What I am thinking about this morning is that a had quite a few ‘good friends’ who were girls pre-pill, and now post-pill they are all gone. Just about across the board it ended with more fireworks than just letting it die away with the exception of like the ‘best friend’ girl I knew. Allow me to explain a bit to either prepare you for your own road, or perhaps you can sympathize.
Pre-pill I had a good amount of natural game namely because I was not interested in girls sexually as I was far more focused on martial arts at the time than trying to woo girls for one night stands. I certainly didn’t want any of these whores I was surrounded by as anything more. So what happens…one naturally accumulates girl ‘friends’.
See, now I understand the near impossibility of being a friend with a girl unless A: she is ugly B: you are completely aware of the dynamics and she is just around for some purpose. You generally cannot be because eventually you or her start to think ‘what if’ and it will blow up.
Now once I started realizing the way girls were, that they were almost loathe to move to physical aspects but had no problem milking multiple guys for emotional support (emo-tampon) I started seeing this in my own life. I had this list of girls I had been friends with for years and what I realized was…they arent doing anything close to what a friend would do.
I had two that were friends with each other, and I had not heard from them in months, they had a fight and both called me the very next day separately to talk about what a bitch the other was and how right she was.
^These ended along the lines of one of them supposed to meet me to hang out (a 2 hour drive) and she didnt show up or answer her phone, I called her a liar on her voice message and never heard from her again.
I had a few more that I would leave a message or a text and months later never hear from them, only to try a last call before number delete and get the ‘oh, ive been so busy!’ so busy you cant even send a text or chat for a few minutes you dumb bitch? I fucking HATE when people are the psuedo-friends shit of ‘oh its been so long! Lets hang out something!’ and you know they could give a shit if they see you again.
^I told those ones that friendship means actually making an effort to talk to the other person, or I told them ‘If I had not called you I would have never heard from you again.’ I never did hear from them again.
The two ‘best’ friends I had that were girls ironically went away nearly the same way. One was the typical ‘Im a woMAN and im more badass than guys’ the other was this passive gay girl predictably into women and gay ‘rights’. The way these ended were along the lines of they would make pro-feminist comments and I would point out that it wasn’t true. I would calmly present a fact, they would get upset, and I never saw them again.
It was kind of insanity looking back at it, it would be shit like the ‘glass ceiling’ stopping women I would tell them that in the top biggest cities women make more than men (BLS has this fact, here is a related: http://www.time.com/time/business/article/0,8599,2015274,00.html). ‘Oh, that must be that patriarchy lying again’. I would simply reply ‘Actually that stat comes from the government study of the bureau of labor statistics.’
The gay friend just disappeared, never to be heard from again. The other (the straight aggressive one) I got into a short debate saying how gay people shouldnt be allowed to marry unless we allow polygamists to marry. She didnt like that one….and bye bye Ek in the form of no more communication.
Looking back I can laugh at it. Clearly they were not real friend in the slightest, using me only for ego assuaging among other things. And when I start saying or doing things that average beta guys just dont do, they would not have me in their world.
I’m glad, they were tying up my contact list.
I make a habit of going through my phone from time to time, and if there is someone in there I have not called in a while, and especially not heard from in a while that number is out of here. I do not need any false ego of ‘oh let me go through my 100 phone numbers here..’
Fuck that, you are my friend or you are not.