It candidly sucked being surrounded by constant reminders that you’d lost the genetic lottery. Sure, it was easier than some people thought to get around the world without powers; it wasn’t like the government expected everyone to be a speedster or to be able to fly. Hell, a hundred years ago, nobody even had powers. The infrastructure was there. Life went on.
That said, staying cheery about the hand I’d been dealt was difficult. Enhanced perception was useful for a lot of things, from party tricks to always reading the fine print, but next to flight? Next to teleportation?
I’d gotten hung up on movement powers because I’d taken the bus to the bar, and the only superpower buses had was being late.
I was specifically at the bar for the sake of a blind date set up by my best friend; Todd was about two times my size and could throw a car across the street. His powers did nothing to help me with his current obsession with my dating life, but here we were. I supposed it was a fair obsession. I hadn’t been trying.
It honestly made sense that Todd had been keenly aware of romance since he’d met his soul mate. See, a strange thing with powers was that when you were around your soulmate, they were inexplicably stronger. Todd had met Soo-jung when she’d been on vacation in Crescent three years ago. They’d been inseparable since, and he’d been able to throw a car down three blocks instead of across the street.
Or so he claimed. Nobody was eager to volunteer their car for a demonstration, or anything else heavy and expensive, for that matter.
For my part, I hadn’t spent a lot of time guessing what would happen if I met my soulmate. It was a common train of thought for some, but I never found that it stopped at any fun stations. Instead, I indulged Todd’s meddling because he was my friend and bad dates at least made good stories.
“Gimme a sec, I’ll grab us another round,” Todd announced as he pushed out from our table. “Emma said she’s going to be here soon.”
“You bought the last one.”
“Yeah, now you can buy two in a row once Emma gets here and look generous. Think about it, man.”
“Sure,” I answered, but Todd was already walking away from the table and toward the bar.
Soo-jung leaned in. “You know he’s trying, right?”
“I know, maybe a little too much.”
“You don’t hear the half of it.”
“Oh, good.”
“I had to tell him to calm down when it came to buttering you up to Emma,” Soo-jung explained as she took a sip from her drink. “Sometimes I wonder about him.”
“I’m surprised he says anything nice about me.”
“He’d never say it to your face.” She watched Todd at the bar instead of looking at me during our conversation.
“Does that mean you’ll do it for him?”
“He trusts me to keep his secrets.”
“How about I suggest things and read your reaction?” I asked.
Soo-jung frowned in response before she pointedly rolled her eyes. She knew that reading reactions was one of my party tricks. If you couldn’t be powerful, you could at least read a room.
“Okay, fine. What do you know about Emma?”
“Her last name’s Tavish.”
“That’s it?”
“She works with Todd.”
“I knew that. He kept telling me she was a co-worker.”
“Todd thinks she’s cute.”
“He told you that?”
“No, but he has high standards for you.”
“That’s all the detail you have?”
“Todd’s not allowed to talk about work at hom- Hey, honey.”
Todd was back at the table holding all three pints in one arm; he passed one to each of us despite Soo being less than halfway finished with her current drink. Once he’d finished distributing, he turned to Soo-jung and asked her a question in broken Korean.
He’d been trying to learn, and he was still struggling. Not that I knew the language.
“Yes,” Soo-jung responded in English, “we were talking about Emma; no Korean around Toby. It’s rude.”
“I thought you wanted me to practice?”
“You can practice at home.”
“So we were talking about Emma,” Todd jumped back to the previous topic instead of discussing his inconsistent study of Korean. “Awesome woman, perfect for you, man.”
“What makes you say that?” I asked.
“Oh, she sucks too.”
“Ah, thanks.”
“He means powers-wise,” Soo-jung stepped in.
“So you do know something about her,” I pointed out.
“Something? I’ve been telling Soo everything since we got in the car to come here.” Just as Todd finished, he flinched. Soo had kicked him under the table. “But it wasn’t much, really.”
“What do I get to know?”
“I don’t want to taint your expectations.” He pushed his empty glass away, swapping it with the new one. “But can I be serious for a second?”
I considered it. “Sure.”
“She’s like my boss’, boss’ boss. So best behavior.”
“Wait. Seriously?” I leaned in. Todd worked for the CPRU, which meant that she had to be a heavy hitter if she was high ranked in the city’s power regulation department. “She’s—”
“Not quite.” He backpedaled. “We share a building. She’s straight DPR.”
I blinked twice at that. “Way to set me up to fail.”
“You should believe in yourself,” Soo cut in.
“Todd I w—”
“And she’s here.” Todd had turned his attention away from me and toward his phone. “Hope you’re ready to meet your soulmate.”
“Honey, don’t set that expectation.”
The bar’s front door opened, and I was the only one who could hear it over the atmosphere. I glanced over, and there she was.
She was stunning by any definition, but especially mine. Maybe it was a strange way to describe someone, but she looked beautifully meticulous, from brunette hair to olive skin, to her light blue jacket; everything was in place, and everything about her was gorgeous. Assuming that was Emma, I owed Todd big time.
“Okay, that can’t be her, right?” I asked Todd. After a second, without a response, I checked to see if he was waving at her, but he was stock still, a stupid grin plastered over his face. “Todd?”
Holy shit. The DPR had some crazy people on their roster, but this- I waved a hand in front of Todd’s face and snapped my fingers, then caught the sound of a single cautious heel clicking against the floor.
I stood up from the table and looked back at the door. She’d taken one step into the bar but had gotten caught in the same shock I had. “Emma?” I asked.
She snapped her attention to me -god, her eyes were- but she just looked confused.
“Toby,” I explained, “I’m Todd’s friend.” I motioned over to Todd’s still body and took the first steps to say hello. “This is really impressive. I didn’t think this was possible. It’s cool to meet someone wh—”
“I’m not doing this,” she said. “This is impossible. How are yo—”
“Trust me, this isn’t in my…” We stared at each other for a moment. Somehow, time stopped more than it already was.
“Holy shit.” We both said it at once.
“So this isn’t you?” she asked. Her eyes were still meandering around the frozen bar instead of staying in the conversation with me.
“No, it’s not,” I walked along her gaze and ended up against the bar counter, “did Todd tell you what my power was?”
“He just told me you wouldn’t mind having me around,” Emma answered, which somehow just brought up more questions.
“Enhanced perception,” I grabbed a drink off of the bar to see if I could; As soon as I touched it, it seemed to animate back to life. “What do you mean, ‘mind having you around’?”
“I dampen powers,” she explained, a little quieter than anything else she’d said, “make them weaker, hard to use. The technical definition is long and wordy so…” She sighed as she watched me slosh the beer around. “It’s a lot of trouble, really.”
“Probably good for work,” I offered.
“Pretty much the whole reason I have my job, but Callum wouldn’t admit that.” She approached, but there wasn’t an open seat near where I was standing, nor could we ask for someone to move. “Callum is—”
“Callum Rehsman, head of the D.P.R for the past six years,” I stepped in, “sorry, comes with the perception thing.”
“Honestly, I’m just glad I don’t have to explain it,” Emma took to leaning against the bar instead of walking over to a seat. She undid the top button of her shirt, which was probably too high for a date, anyway. “Emma Terish. Ring any bells up there?”
“No.”
“And you’re?”
“Toby Vander,” I put down the beer to offer my hand, and it froze as soon as I let go. We both paid attention to that instead of the potential formal hello.
“So this isn’t you.” Emma reached for the glass and picked it up; once she did, it animated just like it had with me. “And it isn’t me…”
I swallowed nothing. We’d both said holy shit for a reason, but it felt impossible to admit it. Wasn’t there supposed to be a — Well, something? Anything?
Then again, we were stopping time, and what else could you ask for?
“Do you want a drink, Toby?” Emma asked. She vaulted herself over the bar with a frankly shocking amount of grace for someone in a pantsuit.
“Uh, sure.”
“I’d ask what you were drinking, but we might have limited options,” she was considering her new vantage point from behind the counter.
I took the opportunity to grab the drink I’d left behind on the table. “I’ll use the one I had.” I tapped Todd’s hand for posterity, and nothing happened to him. “Any idea what this might—”
“No idea,” she answered without letting me finish, “but my job involves dealing with unknown powers, so…” She tried to use the soda-gun and swore when it didn’t work. “You learn to roll with it until people cooperate.”
“You still think I’m doing this?”
“I know it’s not me, and there aren’t many options here with us,” she said as she ducked behind the bar and came back up with a lemonade cooler, “but I came here for a date, and I plan to have one. Been a long week.”
I returned to the bar, finding a seat now that she was on the other side. “I just need to establish that this isn’t me. I’m not trying to—”
“If it isn’t you and it’s not me stopping time around us, then someone is giving us a very private venue for our first date.”
“Isn’t that nice?”
“It really is.” She took a sip of her drink, then pulled it away before she had time to swallow. “Shit. Do you have cash?”
“I’ll cover you.” She frowned at that; clearly she wasn’t satisfied with someone else paying for everything. “Plus, you’re serving me tonight. So…” That seemed to be enough plausible deniability to satisfy her. “Cheers?”
“Cheers.”
Throughout drink one, we were casting nervous glances around the paused bar; by drink five, we were laughing, just the two of us. Hours dripped by with the free beer… or they didn’t… It was hard to tell.
Emma added her sixth can to her pyramid and composed herself. “Okay, okay, okay. One second.” She took a deep breath. “This has been so much fun, but I told Todd I’d tell him when I got here so” — she needed another second to find her verbal footing — “can you stop this now?”
“Stop what?” I was halfway through a sip.
“This is the coolest power I’ve seen but—”
“It’s not me, I promise,” my insistence ended up sounding more like a drunk debate. The drunk part was accurate.
“So your power really is enhanced perception.”
“Yes.”
“Okay. Okay. You’re not lying.”
“What makes you say that?”
“Because that’s lame and—” She stopped herself. “Shit, sorry.”
“I am so used to it.”
“You wouldn’t say that drunk if you could stop time is my point,” she almost ducked down to grab another drink but thought better of it. “So, that makes us…”
We’d reached this impasse several times in the last hours. I scanned her. The lines on her face. The size of her irises. She was worried. Apprehensive.
So I said it first.
“We’re soul mates.”
She looked down and to the left, considering instead of answering.
“Why else would one of us display a power we’d never seen before? Unless you’re right and someone was stopping time for everyone but me and—”
“And the woman who’s immune to powers,” she cut in. “Maybe we are soul mates, but turn it off.”
“It’s not—”
“Toby, please.”
“I don’t—” I stopped short and instead tried even though I didn’t know how. My perception was passive. I didn’t get to choose whether I used it. Was there supposed to be a switch somewhere inside my head? Was I—
How long had it been at this point? Six, seven hours? We’d planned to meet pretty late and it would almost be light out by now. She was right. We had to get—
“I don’t know how,” I admitted, “if it’s me.”
Emma opened her mouth to say something, then reconsidered. Her perfectly manicured nails were digging into the vinyl of the bar top.
“Okay. It’s been lovely, but if you getting here started this then,” I said as I stood up, “maybe I just need to leave, and that will turn it off so we can figure out what’s going on.” I took the first steps toward the door.
“That’s a good plan,” she nodded along with what she was saying, like she was convincing herself, “I’ll reach out to you. It was an excellent date.”
“Let Todd know for me,” I added as I reached the door; a second later, I stepped into the chilled early-fall air. The door didn’t shut behind me, so I kept walking until I would have been out of eyesight.
Then I stopped.
Should I have turned around? What were the chances that she was my soul mate? What was I leaving behind if I didn’t see her again? It was a dumb thought, but the idea of walking away started gnawing at me.
But what choice did I have? In front of me, a couple was frozen in the middle of a quiet conversation on the way to the bar. Soul mates only affected one another when they were close by. I took a few more steps and started to sprint.
I was three blocks away when the world stuttered around me. My vision blurred, and the moonlight was shattered by the sun. I stumbled, almost crashing into a woman dressed like she was on her way to brunch.
Shit. I’d left my jacket at the bar, but—
I checked my watch; 8:06 AM.
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In NM btw.
I was out until around 6AM the night before at my office finishing up paperwork from a surprise board inspection at my clinic and pharmacy. I went home, took off my clothes, shut the bedroom door, and crashed.
I woke up around 8 or 9 AM hearing what sounded like a man’s voice in my kitchen; then I hear papers ruffling around in my back office/2nd bedroom.
At this point; I’m pretty sure I’m getting robbed.
I creep out of bed (naked as a jay-bird) and get my 9mm pistol from the nightstand. I can now hear them whispering outside my bedroom door.
I figure it’s now or never. I open the door and point it right at some guy and say “the f*** are you doing”.
He puts his hands up and says ”woah woah, we’re with the apartment complex; we’re doing inspections”.
I respond: “what inspection?”
He responds “we sent out a notice”.
I lower my pistol, and respond “you guys scared the shit out of me; you almost got shot. Let me get some clothes on”. (Since I’m naked)
I open my door again and they are gone.
I’m like, WTH? Oh well. And go back to get some Much needed sleep. This was Thursday the 9th btw.
Onto Friday the 10th: The next morning I wake up, and my car has been towed. (I think retaliation)
Now to yesterday, Wednesday the 15th: I get a notice taped to my door that says the following:
“THREE (3)-DAY NOTICE OF SUBSTANTIAL VIOLATION OF RENTAL AGREEMENT”
“…you, or someone with your consent, did the following: endangering the safety of another by handling or using a firearm or other deadly weapon in a negligent manner.”
Then below that it has a check box next to an item that states:
“Unlawful use of a deadly weapon”
Then lastly,
“The owner may terminate the rental agreement 3 days from the date of service”
Obviously, they missed my door when they put up the notices. (They usually tape them to the door, it’s what they did last year).
What do I do???

