AttackFormation
Master Don Juan
You're so mean to me... am I really a bad girl?Way to take what I said and make it way more wordy.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
You're so mean to me... am I really a bad girl?Way to take what I said and make it way more wordy.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Stop that girl sh1t.You're so mean to me... am I really a bad girl?
Hahaha, it's because you miss a woman talking to you like that and I do it better too. Admit it. You just don't wanna feel like a fag like me.Stop that girl sh1t.
You won't even fvck me! you can't treat me right.@AttackFormation I'll treat you like woman if you want me to
No, my penis is too big. I'd probably kill you!Hahaha, it's because you miss a woman talking to you like that and I do it better too. Admit it. You just don't wanna feel like a fag like me.
You won't even fvck me! you can't treat me right.
Maybe I'm sick? and I need to act out the real dynamic of drama and seduction with someone if I don't have a woman to do it with who understands me. But you don't care about a b!tch. You just take what you want from me like a cheap wh0re.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Never to old to learn new tricks and improve one's self.He is 53 years old and you are giving him this advice?
That's a solid catch-22.
You don't sound like a nearcel so not likely.
...which means you are not nearcel like the other OP.
You don't sound at all like the other OP. You can build up a tolerance because you have enough attraction out there to begin with. If it's too "once in a blue moon" then you are going to bond because you think you are getting a break from inceldom and the out of league lady is doing you a favour.
Being in a beta mindset and helping a person who's down is not the same thing. A dude can be a strong man, but have a gentle empathic heart for people who are in dire straits. One can also be an ass-hole, but still help a person in need; if they want to. However, that depends on how she treated you during your relationship with her. If she was in the wrong, but apologized, perhaps. Depends on the situation.I clicked on this thread and it took me right to your post.
It is a beta mindset, but I find it's a difficult one to overcome.
If I spend enough time around a woman, I start to develop feelings for her. That is, I care about her well-being.
I think this is part of being a man. It's engrained in our core.
I broke up with my ex, and I'm pretty sure she hates me now, but if she called me tomorrow needing help with something, I'd do it. Not because I want anything in return, but because I'll always care about her. Because of the closeness we shared.