Yo,yo,yo! I’m not going do the audio on this one because this one is for those that fuck with me. This one isn’t for entertainment or for the people just driving through. I really don’t care who reads this one because it’s so personal. But if you do happen to read this, understand I share this with you because I consider you, my family. Plus, you never know who you may inspire or motivate through your pain. And with that said…Let’s get to work!
I don’t think the world has seen a bigger beta male/simp than I. According to dictionary.com, a simp is a slang insult for a male who is overly attentive and submissive to women, it is someone who does ANYTHING for a girl to get some action he feels he deserves. Yeah… from 18 to 37, that was me. I never was one to chase women, I never fought over women, and if a woman wanted to leave me, I was never one to beg her to stay. But, if I loved a woman, and if I believed that she was MY woman…lord help me.
My first love was at the age of 18 with my son’s mother… who is also my older cousin’s baby mother…I know. I went through pure hell with her for four years, my deserved karma for fucking with my cousin’s girl. During these four years of 24 karat purgatory, I was outcasted by my family, she got hooked on crack cocaine, she was prostituting, she fucked men in my apartment while I was at work, she got pregnant by a Tyrone, in which like a dumb ass, I gave her money to pay for an abortion that of course, she never got. And with all that, I still tried to make it work with her…SIMP. I mean, even my own father told me I was pussy whipped, but I didn’t care, because I loved her.
My second love was her cousin…yeah, I know. This lasted three years. During this time, I discovered she too was prostituting (I mean, at this point it’s looking like I got a thing for prostitutes). She was literally a psychopath. I had to deal with her busting my car windows. She once broke into my apartment and wiped me clean of all my jewelry. 100’s of missed calls (not lying, hundreds). She tried to run me off of a bridge by ramming her car into the back of mine. I was punched in the eye while driving. I was hit in the head with a ceramic bowl so hard I could not chew. And multiple attempts to get me jumped, you know…the usual. The second year was so bad that her own sister had to tell me what she was doing with multiple men and pleaded with me to quit fucking with her. Did I? Nope. Why, because I loved her.
My third love was my ex-wife, which lasted for 10 years. Guess how I met her…so my ex-wife’s baby father was fucking the crazy girl I was just telling you about…Love #2. So, while my ex-wife and I were still with these people, they were fucking each other behind our backs (read it again slowly if you got confused). So, as fate would have it, love #2’s sister introduced us and my ex-wife and I started dating (again, if I confused you, go back and read it slower). We got married within 5 months. Looking back, I think for my ex-wife, our whole relationship was just some type of revenge. During those 10 years I made myself believe I was happy. I honestly would’ve ridden that thing out till death. I didn’t care about my purpose at all, I only cared about her, she was literally my whole life. Truthfully though, I wasn’t happy. I was miserable. I was lonely. I wanted children of my own but she couldn’t give me any because her tubes were tied. I often felt like I was just there to be an ATM. Even when we were good, shit wasn’t that good, it was alright. I always had this gut feeling that she was cheating, but I ignored it. There were always clues and hints that she was being unfaithful, but I ignored them. And after 10 years, she left me for a woman. And although I would never get back with her, to this day, I still love her.
All of this bullshit I went through, all of the pain and heartbreak I’ve suffered, I take complete responsibility.
I will never say to not fall in love. But I will say to never love a woman more than your purpose, this has been my biggest mistake. Man loves purpose, woman loves man on purpose. This is the order of life; this is the design.
Now, I am telling you all of this why? Because if I am going to ask you to follow me into the fire, you need to know that I’m not talking out of my ass. You need to know that I used to be a beta male. I have done stupid ass shit. I have made horrible mistakes and they all come from my selection in women. I’ve let love be an excuse instead of motivation…three fucking times! I’ve ultra simped. I’ve played Captain-Save-A-Ho. For almost 20 years, I’ve ignored my masculine nature. And as fucked up as all of this has been, I’m thankful for it because it has made me into a BEAST today.
I don’t need millions of men following me. If just a few good men take heed to what I’m saying and manage to become men on their purpose, then I’ve done my job and everything I’ve been through has not been in vain.
King Leonidus led 300 Spartans to defeat 20,000 Persians.
I promise you this… if you believe in me, if you follow me, if you trust me, I WILL NOT FAIL YOU.
Be Great Outchea
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