Race is largely to do with appearance, hence Indians are at a disadvantage and dehumanized due to the race and worse appearance. People notice mostly because people are racist to begin with imo. All other ethnicities are far better looking on average than Indians, and though many white people are politically correct, they could tell and Latinos and Asians make fun of Indians openly for being worse looking than them. It's worse when the person is an attractive member of their group. A cute black guy saying that they'd never date Indians because most of us are gross looking. Indians are one of the most well-behaved minorites in the United States yet some of the most mocked. It's not like other countries don't have horrible things going on in them. If we were a well-behaved minority who looked like Arabs (who are incredibly beautiful) I feel like we wouldn't have such a low status. Having a low status and looking grotesque is the worst. Latinos don't come from the best countries but the disgust or disappointment from people who realize I'm not Latino but actually Indian is palpable. Hence I pretend to be Latino or Persian most of the time. If youre thinking about an attractive Indian most people think they look Latino or Arab, the more indigenous look the worst hence the comments "how on earth are you indian? youre attractive?"

Long story short:
* Like everyone else, I had doubts before purchasing any of his courses, so I’ll mention the main points that were important to me before buying it (more on this when I talk about the four main problems I faced in my journey of self-development and attraction):
* Is the course worth it? Considering the impact it has had on my life, my answer is a resounding YES.
* Is there a cost-benefit balance? Absolutely yes.
* Will it help me in all areas of my life? Yes, especially with power dynamics. This course will offer you valuable insights that you can apply in any area of your life.
* Do the techniques and strategies really work? Yes, they do. However, like any course, the key is to you apply what you've learned and it also depends on the time and effort you're willing to invest to achieve lasting changes
Important note: I don't have any kind of relationship with Lucio or anyone on his team, and no one paid me to do this review, much less to share such intimate details. I am doing this of my own free will because I want to thank him for all the knowledge he has provided me, and I believe this could be useful for him and for anyone looking to determine whether what he teaches is useful or not. This review is not going to be directly about his courses; it is going to be about all the resources on TPM (The Power Moves), and specifically about the impact they have had on my life. Consider it more of a testimonial and also a personal opinion.
The following review is quite detailed, and really long. I really believe that writing less would strip away a lot of depth and context. I don’t expect everyone to read it entirely, but maybe it can offer some perspective to someone interested in buying the course. I’m not a special person (I mean like someone famous, or with a lot of academic titles, or any of that); I’m just a regular guy looking to improve the quality of my life and achieve enough economic prosperity to help the people I love most live the life they want, help those in need, people, animals…and if possible, gain valuable knowledge that helps me in my work as a psychologist. Nothing satisfies me more than seeing the faces of people when, with some time and effort, they realize they can do things they never thought possible and feel proud of themselves for achieving it. I also haven’t had it easy in my romantic life, and I’d like to find a healthy person who is also motivated to be a better human being and have a peaceful love. Learning about power will just be a means to contribute my little bit to this world. I’m not a writer, but I’ll try to outline what I consider to be the most important points to give you another perspective to consider, if you want to buy this course. My native language is Spanish, so due to the length of the text and my lack of skill in “speaking” another language, I decided to use ChatGPT as a translator (since I feel it does a better job than Google Translator), and I’ll make the necessary adjustments to make myself better understood.
For most of my life, I lived in deep loneliness and experienced a lot of abuse from people. I never understood why, no matter how many good things I did for others, I received mistreatment in return. My social programming whispered to me, “Do good things for others, and they will be good to you”, “Give to others what you would like to receive,” among many other things. But as time went by, I slowly fell into despair. Since I was 8 years old, I’ve had suicidal thoughts, strongly influenced by my social/romantic life. Eventually, I began to harbor unhealthy beliefs that took root in my way of thinking. For example, I thought I had to make enormous efforts to maintain the “affection” and “acceptance” people “had” for me. I also believed that if no one, not a single person, treated me with respect, it was because that was what I deserved. If no one was interested in who I was, it was because I was worth so little that I couldn’t ask for more from life and should be grateful for the crumbs of “love” I received. Regarding my love life, during my first 19 years, not a single person showed interest in me. I’m not extremely attractive, but based on social feedback, I’d say I’m slightly above average. Perhaps my short height would be the one physical trait that works against me, as I’m 1.63 meters or, as you might better understand, I’m 5’4”. As for internal traits related to girls, I treated them well, was respectful, showed interest in them, helped them, dedicated a lot of my time, and was unconditionally there for them through good and bad times. I was many things that, according to movies and the opinions of many girls (based solely on what they said they wanted), I thought would bring me plenty of women, and yet, not a single soul wanted to be with me. What I did achieve with the girls I liked was becoming their best friend. And so, I spent my days and nights listening to the girls I liked cry over aggressive men who mistreated them physically and emotionally and/or cheated on them with other girls. I didn’t understand it; I had a good set of values and not just with them but with everyone. I considered myself a good guy, competent in some areas, and was unconditionally there for them, and yet they preferred to be with clearly violent men. In one of the moments when I felt most miserable, the following happened: I liked a girl and expressed it to her, and although she initially reciprocated, a month later, she left me for someone else and started dating that person. In something very similar to therapy, I ended up helping her for almost three years to improve her relationship with her aggressive partner.
Here, I’d like to say something (nothing to do with the situation, but anyway, I wanted to share those thoughts with you): two of the worst things I was made to believe were: “You don’t have to change; someone will come and love you just as you are,” and “Romantic love is something that just happens naturally, stop looking for it. It will come to you.” Neither of these things ever happened, and both are awful, unempathetic and limiting mindsets.
Eight years ago, after spending some time in a psychiatric hospital due to suicidal ideation, I decided to completely change my life and committed to my personal growth. Every day without exception, I studied and applied the concepts I was learning in my spare time, while studying to one day become a psychologist. I bought books, courses (even from very prominent figures in the world of seduction and self-development that you would easily recognize). When I didn’t even have money to eat, I downloaded them from pirate sources, but I always found a way to keep progressing. I had many virtual teachers who helped me grow in different aspects, and I’m very grateful for the knowledge they provided me that helped me climb out of that black hole. Like many who embark on this journey, I reached a point where, no matter how much I read and took courses, there was nothing new to pull me out of my stagnation. Everything was the same. I had to constantly review new resources and listen to endless hours of videos to find a needle in a haystack. For me, it was no longer worth paying for a full course if what I was going to found was something I had likely already learned (a lot of times for free). Although I sought to develop on all levels, here I will emphasize the romantic part more. Generally, these learning resources had a couple of problems: the first is that I’ve never been the kind of person who wants to date multiple girls; I’m more the type of guy who seeks a stable partner. The second problem was that many people who teach dating skills ask you to have a very high energy level and I’m a very calm and rather introverted person (not shy, introverted). I don’t want to pretend to be excited or become friends with everyone around me to increase my social value (it’s very exhausting and not worth it as a long-term strategy). The third problem is that the advice of many people who want to promote healthy relationships (some of them psychologists), although well-intentioned, makes any spark that generated attraction nonexistent, generating very predictable behavior (in the bad way) among other things. – certainly, those tools are important for a healthy relationship, but they won’t necessarily make someone feel attracted to you (I find it unlikely). They are more of a positive complement that can help increase value when there is already attraction. After a while and thanks to Lucio’s reflections, I realized the problems and limitations that these gurus or psychologists, basically they are very “politically correct”. Finally, the last problem I found is that none of them addressed the true root of my problem. No matter how much I improved in all aspects, I still didn’t see results with girls. Yes, the number of girls approaching me increased slightly, but none wanted to be with me for a long-term relationship. That missing ingredient is called “power,” and although briefly mentioned in those courses, videos, books, etc., it was never sufficiently well explained to understand why I wasn’t achieving results. My problem was that my balance between warmth and power was enormously unbalanced. I was completely warm with people, but I didn’t have a clue about power dynamics (what Lucio would call “The King’s Servant). I ended up in the “good guy” category, a good guy who wanted to be bad and wanted to treat women poorly to see if he got results, but whose moral values never allowed him to do anything that would hurt or could hurt another person, even if it meant remaining alone (which, far from making me feel good or proud at the moment, it only increased my self-hate). I wanted to remain good, but being good got me nowhere. Adding to that, due to my upbringing, I developed an anxious attachment style (something I also hated for a long time because, objectively speaking, it’s certainly easier for an avoidant man to have more power in a relationship thanks to his natural tendency to fear emotional closeness and natural behavior to protect his independence; quick note: I think that behavior is far from perfect but from what I’ve seen at least they get more results with girls). I have been always considered too clingy and dependent.
