About He-Man

“Who’s He-Man…?”

He's the man, He-Man!  Well, that was not the way it used to be.

He-Man was the guy who couldn’t get a girlfriend.  The guy who didn’t know how to get a date.  The guy who was made fun of a lot.  The guy who was frustrated and depressed.

I didn’t start out being good with women, so it is best if I give a background of my past and where I came from (of course, I came from a female’s you-know-what :) and what I went through that eventually led me to this path.

Here is my story…

I was originally from New York City.  When growing up, my parents moved around a lot and finally settling in a small town where they thought was best to raise kids; but in my heart, I was still very much attached to the city.

Being in a new town in a new school, I was constantly teased and made fun of, and even being beaten up on.  Everyday was a nightmare.  I was trying to be a good student and didn’t want to engage in any physical confrontation; therefore, the only thing I could do was tell the teacher and ignore them and remain non-reactive, like they taught you in school.  Because of those early experiences, I became a loner.  I didn’t have a childhood like everybody else; and I wasn’t given any opportunity as a kid to interact socially because I hated it.  Why would I have liked it when I was made fun of a lot?

I was an island of my own, which I thought was a great thing considering the fact I was not being negatively influenced by the peer pressure and getting in trouble; besides, I found the majority of people in my grade immature.  I was just my own person and could just be me, all the way.  Not being part of the cool crowd, made me very independent and self-reliant.  I became very mature at a young age and a teacher’s pet.

This continued on throughout junior high.

In high school, I isolated myself from all the dramas associated with a typical high school experience, and was extremely focused on my academics achievement and getting into a top university and start over.

While everybody else was out and partying and enjoying their Friday night, I was under house arrest studying and reading. 

During my summer, I would spend all my time studying for next year’s classes.  I was a nerd on steroid; and that is when I discovered the idea of self-improvement.  I was just fascinated by this idea of self-improvement over self-acceptance to better your life, contrary to what society dictates that you should love yourself for who you are.  But due to the academic priorities I had, I had to abandon this endeavor until a later point in my life.

Even though I started out as a reserved person in high school, I knew if I wanted to get into a top university I had to be extremely active in school as well; so I became involved in every club and organization.  I didn’t care if they were categorized for the geeks, nerds, dorks, or preps; my only goal was getting into my top school.  I was even actively involved in sports like football, soccer, tennis, and cross country.

Gradually, my inner social butterfly was reawakening from my early non-childhood.

After I have gotten accepted into my top choice university where I could finally start all over, as much as I tried to fit into the cool crowd in high school, I wasn’t accepted.

And then that night came where it would change my life forever….

It was senior prom, and just being myself like they all said, I asked at least 13 girls confidently to be my date, and they all rejected me, so I ended up going by myself.  To my surprise, the girls that turned me down with the excuse of “not going,” ended up showing, and single.  I even requested a dance from them that they also refused.

I asked myself “why?” 

I had all the qualities of a desirable guy (or what I thought at that time); I was smart, athletic, talented, good-looking, accepted into an elite university, and going to be successful in life.

Why was I the one with all these fine qualities not getting any girl?

I ended up leaving the prom with blue balls; and I still carry those scars from that night.

From that point on, I vowed that one day:

I would master the art of seduction.

I would be better than the guys who were once better than I was who I went to high school with.

I would be able to pick up any girl I want.

I would be known as He-Man, the Master of the Pick-Up.

Although I had zero experience with women, the one advantage I did have from all the time I have been a nerd, was the ability to sit in one setting regardless how boring it was, and worked my ass off.  I attained the college I have been working for throughout my life, now it was time to be the guy that can get any girl.

During that summer before college, I finally could work on self-improvement.  I did endless research and discovered the underground Seduction Community and infiltrated it.

The Seduction Community was the most exciting discovery of my life.  It comprised of guys who were just like me, struggled to get any girl in their early life, and ended becoming the greatest players, ladies men, Don Juans, and pick-up artists in the world, and even met some of them.

I was flabbergasted, amazed, and inspired.

I bought every seduction product, read every book and online posts, and listened to every CD.  Finally, I knew what was going on behind the female mind and why I wasn’t getting any success.

From there on through excruciating trials and errors, I created my own techniques and formulated my own strategies, and my success skyrocketed exponentially with women.

I killed my inner wussy.  I cleansed myself of bad past experiences.  I reprogrammed myself.  The kid I was back in high school died.  I have been reborn.

Now, I am no longer living in that scarcity mentality like I was back in high school but abundance.  There are beautiful women all over the world from different country, from different background, from different ethnicity, with different experience, and I love them all.

Now do I wish those bad experiences haven’t happened to me?  Of course not!  I am glad those things happened.  If it hasn’t been for those negative events to occur, I would not have had the motivation and drive wanting to be better than the majority of normal people to get ahead and be where I am.  What was done to me created me.

Just like they say you can’t play the blues without having extreme amount of sorrow.

Ironically, I kind of want to thank the people that made my life miserable because of them I am now the person I always wanted to be and have the lifestyle that I wouldn’t trade anything for.

The point is, I know where you are coming from when you are not having the kind of social life and success with women that you want.  For those of us who didn't learn this and pick this up naturally when growing up, you can’t have success with women unless you have failures; and I created this site to eliminate as much failures from you.

I am a firm believer in self-improvement over self-acceptance.  I didn’t accept myself for being bad with women.  I wanted to be better.  I worked and struggled until I obtain success.

Forget what everybody else tells you to just be yourself and love yourself.  The fact of the matter is, if you have always been terrible with women as a result of being yourself, then being yourself doesn't work and you will keep getting the same terrible results.  You can always change yourself for the better; your old self doesn't work but your new better self will.

If you are having a hard time accepting this, ask yourself: Are you happy with where you are?

Life is short, don’t let it live by you until you’re an old man looking back and wish you could have done something about it.