Three Years and no play…Ouch

A roommate of mine, Dan, from college is what is known as a nice guy to girls, or an average frustrated chump to red pillers.  He wasn’t fat or annoying or particularly lazy, although I would not classify him as a go-getter either.  From freshmen through senior year, he was in a monogamous relationship with a girl he really, genuinely liked.  She liked him back.  They were one of those couples.  You know, those couples who do everything together, study together, take classes together, etc.  It was disgusting. But they seemed to like it.

Yes sir, they spent way too much time together and did almost everything together. However, there was just one thing they didn’t do together in those three years: fuck.  Jack’s gf wasn’t super-religious or anything; she just didn’t want to give up the nappy dugout.

Senior year of college, not having sex was affecting even his thick beta mind.  They started getting into fights, often linked to the lack of sex, and broke up. The week after the breakup, he got blackout drunk and had sex with a disgusting girl who had a boyfriend already.  It pained me to see him lose his V-card like that. And it didn’t pain me in the ‘oh my god he should have found a hotter girl to break his v-card’ way.  It didn’t even pain me in the ‘holy shit he missed out on so much ass’ way.

It pained me that he had been in a loving relationship for 3 years with a girl he really liked and enjoyed, and he couldn’t be sexual with her.  He had the opportunity to start his sex life off in a positive way with someone he was connected with, and instead, fucked a 406. Well, she was probably up to a 617 after all the forties he had drunk that night.

He ended up having a legit psychotic breakdown (not a joke) a few months after graduation and had to seek help.

If I could go back in time, I would have given 18 year old him a copy of this guy along with a huge fucking pep talk, and he would have been ready to go.  Or who am I kidding, he was pretty wifed up so to speak, so maybe mmsl would be more appropriate.  Could have saved a life.  Or at least three years of it.

If you think Dan’s situation is interesting, check out the full story here.

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