Many girls who felt initial attraction to me after a while wanted me to stay in their lives, but never as their partner, only as a good friend. When I turned 20, I found my first partner. This girl was incredibly attracted to me at first, but as soon as I started prioritizing her and seeking closeness, when I set aside my power to be “truly myself,” she began to lose attraction and started to disrespect me. At some point along that path, I came across TPM, and I must say it was a pleasant surprise after years of stagnation.
Human beings are very complex, and because of this, it’s unlikely that a single teacher will “save” you from your social and/or romantic situation. But for me, the person who has influenced my life for the better the most is Lucio. Since I started this journey, I’ve been gathering bits of knowledge from each person that has contributed to who I am, but there have been two things that have totally changed my social life, and for me, both are equally important. The first would take a long time to explain and is more about inner work and pure reflection, but in terms of knowledge, if I had to erase those eight years and start over, I’d like it to be with the knowledge Lucio provides. Seduction University was the last course I bought a long time ago, and Power University will probably be the last course I’ll buy (for several years). I bought Seduction University quite some time ago (about two or three years) and am still learning; I’m just over 73% through the course. This amount of time might surprise many, but those who seek lasting changes in themselves and who are truly committed to deeply learning and integrating everything there until it becomes second nature, know it will likely take several months and probably years.
Having knowledge is not a magic cure; knowing something doesn't make you good at it. Changing deep aspects of one's identity is not as easy as many people seem to forget; it's slow, very slow, and also requires conscious and constant effort. The path of personal growth is not easy, but personally I don't expect it to be. It may take me several years of practice to consolidate all that knowledge, but I know with absolute certainty that it will be a great investment for my future. Going back to the main point, in my opinion, Seduction University and very likely Power University will give you much more value than what you'd get from a more well-known person's course, and at an incredibly affordable price. I know this, because I've been consuming content from many authors for 8 years (every day, each day of the past 8 years without fail). Honestly, I'm fortunate that it is priced so affordably. To be completely honest with you I don't earn much money, and, in my country, there is not much economic prosperity, there is significant inequality, and for me, paying for a course in dollars is comparatively much more expensive than for people who earn in dollars or other stronger currencies. And still, I believe it's totally worth investing in these courses.
One important thing I've learned over the years is that there are things your mind will not be ready to understand, and the good thing about that is as long as you commit to your learning, you will keep growing and progressing, and at some point when you revisit the material, you might understand those things you didn't “grasp” initially, or you might achieve more advanced things that your novice self couldn't properly do the first time you went through the material. You'll pay a price for one of these courses the day you decide to buy it (if you decide to do so), but the truth is that by the time you truly learn everything, so much time will have passed that, if you look at it from a very distant perspective (all the required time for you to really learn), you'll find that the benefits you will get will be arguably greater than those that Lucio and his team will have gotten. Another thing to keep in mind is that either Seduction University or Power University, if used well, will likely help you achieve more economic prosperity; on the other hand, Lucio makes sure to improve the course content, which guarantees even more growth over time. For me this justifies the annual payment to access the material again, which brings me to the next point: Lucio gives you a full year to access the learning material, and if you want to keep having access, he significantly reduces the price (probably in gratitude to those who trusted him and decided to buy the course). Also, keep in mind what I said about how it's very likely that the second or third time you take the course, you'll probably learn new things you were not prepared for before. Finally, it's a price that, in my opinion, supports all his work. He has spent a lot of time and effort reading books, articles, reviewing courses, making videos, writing in his blog, and much more, all for free. Even if you decided not to buy any of his courses, believe me, just by reading his articles, watching his videos, and reading the book reviews he recommends for specific issues, you'd already be avoiding wasting time on reading useless or unnecessarily complex things. For my part, I'm glad he was able to provide me with a way out of the stagnation I had; I really like that he also considers people who are looking for a stable relationship and not just those seeking to have more sexual partners (which is also very valid and respectable); I like that he teaches the "general rules and mindsets," allowing for personality flexibility since that way I don't feel compelled to be (or rather pretend to be) a very energetic and super sociable person to achieve good results with girls; I like that he is a person who does not seek or promote the use of the knowledge he has to harm people but focuses on teaching how to generate relationships that promote a win-win dynamic. Since I started to consume his content, my life has changed quite a bit. I definitely feel more respected, and all my relationships have improved on all levels, romantically, although I have not yet found a person with whom there has been enough compatibility to want to have that person as a stable partner, and I still have much to improve, I definitely feel that I have become more attractive to people. In my last job, considering there weren't many staff members (about 30-35 workers including supervisors and the manager), I ended up being (romantically/sexually) liked by 14 people (8 women, 6 men), and in that job, I dated my second partner. I still make many mistakes, and there are deeper issues that require professional help, but the truth is that my life has undoubtedly improved a lot. I am a person who really takes the time to learn and truly integrate into myself what I have learned, and it has taken me years to consolidate the knowledge in Seduction University. As I said before, I haven't finished it, and it will probably take me many more months (maybe years) to consolidate the information there and what I still have not read yet in the course (not to mention the hyperlinks he provides to dig really deep in some topics). I want to improve even more in my life, and that’s why I decided to buy Power University. From lesson one, I already started finding very valuable knowledge; I haven't gone far into the course, and it would be dishonest to give my opinion, but I feel that, like Seduction University, Power University will also be very worthwhile. The book "Ultimate Power" also has hidden gems (at the moment, I am reflecting a lot on what it explains about cultivating an antifragile ego). I decided not to buy more courses or books because it will probably take me more than a year to consume all the content and much longer to make it my second nature. Although I like to diversify my knowledge and will continue learning about synergistic topics about personal growth, I would like to prioritize finishing both courses (at least "the reading part" the "superficial effort part"), besides dedicating the rest of my efforts to deep-reflective inner work, developing a physique that I feel happy with, and creating my own business that will allow me to help more people and animals in the future.
I hope the knowledge you find in any of TPM’s resources changes your life as much as it changed mine. Of course, it’s important to learn from different people and not become obsessed with a single philosophy. There are things you won’t find in Lucio’s material that could be very useful in your life and your specific problems/challenges, and you shouldn’t overlook them. Additionally, learning from different people with different perspectives will help you be more flexible and have a better chance of achieving the things you want in life. Find someone who shares their knowledge with you and who makes you reflect, and when you notice that that person starts repeating ideas, it's time to move on and look for new people who can help you out of your stagnation. Remember, every piece is important along the way, and it's important to be grateful to every person you meet because everyone has a valuable lesson to teach you (especially when that person has a different perspective than yours).
I'll probably spend many more years learning from Lucio until I finish integrating the knowledge he offers (although as he will most likely keep adding more content and learning things on his own, I will surely visit his blog or YouTube channel from time to time like visiting an old and dear friend and teacher whom I admire and respect).
I would like to make a final mention to John from customer service. He is a charming person and attended to me very well every time I contacted customer service. It feels like talking to a good friend; the service is fast, he is respectful, he has manners, and from start to finish he was very attentive in keeping his word every time he told me he would respond within a certain time frame. You can't really get to know a person in customer service, but from all the times I talked to him, he seemed competent, warm, and generous. John deserves a raise; he’s a really great guy :)

