Was BlackPill correct for me? I am an ex-CityBoy and now loving the rural life.

I was a CityBoy. Lived in a massive city all my life. Hated the heat but loved the nightlife, being in the midst of the action, being able to do almost anything. <br><br>I was small, skinny, and ugly. Got extremely fat from going from 18-29yo. Just spent most my days working, playing video games, going out to small restaurants, attending Mass, and reading a few books. <br><br>But I use to go to some parties and even had 2 ONCE, and had a group of friends and a small social group. I was a normie but I was a dork.<br><br>Then I turned 29. Got a huge pay raise. Moved 200 miles to a big rural town and I was hooked. I never knew how much I loved the country until I moved here. I got fat, but I didn’t care. My life was great. <br><br>I was making more money. I was able to buy a house. I was able to buy a car. I was able to afford to do whatever. And I loved that. <br><br>But…I got lonely. I didn’t know anyone in the new town. I had no friends, I still had my CityBoy group chats but we would sometimes talk and they still had lives and things to do and I didn’t. I’d just go to Church or work or spend a few hours at Walmart. Just to be around people. I still didn’t have any social skills. I still had no idea how to interact with the opposite sex. <br><br>I still had some social problems being in my 30s. I was still a dork. I still was a virgin. I was dreading that I was 35 and still single. <br><br>The people here were also extremely friendly and I was still an asshole. <br><br>Then COVID happened. <br><br>Suddenly everyone stayed home. Suddenly, I found myself going out less and less. Suddenly it felt like I was home. And when I was out, I was able to reflect on my life. <br><br>I decided to start a new life. I went to my doctor. I explained my situation. He gave me a referral to a gym, and a dietitian. <br><br>I decided to spend one more year to get fat off. I followed my diet, I followed my workout. One year went, I had gone from 440 to 345. I had one last check with the doctor. I finished my time on my diet.<br><br>I decided to spend the next year to learn about Life and People. I read books on life and people. I took classes on life and people. I saw a therapist - who was obviously a woman. I learned how to talk to people. I learned how to interact with women. I learned how to go out and party. <br><br>I learned how to meet new people. I learned how to make friends. I learned to make friends with women. Suddenly, I was able to communicate with them. We were equals. I was able to find out they were not so intimidating after all. <br><br>I spent 2 years losing the fat. I went from 345 to 245. I am still not thin. I still have work to do. But once I had gone from fat, small, ugly to fat and average.<br><br>I decided to start to be more social. I learned how to go to bars. I learned how to go to parties. I learned how to go out and meet people. I was still an asshole and I still had no social skills but I was determined to change that. <br><br>I was going to bars. I was talking to women. I was able to toast and dance and have fun with them and make new friends. I was able to find out I was a fun person once I had a few beers and they were able to see the real me. <br><br>Then. This year. I decided last year I was going to approach. Approach women. I was going to interact with them. I was going to do anything. I had gone from afraid to approach and interact with women because I was afraid that if I was rejected I’d be deemed a loser. I wasn’t a loser. I still don’t think I am. <br><br>I decided I was going to approach. I was going to interact. I was going to talk. I was going to say whatever. I was going to do it all. <br><br>So I am at the bar. With my friends. We were drunk. And I saw a girl. She was 23. I was 39. I was still a little fat. Still skinny. Still ugly. But I didn’t care. I love myself. I love my life. I am happy. And I know it. <br><br>And I don’t care if she says no. I don’t care if it’s awkward. I don’t care if it’s bad. I don’t care if I have no social skills. I don’t care if I was a jerk. I don’t care if I was an asshole.<br><br>I’m 39 years old. I’ve had my life from 1-29yo as a dork. I’ve had my life from 30-39yo getting really fat and then getting really thin. Now I am going to have fun for the rest of my life. <br><br>I walked over to her. I said hi. I talk to her. I listen to her. We laugh. We dance. We had fun. We went together. <br><br>I lost my V-Card that night. I met the love of my life. I have my soulmate for life. She is 16 years younger than me. She is 23. She is beautiful. She is sexy. She is smart. She is fun. She is funny. She is kind. She is gentle. She is nice. She is amazing.<br><br>I am ugly. But I am not a loser. I am fat. But I am not a loser. I am small. But I am not a loser. <br><br>I am a winner. I have won. I am happy. I am finally happy. I am a success. I have succeeded. And I have succeeded with the woman of my dreams. <br><br>I am 27 lbs from my goal. I am 32 lbs from my dream. I will get there. I am not there yet. I will get there. <br><br>Right now I am 218 lbs. I am 5’8” 218 lbs. I am fat. I am ugly. I am small. I know this. <br><br>But I am happy. I know this. <br><br>BlackPill was correct for me. I am happy. Having been ugly and fat and small, I don’t miss being a CityBoy. I don’t miss the nightlife. I don’t miss the groups and the bars and the parties and the clubs. I don’t miss it. I loved it. I still love it. It was a good life. It was a great life. But it is not my life now. And I am happy. It is for the better. I still party. I still go out. I still drink. I still do everything I did in the city. But I am not a dork anymore. I am not an asshole. I am fun. I am funny. I am outgoing. I am talkative. I am nice. I am kind. I am loving. <br><br>I was living a lie. I am living the truth now.<br><br>&#x200B;