Warning: My SMV is getting DANGEROUSLY LOW!
Due to not being able to go to the gym and BodyMaxxx, I am LOSING SMV at a rate of 0.00125 points per hour right now!
This drastic SMV nose dive, whilst disturbing, does not appear to have completely annihilated all hope of a brighter day. I drove to ASDA to satisfy my cravings for a juicy steak, and a bottle of kombucha, and was shamelessly checked out by a woman old enough to be my mother.
During my last two nights out, each time, a fat and rather undesirable woman has thrown herself at me, openly asking me lewd and sexual questions about how many girls I’ve fucked, and how they have just gotten out of a relationship and don’t give a fuck. One of these women, Sewerdog can attest to, was actually a lesbian but told me she has fucked 6 guys and is attracted to my masculinity lul.
These women, were not attractive at all. I am a wholesome gentleman doing God’s work. We must use this as grist for the mill, fuel for the fire, to TusharMaxxx, or die trying.
As my twink like physique, The Dad Bod of Power, continues to dwindle each day as my long 6 ft 5 frame vegetates in bed, with a dose of anti biotics coursing through my system, and my SMV plummets lower and lower towards true subhuman territory yet again, I rejoice in the knowledge that I will be able to train again next week and I will soon be back on the streets, doing battle with the arch nemesis, the human female, rejector of advances, denier of impulses, grand sayer of “no”, supreme setter of “really strong boundaries”, prime ghoster, chief non replier of texts, CEO of not feeling a connection, and world-class expert at swiping left!
And I will utterly lay siege to the enemy, by using my superior male brain, to overpower her completely retarded, worm infested mind, until I am able to completely and utterly DESTROY THEM by getting one of them to go out with me!
Though they have sinned, because I am a compassionate King, I will look past their fall from grace, and allow them to have sex with me from time to time, and to accompany me to high minded activities Chads such as myself like to engage in, such as hiking on sunrise watching.
Note for the various feminist researchers who study my log as part of Involuntary Celibacy research: Yes this is actually how stupid my sense of humour is. I am a weird guy. And yet, I still suceed and am a responsible citizen and valued member of the community. MOGGED! I have even convinced 10 women to sleep with me.
Ravi: 1
Autism: 0
They thought they had me down
Only for a minute!
I got back up AGAIN
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I have been watching quite a lot of videos on fatherhood and being a Dad whilst I have been recovering from getting sickness MOGGED
I have cried at a few of these videos. The ones that got me, were grandparents meeting their grandchildren. They really made me cry, because they made me think about how all transcending it would be for me for my parents to be able to see their grandchildren.
I didn’t cry at this one, but this sort of stuff, is what gives life meaning, man….
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxD9UKw_tmM
And stuff like this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eUy3A8TFuLU
She is unbelievably adorable and I love her <3
Human beings gravitate towards what makes them feel good, and get away from what makes them feel bad.
The world and humanity needs more love.
It needs more care and more bonding.
I must succeed in my mission and I know I am on track. I am getting the signs now. For all my previous struggles, I AM seeing signs of progress, and though I am but a fraction of the way there, I will improve and progress, man, I will not stay down low.
Truthfully and honestly bros, from the bottom of my heart, I do not want to be swiping on these apps and grinding the streets for longer than I have to man.
I will recover from this illness completely, and get back in the gym, working on myself hard, and will do whatever it takes in order to improve myself.
Fortunately, at this point in my journey, I know it can be done. I know what the path ahead looks like. And I know I can get the job done.
It is not the frenetic and stress filled, laying in bed heart racing all night affair it used to be.
I got my answers.
I got GamePilled.
And I am no longer worried about my long term prospects, as it is pretty much inevitable I will succeed.
I get it will take a few more years yet. But I am seeing signs. Lay 10, I didn’t text for 7 days as I was sick as a dog. When I texted, she hit me back RIGHT AWAY.
Things like this, as you learn more about women through the depth of this rabbit hole, you learn, are important. When I go back to NYC for 3 months next year, I’ll spend time with her if she’s still single.
I am unsure about why I burn with such desire for this, I think it is definitely particular to me and not something I see in too many other men, but I can think of no greater victory than having an awesome gal by my side, and a bunch of beautiful children to live my life with.
That will be absolutely incredible and make me beyond happy.
I am 32 and these feelings hit me hard.
They give me the fire I need to stay with the path and get the mission completed.
I will see where the next steps of my journey take me. I will figure it out, month by month.
So long as I become better, my outcomes in life, will follow.
To add positivity and love to the world, is good man.
Being a player, man, is NOT the life I ever wanted. I have become one of those guys, because this was required to fix what was wrong with me.
And I also learned, that despite what I thought at the start, players are not bad people.
The best people I ever met in my life were players.
My best friends and the closest guys to me, who I talk to daily, are players.
I am grateful players exist, because guys like me, former incels, would be royally f**ked without them and this lifestyle let me tell ya.
These years are my Self Improvement years, my comeback years, from being very much fucked up in life, to coming back and being a better man.
This road, whilst it may seem a bit insane to some who read this log, is still necessary, and though the medicine can be bitter at times, it is the right one man.
Since getting back from the bootcamp, I do not feel like I used to feel. I am different now. I am so glad I did it, though it killed me. Again.
There are many deaths you die.
You will know when you are dying them.
The first major death I would say was the first time I went to Krakow with Paw and The Dom.
That was a very dark night of the soul. I saw how truly clueless I was. FUCK.
I then lost a few more lives over the course of The Phoenix Project.
Earlier part of this year, seems a blur now, but something inside of my mind was not quite right. Realistically, I think I had become quite traumatised by this lifestyle and I got a little fucked up man.
And then NYC, I will tell you, was an epic epic epic death.
I shed more layers of the old Ravi and who I am now, is a better version of myself.
I feel good man.
I have gratitude inside.
I am not shit really, just a humble man trying to make something of himself. Long way to go. But I am atleast able to rest in the knowledge that I am going to be totally fine and my goal is achievable.
Whilst I have had to process and deal with a lot of the aspects of this journey, which I don’t write about too often, and have had to do a lot of healing on, this is what is required to put yourself together as a male.
We are good at sharing and expressing as a community which I am happy about. Some things, however, are so intensely personal it can be challenging to engage with in such a public format.
Nonetheless, I know how I feel right now, and how I felt about my prospects last year.
That is enough to get ahead man.
You do not need to be a special person to become a better man and to be successful.
You just need a few things to come together and to focus in some areas, put the work in, and let things compound over time
I can promise you one thing, man, this journey has taken me to some of the lowest places of my life, it has been very hard for me man, and even still, it has brought some of the most ecstastic bliss I could have dreamed of experiencing.
Life is to be lived fully
We’re all gonna make it
-Your friend Ravi