My apologies in advance if this is long. I was in an abusive relationship/marriage for 23 years. This incident happened when we were still friends. If I had I only known the truth when this had originally happened, I would have been saved from decades of emotional, psychological, verbal, physical, sexual, and physical abuse. (And currently post-separation abuse).
The cast: me, my ex Bub (Beelzebub), my ex-crush B, Bub's gf M, Bub's bf V (It will make sense when you read it.)
TW: Suicide, self-harm, abuse
We met through a mutual friend. We became really close really quickly. He was 17 and I was 19. We would talk for hours about anything and everything. I was raised around domestic abuse, and my family was highly dysfunctional. I suffered severe trauma as a child being raised in this environment with an abusive father and brother. (His namesake). By the time I met Bub, I had been having mental health struggles for many years. To deal with the trauma I still suffered from I would self-harm by cutting frequently. I also had been in a psychiatric hospital twice for suicide attempts. I told Bub about all of this, and he knew that I still did it. He was very supportive and would get really sad when I harmed myself.
Since we were just friends we would talk about our crushes. He had a crush on a girl from high school and I had a crush on one of my ex's B, who was also my high school crush. We only dated for 3 weeks, and we decided we were better as friends then lovers. Though we did have a FWB thing going on when we were both single. He really talked up his crush and I really talked up mine.
Two months into our friendship he got a gf. He told me she was a girl he knew from his home city named M. He claimed her mother would babysit him and his brother. He really talked this girl up. She was into all the same things as him. He said she had beautiful red hair, D breasts, liked the same books, movies and music as him. (Yes, he bragged about these things, as disgusting and corny as it sounds now). I was starting to believe he talked her up to make me jealous, which it honestly did. However, I knew it was petty jealousy and I was very happy for him and expressed that to him.
I don't know whose idea it was for her to start communicating with me, but she started emailing me to get to know his best friend (me). I was totally cool with this and was excited to get to know her. Before I know it, she starts getting really nasty with me for no apparent reason. It really upset me. My natural impulse at the time when I was upset was to cut. It was a maladaptive coping mechanism I had for years, and I did it when I was really upset. I explained this to him, and he said he would talk to her. He showed real concern I was harming myself and he also wanted her to stop.
So, he told me he had talked to her, and she had told him she would stop harassing me for no good reason. I really assumed she was jealous and let her know there was nothing to worry about. We were friends and he had a much longer history with her. She didn't stop. She continued to say the vilest and f'd up things to me, including making crass and insensitive comments about my suicidal ideation and self-harm. Naturally I was really upset and cut myself pretty badly. I still have the scar.
This basically went on until they broke up a month later. He said she was doing heroin, and he was vehemently against drugs. He said that they had a good friend that died of an OD, and he couldn't be with her if she was going to do that. It was over. She never contacted me again.
Not long after that B (my ex-bf) had come back from bootcamp. I spent a good deal of time with him while he was on home for leave for two weeks before he shipped out overseas. We decided in that time that we would no longer be FWB because I was starting to have feelings for Bub. Me and Bub started dating right after that. He ended up telling me that him and M didn't really date, and he had only told me that to make me jealous. AHA! I was correct!
So, I asked to meet her. He was a bit hesitant at first, but he finally agreed. At this point his bf V from his home city was dating her. It was the perfect opportunity to meet her as like a double date. I will say, at that time in my life I could be possessive and jealous. Not proud of it, but I was young and immature. I ended up treating her pretty snidely because of this.
One night we were out with them, and Bub got into a car accident. We ended up having to call his dad for a ride home. When we got to his home, his dad was contemplating letting them sleep there. I whispered in Bub's ear that I was not okay with his ex-gf sleeping at his house. She overheard me tell him this. She pulled me aside and told me they never dated. WHAT? I was furious. Bub made eye contact with me, and by the look on his face, I could tell he knew what she told me. The ride back, to drop them at home in his dad's car, was uncomfortable to say the least.
After he dropped them off, I confronted him. His explanation was I was so pushy to meet her, but he knew how jealous I could be, so he didn't want to actually introduce me to the real M. Ends up V was dating a girl with the same name. I felt so stupid and betrayed. I wanted to end it, but he seemed so remorseful I ended up giving him another chance.
Well, the years go rolling by, and I hear no more about this girl who he was so close with, in the past. Bub was a very charismatic person with a lot of friends. He never stopped speaking to friends permanently and they would come in and out of his life. I found it a little odd that there was no mention of her but didn't think much else of it. I also never really formally met her.
Then Facebook became a thing. He ended up being friends with every person he had ever known. Except her. I would bring it up and he would always have some excuse. We ended up moving in with his brother in 2015. I wasn't really around his brother a lot, so I never got a chance to talk to him at length. I remember at one point I brought her up. I was just so curious at the mystery girl and wanted to see if he was still in touch with her. He told me he didn't know what I was talking about. He said his mother never left them with babysitters and only worked when they were in school.
"What does that mean," I'm thinking. WTF does that mean? I brought it up to Bub and he told me she only babysat a few times so his brother probably forgot. But this didn't sit right with me. He had told me that she would babysit them frequently. He denied ever saying the frequency. What could I do but believe him? It had been almost 15 years by that point. That's a long time to keep a secret like that. Surely, he was telling me the truth. I dropped it for good.
We get married that year. We had a child the next year. We had a stillborn a year after that. All this time until 2022, I started feeling really uneasy about our relationship. I started suspecting that his behavior towards me was abusive.
Sidenote: I didn't include all the abusive behaviors in this post, as it would be a novel if I did. I'm simply recalling the events around the catalyst to my descent into hell.
By the end of 2022 I was broken. I had gotten my first of what would end up being 3 TROs against him. I dismissed the first two. (The second was a dual, as he set up a situation that created the need for me to defend myself. He claimed I wasn't defending myself. That's a story for another day). After the first two, I was still so desperate to salvage my marriage with my eternal hope that he could change. I was just so broken by then I didn't think I deserved any better, and no one else could possibly want a worthless, pitiful broken mess like me.
The summer of 2023, while laying sleepless in bed, the memory of M flashed through my mind. I started remembering details I had long forgotten. Why did I never meet her? Why was she never his friend on Facebook? Why had neither of them reached out to each other? I had met every person he talked about, or he was at least friends with them on Facebook. Why not her? Why did his brother not remember? Why did he say M's mother babysat them all the time? I KNOW he originally said that damn it! Why was her email address, at only 17-years-old, her first and last name? 17-year-olds don't use their names like professionals. They call themselves sparklybutterflies86 for christ's sakes! This was all going through my head.
The next day I confronted Bub. I will paraphrase to the best of my memory:
Me: Was M real?
Bub: I thought this had been settled already.
Me: No. No, it hasn't. You told me your brother just did not remember her and that was the last I spoke of it.
Bub: Deadpanned looking me right in the eye "No. She wasn't real. I thought you knew this by now."
I can't really remember what I said at that point, but it was a lot of "how the fuck could you do that? and other expletives. His excuse was he was an insecure teenager, and he was jealous of B and how much I talked about him. A fucking insecure teenager. Talking up his high school crush didn't make me jealous, so he made up a gf.
He pretended to be a gf, who went on to harass the shit out me. Which caused me to be so distraught that I cut myself. He knew I was harming myself and he kept on doing it. I still bare the fucking scar from that time. He involved a poor innocent girl that I was fucking terrible to. Not to mention the fake story of a friend that Od'd. And his excuse for this deranged, diabolical, INSANE fucking shit was, "I was an insecure teenager." No fucking big deal, right?
23 years. Two kids. One alive and one deceased. 23 years of complete and utter psychological annihilation with this man.
If only I had known.
If you have come this far, thank you so much for reading. I left him for good October of last year, and I have never felt more free.

