I have a friend. For privacy’s sake, let’s call him Harry.

Now, Harry is a good, loyal guy with a decent salary and interesting hobbies. He is average looking, funny, well-mannered. Ill-tempered, non-religious, open-minded, kind, caring, and of average weight. As far as beta providers go, he’s a safe bet.

In other words, Harry is a stable and normal guy by most definitions. Your average girl would consider themselves lucky to find someone of his character, much less to marry him.

Unfortunately, Harry has one major downfall. He has no self-confidence or game.

Background

Since as long as I can remember, my friend Harry has had great difficulty interacting with women on a romantic level. He was plagued by beta tendencies. Flirting that came easy to other guys in college seemed beyond him. Forget approaching girls at a bar; Harry would rather stand in a corner with other guys using his beer shield and cell phone as a security blanket.

Harry’s saving grace was that occasionally women would approach him instead.

Needless to say, the women he ended up with had serious psychological issues, were financially irresponsible and far less physically appealing, and had little to no sexual or dating market value.

I was forced to watch as this great guy got conned into abusive, toxic relationships that offered no real value to him as a man. I felt sorry for him for a long time, but it seemed that no amount of convincing could surpass his stubbornness. On multiple occasions, Harry told me he thought he not could do any better. These Succubi were twisting him into something that he was not; all the while taking advantage of his submissive, non-confrontational, nice guy nature.

The Situation

Harry was completely pussy-whipped. Of course, one can’t expect to bang lower quality women forever. The beast will undoubtedly start expecting something shiny on its finger. Harry was too busy enjoying the poon to realize the big pit he was digging around himself. I watched it happen.

Twice in fact… with two very self-destructive women who didn’t care at all what he wanted.

The first Succubus started out as a long distance online relationship. They had not met before. Yes, you read that right. She relocated nearly 300 miles to move in with him, abused his trust and financial stability, and showed her true crazy self only after many months together. He let her walk all over him for nearly two years, rarely ever standing up for himself.

Harry wisely broke their engagement off, but he never got the ring back. To get revenge, she had a few drug-dealer acquaintances intimidate him in the parking lot outside his work after hours. Harry managed to cut off all ties, but she continued to harass him via Facebook and MySpace. It took another nine months before she finally stopped contacting him, and another year for him to finally get over her. This one scarred him for life.

The second Succubus was a downgrade, physically. Again, Harry was so inebriated with the pussy nectar he could never see this woman for what she truly was. A lazy sloth and glutton, a user, a wildebeest. I spent four years telling him he could do better (we never got along anyway).

Harry told me he’d proposed last year and I nearly lost my shit. This girl was horrible to Harry, but he always excused her behavior; whether it was borrowing money or his car, he continually allowed himself to be walked all over by his poisonous girlfriend and her financially leeching, hick family. It was like the male version of domestic abuse, only far more pathetic to see in person.

When he finally got a new job halfway across the country, I figured he would do the sensible thing and break up with her.

Not Harry.

Instead, he maintained a long distance relationship over the next 2 years, spending thousands of dollars in airline tickets, phone calls, dinners, gifts, and more. All for a were-beast who treated him like garbage.

What a shame. It appeared that this Succubus’ putrid grip was too strong on him.

The Intervention

I sought to step in and save my friend from a life of beta servitude. I could not allow it to all unfold in front of me. Something had to be done, he was my good friend after all.

I tried to convince myself that he could change just as I had if he wanted.

“He knows not what he does, it’s not entirely his fault. I discovered game and it changed my life, surely it can do the same for Harry. I just need to open his eyes. He would listen to reason…”

One day while we were catching up over the phone, I told Harry my story  and how learning game changed my life. I knew that game was the answer for him, he need only digest the red pill just as I did… *Poof!* everything would all make sense in no time.

Before I could go on…

Him: “Nah man, it’s cool. Actually, I just proposed to her last week.”

Shut the front door. You can’t be serious.

Me: “Are you sure you want to go through with this? We both know you can do better.”

Him: “I don’t know man. I mean, it’s been four years and I don’t think I could find another girl. Besides, she’s told me she’ll kill herself if I do.”

Me: “And you think marrying someone who threatens you with suicide is a good thing?”

Him: “…” (a broken record — over and over)

Bloody hell. He just couldn’t be reasoned with.

I explained to Harry that game could be applied to relationships too and sent him a bunch of online material to get him started. For his sake I hoped that he would come to his senses and break off the engagement to that Succubus.

At first, Harry seemed receptive to the Red Pill. We went back and forth through the nuances of game, but in the end he just couldn’t wrap his head around its application to his own life.

Him: “I want to believe game will work but it just seems hopeless. Sorry man, I’ll pass.”

Me: “You’ll pass? This is your life we’re talking about here dude. You know better than I do what she’s like. And you’re marrying her family too.”

Him: “Thanks for the help but I think I can do this on my own. I don’t need to trick women.”

I could sense his frustration. He obviously didn’t get it, or didn’t want to. Whichever. No amount of persuasion was going to get through to Harry. All I could do was try to subtly point out how this witch was so wrong for him in the hopes that he’d change his mind before it was too late.

The Conclusion

A few months later I received an urgent voice mail from Harry:

“Dude, something happened and I need to tell someone. You’re the only one who would understand. Call me when you get this.”

“What could it be?”, I wondered. “Did he…? No way.” My curiosity was getting the better of me, and I called him back.

Me: “What happened? Did you end it?”

Him: “No, but I cheated on [The Succubus] with a local girl here.”

Harry was proud, yet terrified of the consequences of cheating on his fiance with a girl he’d only met a few weeks before. I of course was beaming. Still, even though he had rejected game, things were progressing in the right direction now. The only problem was, Harry had not yet found a way out of his predicament. More troubling, was that this new girl had brought up marriage and kids within the first two weeks — another red flag that he conveniently ignored.

Me: “So what are you going to do about [The Succubus]?”

Him: “Well I guess I have to tell her, right?”

Me: “Wait, what? No. Are you still going to marry her?”

Him: “I don’t know man. I really like this other girl, I think she might be the one.”

Harry was hopeless.

A few months later he finally gathered the courage to break off the engagement. Ignoring my advice, he flew out to see her to do it in person. All the pep talk in the world couldn’t save him from himself. Of course, he couldn’t do it. Amidst more crying and suicide threats, he backed off… although not completely.

Today, Harry and the Succubus are now on hiatus. Though he continues to see this new girl, there has been no resolution to his situation. What will happen next? Thor only knows…

For Harry’s sake, I hope his rejection of the Red Pill won’t be his downfall.

There’s a lesson in here somewhere I swear…

L

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