You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Focused and not chill. That makes complete sense. Sounds like what you are saying is they can feel his energy. Even though he actually doesn’t come across as desperate on the surface as far as what he says to them. I did just find out since my last post that he did get a date for prom and went to prom last night. A freshman chick. When I was a senior I liked to game the freshman. I’m proud of him.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Of course not. As mentioned above, TFM refere to these women as extreme male brain. They are non-maternal. If physically attractive, far from feminine. Highly in their head.
Any ideas as to why? Is your wife ir ex old when she had him? By old, i mean 30+? I think fertilit drugs, birth control, gmo, preservatives, lifestyle, etc are the cause on autism but I have only speculation and what data i seen online.
Research indicates that genetic factors predominate, but the truth be told its largely an unknown. My wife was only 23 when he was born so that is definitely not a factor. Our focus is very much on the future as opposed to lingering on the possibly cause.
High functioning or low function?
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.