Another post about my former friend. You know, the fact she treated me like shit is one thing. But another thing is that i got to see how she lives. You know what they say, right? Get some women friends. Yeah, this was a massive eye opener

• She had 6 ex boyfriends. And it's not like they were all awful. She just got bored with them. She also once bragged about having anal sex during a hookup. When we were hanging out, she talked about how she downloaded tinder after 4 months of being single. And it took her less than a day to get a date with this "fucking awesome man"
  
• She later said that she tried punching that guy in the face for no real reason other than her having a bad mood. Of course he got angry and left which she treated as a giant joke. "His loss, plenty fish in the sea". And yeah, she really treated guys as replacable cogs. And you know, she owes them nothing but they gotta put in the effort
  
• Yeah, zero respect for men. She got to complain about them all day. Nobody judged her for it. Men are this, men are that. Oh you know how men are. (Of course i was one of "the good guys"). Hell, she said that after every break up, she and her friend just tell each other how awesome they are and that the guy was an asshole and didn't deserve them. In the meantime she flipped out on me when i complained that women on tinder put nothing in their bios. This was the only negative thing i said about women, mind you. And it's not like i did it randomly. I said it after she told me to write my openers about women's bios and show them i am genuenly interested
  
• I once joined up and helped organise a birthday party she did for one of her gal pals. Just the fact that they organised it themselves. This was supposed to be a suprise. Everyone was buying some personalised gifts. Same when she was having a birthday of her own. Everyone was putting in so much effort. Meanwhile, on my birthdays i invite 20 people who give me an unenthisiastic "i'll see and let you know". Then they don't let me know and i have to ask them again. Then most people say they have something else to do and only 3 people show up at best. And i sure as hell don't get gifts.
  
• She didn't have a job. She spent all her time volounteering. Her parents paid for her. This absolutely didn't stop her from venting about how awful and hard the life of a woman is and that i have it fucking easy. Oh, and despite the life of a woman consisting of always looking for the signs of danger, she would get absolutely wasted at parties and go sleep over with dudes she just met
  

I’ve (21F) recently started identifying as Ace but reading more into it, i’m not so sure. i saw on a post here it was about sexual attraction specifically so im unsure if im ace.
i find both men and women attractive but can only see myself dating a man (maybe that’s because i have only dated men). i can get aroused by watching others have sex and touching, kissing of body. i do not like kissing on lips. i do not like masturbation, oral, or penetration. i have never had an orgasm. these 3 feel like nothing to me, like no sensation. so i can get aroused but there’s no pleasure or feeling of reward with sex. i am attracted to the female body more than the male body but even if i am attracted to someone/their body, i do not want sex with them or think about having sex with them. i have trouble getting aroused with foreplay and i’ll get aroused for no reason sometimes. it’s like i have no control over if im aroused or not. i would be okay without ever having sex again and do not understand why people make a big deal out of it. sometimes i even resent sex and think some things (like kissing on lips, swallowing, an*l are gross. i do not need to be close with someone to have better sex, it all feels like nothing and not intimate. i do like to cuddle and be romantic but do not initiate sex or care for it. i cannot relate to things my friends will say about sex.
overall, i struggle a lot with mind to body connection. i’m confused if im ace because i am sexually attracted to people but do not want sex. i would appreciate someone’s thoughts on this :)

*If you're the type to block or ghost PLEASE DON'T MESSAGE ME! CONSIDER MY TIME AND YOURS. *
Please read my full description on my history so that we're on the same page.
I'm Angie, and I'm in search of a long-term relationship that ends in marriage. Open communication is key for me, along with financial stability and emotional support from my partner. I'm a science enthusiast with diverse interests, from gaming to cooking and sports. I'm open to becoming a housewife if the time permits so there's that to consider. Physically, I'm a black woman with a mix of Afro-Caribbean, Japanese, and Swedish heritage, emphasizing the importance of physical attraction and fitness compatibility. I prefer a taller, fit partner who doesn't smoke and drink and is open to having children as soon as possible. You must alose be 21+ and free from venerial diseases (willing to be tested).Communication is non-negotiable for me—I'd rather have an honest conversation than be ghosted or blocked. Plus, I'm particularly interested in dating White and East Asian men, although I'm open to all types. Being patient with my social awkwardness is appreciated, and bonus points if you're vegan and share my faith values.

