I found trp in a slump. I was not sure where I was really going, was in a bad place in terms of my self-esteem, and got suckered in.

It took me 8 months. 8 months of sitting around, nodding at theories that I'd NEVER have thought I'd even consider. For somebody who loves science and has faith in the scientific method, what the fuck was I thinking when I was agreeing with the pseudo-bullshit "proof" and "evidence" they were shoveling into my mouth?

The last few days, I've been reading thebluepill, finding it resonated with a lot of feelings I'd been having about the sub recently. Of course, the typical cult mantra to keep faith (frame?) had me thinking I was being drawn back into my beta ways. And then it hit me. "What the fuck am I doing?" I noped out kinda confused about what the hell happened the last few months.

I think if it hadn't been for the flurry of posts here, I'd probably have kept telling myself that the doubt will go if I just keep going. The circle jerking can sometimes seem to go a little too far, mind you, but in the instances of solid criticism of a post/theory, I really appreciate what you're doing. Thank you.

I think I've forgotten how to talk to girls. Well, at least I started lifting weights again. At least there's that.