I've been lucky in terms of the red pill and my family.
Ever since I discovered this stuff three years ago I've been talking about with my parents ever since - mostly girls, but government, feminism, self-improvement. I would send them article after article asking for their opinions. Of course they would talk down to me sometimes. They might say an article is full of shit. Or maybe my mom disagrees with my anti-feminist slant. I've gotten into plenty of heated arguments. She has not completely come around, but I am working on it. I'm really lucky that my Dad has seen and done so much that he can see a lot of what I am saying. I would say he is red pill in some ways already, through being operationally savvy, except he has red pill beliefs (for example he raised me to never hit a girl). My siblings are skeptical of anything I say and I keep things to a mininum. Because I've gone to a military school, boarding school, or college for the last 8 years, I don't have much time to see family so I pick my battles so I can enjoy the limited amount of time I have with them.
So...how has the red pill affected me and my family? I have gotten closer to my dad than ever now that I can get him to see my ways and we can talk about such things without reservations when my mother is not around. Also, I am more able to appreciate what my Dad has done and is doing for our family. When I suggested once that my sister and family friends who are girls didn't like my brother's new girlfriend, because she is their age, prettier, and a direct threat to steal their boyfriends, he agreed. My mom did too!
As for my mom, she is more accepting of my ways. She has resigned herself to the fact that I am playing the game and will not shack up with a single girlfriend like she wants. She has made no attempt to convince to have a family. That might be because I am only 20. That might be because I have told my parents that when I do allow a lucky girl (or lucky few) to bare my children, she will give me four children, two sons and two daughters, whether she likes it or not. What they don't realize is that I plan to do this when I am 38. I allude to it a little bit by saying that my wife will be at least 10 years younger than I, but I don't get into specifics to start a fight when I don't need one. I am unwavering in my opinions with my parents so that they have resigned that my attitude is here to stay, and my siblings are starting to see this also.
Occasionally I make my mother uncomfortable when I tell her about the good looking 30 year olds/40 year olds who buy me free stuff in exchange for nothing (really just didn't have enough time to pay'em back
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). I try not to do it too often though.
In terms of both my parents, they now accept me bringing girls to the house. My Dad officially told me the other day in December that "You're 20 years old - it's a normal thing to do at your age - just be quite about it and clean up after yourself". Before he even said that, my mother apparently tacitly allows it. I brought home a smoking good looking Colombian Au Pair. I went to get some ice cream before I went upstairs with her to watch a movie and my sister says, "Are you going to be a gentleman and carry her bag?" I look at her with daggers and reluctantly carry the bag upstairs before she can salt my game further. I come downstairs to rescue the girl from conversation with her and my mother. When I left, my mother apparently said to my sister, "I hope she's not a screamer."
My sister thinks I'm a monster by the way. She now thinks I clean up with women because of my attitude towards them. Also, because I have a pair of balls, she has been a lot nicer to me in the last year. She used to be bigger, taller, older, and stronger than me and would boss me around. Now whenever she tries to do that, I tell her to go fuck herself, basically. She once tried to shame me into making her a bowl of ice cream, because she took my place in shelling crabs. I told her to go "make your own damn ice cream" and went up stairs. An hour later she comes upstairs to try and have a conversation because she thinks that she seriously pissed me off. She still has an edge over me social and manipulatively with emotions, but I am proving quite the match. I used to be so socially inadequate that I think she is surprised often by how well I do, especially considering my "outrageous" beliefs towards women.
My half sister and I get along perfectly fine. She is not doing so great (family stuff) but she understand everything I speak about in the red pill and actively supports me. She is like my cheerleader. I've always gotten along with her just fine, but the red pill helps. I still need to learn how to do boundaries (I get stuck babysitting her kids a bunch), but overall things are good with her.
With my brother, things are not so great. He has fallen from my grace for some particularly harsh things he said to me, that he had absolutely no reason to say. He's been going through tough times with a divorce and so has been an asshole to everyone in the family and now is not feeling so hot about that. I'm appalled at how he has acted to me in the past year, but recently he has gotten better. He used to be such an awesome brother, but something switched and I think it was his ex wife. I could see his marriage crumbling but could do nothing to help. I hope, in time to make things better between him and I, but it simply takes time.
So, to sum things up. Red pill has done great things for me and family because I am learning to game everyone. Even better is that my past is me being so inadequate physically, mentally, and socially, so no one expects me to be so proficient at managing social scenes around me. Now I am in good shape, make the best grades of the family, and am doing what I want with my life. They are starting to take notice. On the flip side, as I get older, I start to see through the drama and see disfunctions in my family that I did not see before. Once they are seen, they cannot be unseen.
I hope that with my ever increasing knowledge of game, I may be able to make a difference for the better. But in the meantime, I work on myself.
Wald