TL:DR AT THE END (19m)
I want to start by saying that I do love myself. I am not ugly. I am not socially awkward. I don’t smell bad. I have many friends that I love. What i’m saying is there’s nothing obviously wrong with me that would stop women from liking me. And women do like me, but they don’t like ME. (this is starting to sound really conceited I am not some peak male human form specimen i’m really just an average guy, stick with me here).
What i’m trying to say is no woman seems to like me for who I actually am. Instead when a woman does like me, it’s because of pre conceived notions they have about who they think I am and not who i actually am. It doesn’t help that being a lightskin man, I get fetishized a decent amount, which only got worse once I got locs. The thing is, i know for a fact i can’t be the only one experiencing this, and that most women have to feel this way even more then I do, but no one really seems to relate, or if they do they don’t talk about it.
It’s such a frustrating issue especially because one of my biggest insecurities is not being loved for who i am. I was ugly almost all my teen years, and being short and black with a baby face where that is very much not the beauty standard does not help (i was 4’11 freshman year). It wasn’t until the end of senior year i noticed i started getting attention from women (this didn’t happen overnight, i worked to improve myself). I had grown a lot taller, worked on my hair and skincare, and i just carried myself differently, as well as actually learned how to dress.
About 6 months later is when i got my first real girlfriend. I really like her, but i slowly start noticing and accepting that she doesn’t seem to actually like me or care about me at all, not to mention this was very much my first real romantic relationship so i missed a lot of red flags. It’s just a bunch of little things, and i don’t want to fully explain it as it would make this post even longer, but long story short(ish) i broke up with her a month into our relationship being official (we’d been talking for about 4 months before that) despite me liking every part of her because i could tell that she clearly didn’t like me, and surprisingly i had enough self respect to do what would be right in the long term no matter how much i liked her.
I found out about 2 months after we broke up that she was cheating on me anyways. This doesn’t surprise me as i had started my locs shortly after we started dating, and she preferred the curls i had before, which is ok. However i noticed a clear difference in how she treated me afterwards, one hairstyle change and she would get more irritated with me, would find new things that would make her mad, you know how it goes i guess and that left her dissatisfied enough to cheat? it hurts my head to think about it so i try not to tbh.
The crazy part however is I think it’s just because i looked more like her ex that way💀😭 We had mutual friends, so I did ask them why she acted different towards me compared to her other boyfriends. Turns out, she never got over her ex before me and basically was looking for him in me (not gonna turn out well especially because he’s white and i’m black, and it seemed the more i associated with blackness the less she liked me).
This really hurt me i’m not gonna lie. I know it’s corny, but my ultimate male fantasy is finding one person and boom it’s happily ever after (i know how unrealistic that is, that’s why i said fantasy). Its not so much that i’m super sad about her specifically, but it’s really about what she did means about me. I hate the fact that i let her do that to me, that I ever let her touch me. It feels so violating knowing she’s the only person to have ever really seen me or been with me in a more sexual/romantic way, only for her not to care about me. I wish i had never done anything with her, and every time i remember that i have i make the shower water just a little bit hotter hoping that will somehow cure me and erase her touch. yea i know that makes no sense.
About 3 months after the breakup, i started talking to someone else, however this was when i noticed i started getting fetishized a lot. I was talking to this one girl, and she was cool, but i noticed she liked me a little too much for no reason. Come to find out, and i’m being dead serious, I’m 90% sure she only liked me because her dad was racist and she had issues with him. that’s still hurts my brain to think about tbh.
It’s been about 6 months since then and now, and I haven’t met anyone that seems genuine in getting to know me. While people like me on the surface, no one really cares to actually get to know me and it’s not helping my insecurities really (that whole situation with my ex doesn’t help at all).
I think partially the reason for all this is where I live, it’s mostly white, asians, and latinos, meaning me with darker skin doesn’t fit with the beauty standard. I tend to like women with darker skin more, so that’s who I try to talk to the most, but honestly i’ve noticed that if they aren’t black they try to distance themselves from blackness as much as possible, so it is what it is not much i can do about that.
All this has just worsened my insecurity that there’s just something deeply wrong with me i’m just no aware of. i know this insecurity is 99% irrational, that there’s probably nothing inherently wrong with me but it still eats away at me somtimes. To be fair for all you know, there is something deeply wrong with me.
If you have any advice please let me know i’m all ears, feel free to make jokes as well i like laughing.
I know this has been a long word vomit so if you read it all thank you, if you didn’t here’s the
TLDR: Trying to find a genuine partner who cares about me feels abnormally difficult, and it’s not helping my insecurities of not being worthy of love.

i’ve been dating my bf for the past two years and it’s been great for the most part. in the beginning, i considered him my soulmate and i was so eager to tell him i love him first but now im not really sure what to think.
i feel like i constantly have to tip toe around him because he’s so sensitive/emotional plus he has anger issues that result in ugly tantrums (he yells, gets physical with stuff and is overall aggressive). he literally makes such a huge emotional deal over things so small and meaningless. for example i gave him @dvice to charge more on work he offers because he was lowballing himself and he went on this rant about how i think he’s stupid and how i don’t appreciate him. all i wanted to do was help him and he just completely flipped it. i didn’t smother him like he wanted me to so he faked an anxiety attack/started crying to force me to hug him….. yelling that all he wants is my “support” …. if something doesn’t go his way he either throws a fit or makes himself the victim and i end up feeling bad over something he caused.
i think a lot of it has to do him him being an only child to keep it real. he always wants to be nurtured if not him, his emotions. he wants to be babied and i think it’s extremely unattractive for a 21 year old man. he has this idea that he isn’t capable of doing wrong so his lack of self awareness is of course baffling. hes pretentious in a subtle way that it could pass off as him being smart/charming but that’s not the case… he’s seriously a completely different person when he doesn’t have it his way its almost unbelievable how someone that’s so sweet can go to THAT.
one time i was talking to him about geminis (he’s a gemini) and how my sister shits on that sign and he took it so far up the a$$ he gave me an ultimatum. “your sisters just trying to get you to break up with me, you’re over there with your sister listening to her, stay with your sister then see how much she cares, i would chose you over my family but that’s just me i guess now i know how much you care about me” and yadayada you get the gist. another example, i came back home it’s 2 am because he has to be up by 530am for a trip. he expected me to stay with him and he got upset when i said i wouldnt. we met up at 9 and once i told him i was going back home he started frowning and pouting and just RUINED the last hour of me being there with his moody self. what’s lame is that he doesn’t even say what’s wrong i have to constantly ask and he denies when it’s CLEAR as day he wants me to notice he’s bothered. it’s funny because he said we didn’t even hang out because it’s wasn’t “just us” mind you we were together … alone … playing video games. what he wanted was my attention 100% and that’s how he always wants it to be. it’s overbearing draining and just UGHHHH. he can’t take any criticism to better our relationship without him getting offended and immediately getting defensive. i’ve talked to him about this already but idk what to do anymore. everyone tells me he’s immature and emotionally abusive and SUPER manipulative but everytime i try breaking up with him he makes me the bad guy and i just stay to repeat the same old cycle

