jaded and tired. But you don't give up. You go to the gym 5 days a week and train and you stop eating the things you love ("God I miss cake so much, but I don't care as long as I get a girlfriend") while you see all the beautiful girls in tight leggins get hit on by chads and you think "maybe I can do it too" so you approach a girl, and another one, and another one, and another one, until by your 9th or 10th attempt, a gym employee comes to you and said women have been complaining about you and if you keep "harassing" girls ("all I said was that she should be a model and invited her to have lunch with me, I mean come on!") they will cancel your membership. So then you think, "am I doing something wrong".
After almost a year of trying, you see some add on the street with a handsome guy in a suit and nice car and your think it's the accessories ("of course! women like men with money, it makes them look like alphas!") So you max out all your credit cards and money that you have saved to buy nice clothes, cell phone, and even the first payment of a car ("this will make it, I'm sure of it"). So you go around in your car trying to pick up girls, offering rides and all that ("I wonder why they look at me like a weirdo, I did everything I could, why am I still single?"), until you end up broke, anorexic, and completely depressed ("Fuck!, why did this happen to me! Why did I do to deserve living like this!")
You know what's worse? All this time you saw the truth and you didn't want to believe it. You saw attractive guys get girls without any effort. You saw chads make out with the girl of your dreams and you still thought that all you needed to do was to just, "keep going". All the time you spent, all the effort, sweat, money, and dreams, all of that... for nothing.
So then you proceed, you think the first thing to improve is your attitude, cause everything comes from within, right? So, you start thinking more positively, you read self improvement literature, you start treating people well, you try to be funny, laugh, smile, your start trying to "fit in". A month passes by and nothing changes, people think you're some wacko and girls think you're a creep for trying to talk to them but you think, "hey it's just the beginning, right? everything will be better once I get the hang of it right? Riiiiight?!!!"
Then the next step is to improve you physically, ("if I lose some weight and put some muscle on this bones, girls will like me, it has to happen, it has to..") So you start spending money on a gym membership and train like an animal to the point that you end up totally jaded and tired. But you don't give up. You go to the gym 5 days a week and train and you stop eating the things you love ("God I miss cake so much, but I don't care as long as I get a girlfriend") while you see all the beautiful girls in tight leggins get hit on by chads and you think "maybe I can do it too" so you approach a girl, and another one, and another one, and another one, until by your 9th or 10th attempt, a gym employee comes to you and said women have been complaining about you and if you keep "harassing" girls ("all I said was that she should be a model and invited her to have lunch with me, I mean come on!") they will cancel your membership. So then you think, "am I doing something wrong".
After almost a year of trying, you see some add on the street with a handsome guy in a suit and nice car and your think it's the accessories ("of course! women like men with money, it makes them look like alphas!") So you max out all your credit cards and money that you have saved to buy nice clothes, cell phone, and even the first payment of a car ("this will make it, I'm sure of it"). So you go around in your car trying to pick up girls, offering rides and all that ("I wonder why they look at me like a weirdo, I did everything I could, why am I still single?"), until you end up broke, anorexic, and completely depressed ("Fuck!, why did this happen to me! Why did I do to deserve living like this!")
You know what's worse? All this time you saw the truth and you didn't want to believe it. You saw attractive guys get girls without any effort. You saw chads make out with the girl of your dreams and you still thought that all you needed to do was to just, "keep going". All the time you spent, all the effort, sweat, money, and dreams, all of that... for nothing.
