My wife's only sibling, my brother in law, always had a lot of friends. He grew up having a lot of friends, seemed to get along with people easily, and wasn't shy to going out on a limb socially. Though I admired his social ability, the blue pill me was always a little resentful of his lack of conformity, his inability to take life seriously and aspire to college, or have steady jobs, and his leeching off his mother in many ways. After swallowing the pill, of course, all those idiotic thoughts vanished and I was able to appreciate, and at times admire his ability to do what he wanted; such as work on a beach resort in the summer and then switch jobs to work on a ski resort in the winter. He wasn't ever going to be well off and have stability with this life, but he has what a lot of men give up when they get married and have a family; and that's mobility to go and do whatever, wherever, whenever he pleased.

Less than a year ago he moved halfway across the US on a whim with his girlfriend of maybe a year. It was all the money he had to do it. Life was initially good, but then he started running into trouble. He worked days, the girlfriend worked nights...bartending. He started to get homesick, and could not seem to make friends or find interests out where he was. She wanted to stay. You can see where this is going. They broke up, but idiotically are stuck a few months into a year long lease.

Now what I have heard about the situation I have heard through the wife and mother in law. Word is he's depressed and homesick. Enough so to start buying books off amazon for depression and going to see counselors. The ex is still in their apartment, once in awhile. Where she's staying when she's not there is only my guess, and I think I have a good guess. I've heard that she has told him the usual "I just need some time" (I'm trying to find a new branch"). And he's buying into it saying "How much time? How long will this last?".

So, depression, oneitis, no direction, seemingly no drive to live for his self; you know, the symptoms of a lot of men who find their way here. No he does not lift. The problem is, in the past, I've attempted to talk to friends about TRP in a roundabout way. Past posts indicate that in the best case it went like a purple pill debate, and in the worst it only resulted in the guy doubling down on his white knighting. So I know that it is likely that the right answer is simply to do what I've done so far, which is send a simple text: "Hey, I heard about the breakup. Call me if you want to chat." The difference here is he IS actively seeking a solution. The others were not. He is constantly texting his sister and mom for answers. To my knowledge he does not have a male person to look up to (we weren't ever really close when I was dating his sister). I just cannot help feeling like I know the solution for him is on the red pill sidebar. And keep pushing away the temptation to mail him a copy of NMMNG because he has not chosen to reach back to me, and of course also because of the fact that he's my wife's sister...there is a link back to where that book could have come from, and being one of the few men in their family (the others being wife's grandfather who clearly would not have sent it, me, and wife's uncle who very likely would not have sent it). Ultimately do I think I could handle the shit that would ensue if it were linked back to me and then further linked to my involvement with MRP? Yes. But why invite that shit upon myself. Just looking for some opinions on pushing any level of involvement, or staying the path of being there if he unlikely decides to give me a ring.