Always wanted to post this but the official AITA thread was always too intimidating so here I am. I'll try not to ramble too much but buckle up as this spans several years.
I met my BFF on an online video game when I was 14. Back then, people were rather harsh to girl gamers but he always stood up for me which caused us to grow closer. Let's call this friend B and he was a year older than me.
B and I grew to be close friends as we grew. He helped me through some really bad mental spots and I did my best for him in return despite our distance. When I was about 17, B got engaged to his GF. His GF never really liked me and made him limit his time gaming with me. This resulted in me realizing my feelings for him. I decided to tell him said feelings as we never really hid things from each other. I told him that I didn't expect him to like me back since he was engaged and that I just wanted to get it off my chest. He thanked me for not hiding it and we carried on like nothing happened. Eventually, B's engagement fell apart but we still remained as friends and nothing more. I was content with this.
At some point, I decided to move in with my ex gf and drove 20 hours with my brother to do so. I quickly regreted this as it was hell on earth. My ex would always threaten to commit unalive whenever I hinted at breaking up.
I vented to B about this one night, admitting I was at my wits end. He knew I had been trying to break up with her for a while. Suddenly, B confessed that he loved me. I was taken aback as it had been almost 4 years since my confession and we never discussed it since. I asked if he was serious and if he meant it as a friend and he said no. He meant romantically. I was over the moon. My heart felt so light. This gave me the push to finally break up with my gf and to have the police on speed dial if something happened. Thankfully, she just cried and left and her grandparents came to get her stuff.
We were 6 months into our lease at this point so my brother and I had to plan what to do next. I asked if he wanted to move to the state B lived in since neither of us wanted to turn tail and run home. He agreed. Its important to note that B and I were not dating at this point. We were being flirty but that's about it. Once we decided to move to B's state I asked him about being official and he said once we moved in together. Again, I was excited.
6 months later and we made the drive to our new apartment with B. Things were great for the first month and B was being affectionate and sweet. I was happy.
Here's where shit hits the fan:
I learned that another online friend of mine had become homeless. Let's call her S. I had only know S for a few years at this point but I was both a bleeding heart and a people pleaser so I asked them if they wanted to move in with us and share my room. She agreed. Prior to her moving in, I had her join us for some online gaming so everyone could get to know each other prior to moving in. B and S really got along but B is really good about getting along with people so I wasn't surprised. They even began to play games without me which was fine as I trusted B.
When I got home from picking up S from the airport, I saw B sleeping on the couch. I was confused and he had left her a hand written note saying stuff about how it had been a long day so he was giving up his bed for her for tonight. I thought it was sweet and left it alone.
I'll take this time to mention that we didn't have a room for S. I offered to share my room or give her the master closet. I know that sounds bad but it was big enough to fit a twin size bed in there and some. We were all early 20s and S really wanted somewhere to live so it was all we could do. Before moving in, S had actually AGREED to the closet idea so she could have her own space.
Not long after S moved in, I noticed a lot of B's attention focused on her. I was a bit hurt but said nothing. Not long later, they began sharing a room as S claimed she never agreed to the closet deal. Being the people pleaser I was, I let it go. I was in denial. B wouldn't hurt me and he still gave kisses goodbye when he left. I thought it was all fine.
That was until B's cat batted an empty box of condoms out into the hallway from B's room.
B and I never had sex. We had never even discussed it. He was a bit religious so I never brought it up. This broke me. My head finally put 2 and 2 together. I broke down. I went into B's room and destroyed 10 years worth of crafts I made for him and left the pieces on the floor. My brother did his best to console me until they got home. I demanded to know what was going on and B admitted to lying about loving me. My heart broke. I sobbed, begging to know why and he said it was to get me to break up with my ex faster. I loved this man for so long and he hurt me like this? I was inconsolable. Living there was hell after that. Little issues turned into big fights with S backing up B and my brother backing me up. Eventually, my brother forfeited his half of the deposit so we could get off the lease and move. We couldn't move far but I had to get away from him. My friends were gone.
A few months after we moved out, B contacted me, apologizing for what he did and how he acted after we found out. This contact was in the form of a hand written note inside a sketch book I had left that he dropped off at my work. He wanted to hang out and I said fine. "Offer to buy me food and I'll be there." Money was tight at the time so I wanted compensation.
Every time after that, they would buy me something to eat when we hung out. I could never get the disgust out of my mouth from being around them. Oh, and S never apologized for what she did. She knew we were dating or at least that I THOUGHT we were dating but she still went for him and never told me what was going on.
Right before the pandemic closed the world down, I moved back home. I had totaled my car and just couldn't afford to live there anymore. Once home, B asked to play games online like the good ole days. I tried but I was at my breaking point as a people pleaser and just didn't care anymore. After a couple of sessions, I told him that I couldn't do this anymore as my trust was completely gone. I told him while I accepted his apology, I didn't forgive him. He said ok. I left the voice chat and unfriended him. I haven't heard from him since.
Its been 4 years since then and it still hurts. He had been with me through my entire teenage and young adult years. What I find interesting is that when I tell this story to people, they call me a jerk. A lot of B's friends cut contact with me after it all happened too. They say he was really remorseful and that I should have given him a second chance. This incident caused me to lose all of my friends at the time, making 2020 even harder to get through. Was I wrong to drop my BFF over a lie?

I (33f) with secure / anxious attachments was dating my ex (38m) for 6.5 years. He has a avoidant attachment, I think fearful, but not 100% sure. We live(d) together for 5 years, in his country close to his friends.
We talked about children, moving away where I can find my circle of people etc, but it was always hard for him to put me first. I kept hearing about "loosing freedom" having to make "sacrifices", you know the drill. You also know that it was not him doing these sacrifices, but me.
He had all the freedom in the world, going on boys holidays, parties alone, and me travelling solo too. I always honoured his need for space and did the same for me (I am an introvert) and not demanding attention when away.
We were going to therapy 6 months before the break up and he was open to change. The therapy highlighted my will to work on things and his to shut down. The therapist said I am in love with the fantasy, when he is hot, but his real self is this shut down man.
Over 2 weeks ago, we had an "argument" about him not updating his CV for 6 months (needed in order for us to move) as we planned to move before summer and also him not communicating with me that he is thinking to start the process after summer. Mind you it's May already.
It resulted in him going away for 2 weeks, planning his escape from the relationship. When he came back, emotions came back, he was very loving and "unsure" again. Slowly he became more cold every day until Tuesday we had the last therapy session. I remained loving towards him to be his safe place. The therapist said maybe we can have time apart, but he said no, he is exhausted and we broke up officially.
I was giving it all until that point, but started putting all my energy into me straight after. We came home and he was sobbing a lot, I wasn't. The next day (yesterday) I started looking for new places to live and arranged a viewing on Saturday, moving in June. The apartment is everything I am looking for.
When I came home yesterday, he left me a note saying he left the house (I knew that already as we talked about him spending time with his friends since I have nowhere to go) but that he would like to give the time apart a chance and that he still loves me.
He doesn't know about my apartment lined up, he probably thinks he has time to be apart, but I don't. I would if he had told me a day before, at the therapy. I am not opposed to seeing things out later, but I don't want to "wait" for him AGAIN to make up his mind and losing this opportunity - I don't have friends I could stay with around and I am moving with a cat, which makes things harder.
I texted him I appreciate the note and can't give him any response yet, and he texted back he didn't expect any, that it will answer itself naturally.
Shall I make him aware of the apartment, that time is ticking or just go with my flow, move and deal with consequences later? We have furniture to sell, shared accounts, bill, insurances...

Someone here about a month ago asked for a summary or notes on Sheras teachings and I cant seem to find it anymore, so I will list here some of the things I have noted.
• Have a goal in mind
• Stay feminine
• Dont talk about your personal business, family/exes/private personal life heavy on the exes!
• if he tries to have sex immediately and he’s all sex sex sex just tell them ”Okay maybe this isn’t going to work out, but I have the perfect friend for you who likes your type. Her name is Alexa, I’ll send her number to you. She is soo free spirited” or just blatantly ask for money if he’s that rude.
• if he asks for your body count, ask about his bank account (only dusties ask this)
• He needs to like you more than you like him
• Spend his money
• Allow him to cheat, dont try to control any man
• All men are the same, their income isn’t
• Whatever comes out of a mans mouth, reverse it
• If you want him to love you, love yourself not him
• Men want what they cant have
• Emotions and fighting. Treat him like your boss in that sense, you dont get messy with your boss either.
• Emotions are better if you act them
• Laugh at his jokes
• Let him do the talking, and dont correct him. You want to make him feel good about himself around you.
• Tell them you dont have sex outside of relationships
• Exculisivity costs money, you’re not 3rd graders with post-it cards asking to be their girlfriend.
• If they say something you dont like give them an ugly look
• If he doesnt fix his issues within a week he’s a dusty. (E.g car breaks down etc.)
• ”I don’t deal with men who cant keep their word and are secretly broke”
• Dusties run away on their own if given a financial burden
• Always have a financial problem as a reason why you havent texted back or are unable to see them.
• Don’t be too available
• I look for what a man can do for me, offer me. I make him feel good, and elevate him
• When he makes time for you, you make time for him. And make sure that your time is being compensated, wheter it’s experience or material, or money
• Have several options
• It’s all about him stroke his ego
• You are the prize !!!!
• Ask him for help for free stuff first then he doesn’t have a problem with problems that cost
• Pay attention to details and make mental notes about him
• Dont sleep on the first date
• You cant change a dusty, a dusty will change themselves
• Be their weakness
• Say ”I’m very attracted to you” to ugly men
• Be emotionally reclusive
• Let him pick the place for the date but know in advance so you can ghost if it’s a cheap coffee shop
• Believe the red flags
• Talk slow and sensual
• Act like you dont need him at all
• Only being sexual, giving sex, talking about sex, initiating sex is being a pickmeisha. Use your other assets, such as voice, eyes, body language, humor, appearance
• If you want to be a pickmeisha, be one to a bank account
• Confidence and being the prize is in your mind, there is no tutorial for it
• Dont outshine him in gift giving
• If you’re talking and he’s not listening, ask ”Do you hear me? I want your opinion on this you’re so smart after all” you train him subconciously to listen and react to you while giving him a compliment
• Everytime you stress about a man, wheter he’s seeing other people etc. Reverse it. Why isn’t he stressed about you?
• You can be a pickmeisha to get their attention if you immediatly go back to yourself
• Dont carry the conversation
• Men tend to be seduced by looks, women by words. Be careful he’s not all talk, but actions too.
• When they give you the silent treatment, you act like they arent giving you the silent treatment because youre not talking to him anyway and that way it wont work on you
• ”Oh baby yeah I cant wait it’s just going to be so great, but I have to get to know you a little better first. It makes it more passionate for me, and I know you want to please me, right? I cant just sleep with anybody I barely know, it’s not exciting for me.”
• He should have more than 1 income
• Date dusties and for fun when young, start dating for funds at 23
• If he tries to come back, have a list of things you want and make him complete all of them.
• Play dumb
• If you playing the game correctly you shouldn’t be worried about commitment
• ”How you doing?” ”Oh I was doing bad but now that you called I’m feeling much better”
• Being unbothered holds actual power
• If a man ghosts you or has other options you dont care
• Dont approach men, but you can always pass them the ball
•In order to take things slow with a man you need to have high values
• My brain doesnt understand less
• ”It’s been a while since I met a handsome succesful man that’s not afraid to impress a woman”

