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As I write this today, I think back to when I was a blue-pilled, weak willed beta. It was a miserable time for me, but at that particular moment in my life, I had no clue I was miserable.
Being plugged in as I was, completely immersed in a world that I thought I had created, I had no idea what empowerment was. My ex-wife had the power, as well as dominating female relatives who, through no fault of their own, propagated a fem-centric male role for me, where I drifted day to day in a role of what I was told I was supposed to be in. As a blue pill beta, I was told this was the pinnacle of life for me (kids, wife, job, expensive house). It was very depressing.
What’s important to remember here is I was responsible for my blue pill conditioning. I was. I allowed myself to be taken advantage of by willing participants, whether they were complicit or not, and refused to take responsibility for my own life. This happens to many blue pill betas, they are ghosts in their own life, never making a decision to live for themselves, merely another gear in the machine.
Through therapy and my own research, I decided to learn more about what it means to be a blue pill beta, still hooked in, and decided to do something about it. What’s funny is that most betas will be exposed to Red Pill Theory and scoff at it, not take it seriously, and ignore it. While providing the information is really all RPT gurus can do, it’s only when the beta decides to take the step to unplug that change can truly happen. So, you have self-empowerment.
In the months following my divorce, my blue pill conditioning seldom wavered. I had not changed, and the women I dated simply saw an opportunity to grab up a brain dead beta who wasn’t empowering himself, but I was simply floating down waiting for someone to come in my life to make it better.
And this is one of the largest fallacies with blue pill conditioning:
It’s not the fault of everyone else, it’s yours. You are responsible for your own life.
When going through Red Pill Detox, most betas will blame their surroundings on their circumstances, and this is a natural reaction to being unplugged. I experienced this, becoming MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way) and shutting what I thought was external toxicity in the form of over-bearing siblings, parents, ex-partners, friends, and co-workers. I had one last blue pill hurrah with a feminist and was dumped because I was too beta. A feminist dumping me because I was too beta? Good God, I was a mess.
I went ghost (which I do recommend at some point in your life for self-reflection – another post :)) and moved on with my life. After two months of intense study of literature and self-reflection, I realized it wasn’t my environment or the folks around me, it was me…period.
My life is what I make it. If I choose to live under the thumb of the Feminine Imperative as a cuck beta, regardless of how twisted and unfair the environment where I’m raised is, it’s on me. Now, the information needs to be more readily available for blue pills to educate themselves, but it’s not like the FI has a monopoly on information. Great RP authors, speakers, educators, and theorists exist and are at your disposal. The last step you have to take, as will everything else you will encounter in your life, is yours.
So after my MGTOW phase (and that’s all it ever should be, a phase), I continued to study and learn more about my ongoing unplugging. Little did I know, I was empowering myself. Slowly and steadily, I was taking back control of my life. The first step was setting boundaries. I had lines I would not allow anyone to cross, and when they did, it was only a short time until they were out of my life, or had very little influence in it.
The second step was enforcing those boundaries, all while creating new ones. As each new border was created, new people would enter my life, while ones who didn’t like this new me left. A paradigm shift was occurring, and as in The Matrix, I could finally see it. I could finally see the whole playing field, the stands, the sky, the other players, all of it.
Clarity in one’s life comes at a price, and that price is comfort.
It was not a comfortable time. Friends and family were questioning me, making my unplugging more and more uncomfortable. Unplugging is tough, because not only do you know the truth, you live it. You see people for who they really are, who they really support, and who was rooting for you versus who wanted what you could provide as a blue pill.
I continue to this day to continue empowering myself. I make no excuses for who I am, what I represent, and what I believe. This is true empowerment. But it’s my life and it’s on my terms, and what could be more empowering that having control of your own destiny?