In the comments of yesterday’s post...
OpenYourMind said “Taking the red pill for me has turned a marriage that was coming to a slow death into a vibrant and thriving marriage. At the same time, I hate the idea of the red pill in many ways, it has made it harder for me to respect my wife. I sometimes hate it that I have to be more Alpha, more this, more that, to keep her attracted to me, but the results speak for themselves.”
Angeline – And she has to – push away the cupcake, even though cupcakes are *delicious*! to keep her figure near or at something you like to look at. She needs to be open to sex at any given time, even though her default mode is not as sexual, or even “off”. She has to futz with long hair for an extra 30 minutes a day, she has to wear sexy clothes and heels. She has to get over the idea that you should love her *as she is*, sweatpants, short hair, cupcakes and all, and constantly work to keep your interest and passion up, more this, more that, to keep you attracted to her. She has to swallow the disrespect that she’s not valued as much, regardless of what her friends tell her are her stellar personal qualities – based on how her ass looks or whether she gives good BJ’s. Perhaps she feels less respect for him that wearing a thong is more interesting to him than the brilliant thing she did at work. The Red Pill does not taste like wine and chocolates for women, either.
The fact is, we all have to keep working at it to be interesting to our partner. This was old news in our grandparents’ day. Somewhere along the 60?s and 70?s people got the idea that because of how amazing and unique and enlightened we all were, we could throw out eons of experience and biology and pretend that good intentions were enough. That we could just coast into old age, once we got married.
Athol: One of the things Jennifer has been doing is growing her bangs out toward having properly long hair. She’s in that awkward phase of her bangs being baaaaaannnnggggs that make her look too poor for a haircut, and yet not quite long enough to really do anything much with other than pin them back with multiple hair clips. Early on I playfully but regretfully teased her that it was the “Polygamous Compound Look” and got a proper look of disgust in return. (I did apologize!)
Anyway, she still has the baaaaaaannnnnggggs and it’s been weeks and it’s going to be months more until her hair is where she wants it to be. The longer it’s gone on the more I’ve come to appreciate what she’s doing. It’s a real pain in the ass to her, but she’s doing it to please and attract me. I’m sure that once it’s all long and wonderful I’ll be attracted to her more because I can’t help myself with the long hair +1 bonus, but I think I’ll always remember she did that for me too.
And before anyone gets the wrong idea. I didn’t ask her to do this. She just knows what attracts me. So it’s one of those Red Pill Girl Game moves and she’s doing it for her as much as for me.
Of course if you want to really be Red Pill / MMSL / MAP about it… if she doesn’t get what she wants out of a relationship with me… the long hair just sets her up better to attract my replacement. Be careful what you wish for and all that.