My boyfriend and I had just reached a year in dating. Today we had the stupidest fight ever and it ended up escalating into something worse. The fight was that I said I was free in 10 minutes and about 30 minutes had passed by. He hearted my message and didnt text me anything. He then messages me if I fell asleep I said no and we called. I answered annoyed as I was waiting for him to text me for like an hour. He said he was the one waiting on me and started getting annoyed because I was "accusing" him of something thats not true. I apologized but he continued to give me an attuide. He said "I can talk to my woman however I want." And he brought up an old argument from almost a year ago when I didnt say I love you back when we were fighting. But hes done that to me plenty of times. Hang up on me and didnt say I love you, he literally did that today but Im the bad guy? Anyways he goes on to say I dont know if I can do this anymore and hangs up on me. He says to leave him alone, and I say I will but we are over since he just called it quits unless he wants to call and talk about it. He called me said he didnt want to breakup but goes on to insult me saying "Im a terrible girlfriend." I dont know what hes going through , but he refuses to tell me what hes going though. He said if I was a better girlfriend maybe I would know. He goes on to say I would be a terrible wife to come home to. We would fight everyday. He said "I just want a wife would will listen and do things that will make me happy and I will do things that make her happy." He goes on to call me stupid. He asks are you not smart or something. He takes it back immediately saying he just said it bc he was mad but he still said it. He goes on to say I dont want you there on my birthday etc. It just escalates. He is in finals week at university and an EE major. I know he's under a lot of stress but I dont think he has a right to take it out on me. I am also in college but at CC working on transferring. I am a CS major and I have my own stressors but never take them out on him. I dont know if I can ever see him the same anymore after all of this. This was the man I hoped to marry but now im not so sure. Should I just breakup with him?

Guys, stay anonymous on Reddit for your safety. I was honestly open about meeting somebody here whether a friend or otherwise.
There is this person who I met here (not physically) who has refused to let me go after I said I was not interested in dating him. He is actively harrasing me by using different numbers to call me.
He is one of those men who can't take no for an answer. It's a 'power trip' at this point. I haven't met a man like this in a very very long time. It seems finding men online attracts dust.
Is it possible to report this to the authorities/police or how I can I go about this? I was willing to forget, let this go, but my patience has run dry. He has tried this severally. Severe action is needed. If you know someone who knows someone kind of thing.

I (33f) met an amazing man (36m) via OLD right around thanksgiving. He has been quite wonderful to me. Supportive, kind, my #1 fan, Just get me in a many ways. My dad passed a little over a week ago and he had been checking in daily with me making sure I was ok..
Since we have been dating He comes to see me all the time on weekends (about half hour to an hour travel depending on travel.) He always comes to me (I live by myself) and says his grandpa and aunt live at home with him (reason why he doesn’t invite me over) and generally I’ve been fine with it.
This week is our first vaca together. He has a sober app and tracks his days of being sobriety (2 years now). Today he gave in and wanted to have a drink with me… which escalated to a few drinks
Which ended with us at a bar. Which was so fun and where he ended up confessing his love for me. And Where he confessed he actually ALSO lived with his addict mother (his addict father commited suicide when he was young), where he also gt angry and wanted to fight some college students for brushing his shoulder, and where I got angry because he wanted to show me a pic of his father but decided to quickly show me a pic of him and his ex with her child (who over a decade ago almost claimed it was his child but it was not true).
I blew up at him showing me this photo and tried to calm him down from wanting to confront some college students for grazing his shoulder.
Anyways it became a whole mess and i Uber back to the hotel without him. We were both calling each other and I couldn’t understand him but during one call he saidn”hey blondie” and some girl said hi on phone. I felt hurt.
He got very drunk and I had to Uber back to bar and come collect his very drunk self. I have been in tears
TLDR; tonight my amazing bf of 5.5 months who had been sober for 2 years had 3-4’drinks with me while on vacation told me he loved me and would marry me, confessed somethjng that was a difficult topic for him tonight and then we fought and he got soooo drunk and completely turned me off. Should I give him a second chance?

You can dress up for a date with a man.Manouver through town on heels .Spend an hour on make up .Pay the make up artist.Spend the entire week finding a nice dress for the date.Go for a Mani and Pedi .Buy a new wig.Buy a cozy handbag.Buy the best lip oil so your lips don't appear dry.Buy these nice smelling Arabic perfumes.Find an Uber because you don't want to arrive there sweaty or tired from shouting to matatu conductors for your change.You arrive in your beautiful glory. Only for the man you're meeting to get there with an Arsenal Jersey , sweatpants and socks and slides 😭😂😂😂Some throw on some "bulls" cap.Hands in pocket and earphones. .You would think is someone who is going to the market to grab groceries for dinner.Eii.Women have suffered😂😂 Please don't say not all,I know it's not all.

Guys, stay anonymous on Reddit for your safety. I was honestly open about meeting somebody here whether a friend or otherwise.
There is this person who I met here (not physically) who has refused to let me go after I said I was not interested in dating him. He is actively harrasing me by using different numbers to call me. How can you be obsessed with a stranger?
He is one of those men who can't take no for an answer. It's a 'power trip' at this point. I haven't met a man like this in a very very long time. It seems finding men online attracts dust. I'm sticking to only real physical interactions from now on.
Is it possible to report this to the authorities/police or how I can I go about this? I was willing to forget, let this go, but my patience has run dry. He has tried this severally. Severe action is needed. If you know someone who knows someone that kind of thing.

Hey! I'm STARR (All caps as a reference to MFDOOM the rapper) and I'm looking for a superhero based RP!! I'm looking for a fun romance roleplay set in the universe of DC, Marvel or our own kind of made up universe. I'm looking for a mix of action and romance, with romance being the main theme. I don't really play canon characters, but I would really like to do an OC x canon character roleplay with anyone willing to play a canon character from DC or Marvel, but I'm not against doing OC x OC! I just have to really like the characters lol. I really like Spider-Man (almost any version tbh) and would like to do a RP based around Spider-Man or even the Spider-Verse! My personal favourite Spider-Person is Hobie/Spider-Punk, so I think a RP with him would be fun! I do have plot ideas made and can play multiple characters! My kind of character would be kind of like the trope of a non-hero dating a hero. I would love a story including your character hiding their identity from mine for their own safety. For DC I don't really have a preference for characters since I am less versed in my knowledge of their characters, so I am open to any suggestions for what character you would like to play! (same with marvel too, it doesn't just have to be Spider-Man, it can be any hero you suggest as long as I like them too). I do really like in character Batman and Superman, so if those were ones you'd like to play sure! I mainly do LGBTQ+ pairings, but I am open to doing hetero relationships. please send me a dm if interested!!