You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
I will post the rest of the posts tomorrow and the TLDR, sorry.i could not find the promised TLDR jfl
Really manipulative women or outright cluster Bs sense what you're like while getting to know you, and then say things like "I can't believe how slutty women are!" or "I could never cheat, I hate cheating!" and so on, what gives this away as manipulation in retrospect is how flagrantly suggestive their statements are to you. It's virtue signaling/"snowflaking".Very good catch. She was a pathological liar and so manipulative that it would not surprise me. She may have acted inexperienced as well.
The way she quickly and flagrantly boasts about being a snowflake and how bad other people are, is what gives it away, not holding the value itself. It's the same as when they boastfully proclaim and insist that they are not promiscuous, and aggressively accuse other women of being so.To me its not so much she said that. A lot of women boast of not tolerating cheating. Its the first instance of the lie that OP put up with cluster B? Might be a reach if she says this.
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.
*Lovebombing*The way she quickly and flagrantly boasts about being a snowflake and how bad other people are, is what gives it away, not holding the value itself. It's the same as when they boastfully proclaim and insist that they are not promiscuous, and aggressively accuse other women of being so.
- Skewed sense of boundaries
- Calculated snowflaking/virtue signaling
- Lovebombing
She checks all three.
It rhymes with Kinder.AttackFormation said:By the way, which online dating platform was it?
Thanks! Your comment is much appreciated. Although the second half (to be published) I was so tired writing it that the quality might have slightly dipped.Dude this sh!t is mesmerizing...you should write books. People would buy them.
Thanks for sharing your story brother. Yep, a pathological liar like mine. It is like an addiction to her. She would lie about the most mundane everyday items. She even lied to me about lying to my face. "Me? I never said that..." even though she would have said it a couple of minutes prior..or she goes "well, I did not mean it in this way" to cover the lie. And her favorite answer is "I don't know".Holy sh!t! That was a ride!
You provided a lot of info and insight. Thanks AttackFormation. Cluster B type personality, now that is a new term for me.Really manipulative women or outright cluster Bs sense what you're like while getting to know you, and then say things like "I can't believe how slutty women are!" or "I could never cheat, I hate cheating!" and so on, what gives this away as manipulation in retrospect is how flagrantly suggestive their statements are to you. It's virtue signaling/"snowflaking".
Like one great philosopher inspired me to write:This OP wreaks of beta and modern cuckholdry ideology. Just saying
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Hence the existence of this whole threadWrite down all the bad qualities of her, how she made you feel and how horrible she acted. This is so important. Write it down and read it now and then. Keep reminding yourself of it.
You're kidding dude. This woman is a solklar cluster B and you are telling him she was honest about marriage? lol.If this was an "Eastern European" woman, she was very serious about the marriage question.
It is a typical response, by your quotes, and she was very serious.
You lost her when you hesitated, whether as a future wife, LTR or FWB
You passed all her tests, and almost made a few errors, but recovered... and hesitated.
She was no wifey material. Trust me on this one brother. I will publish the rest tomorrow.If this was an "Eastern European" woman, she was very serious about the marriage question.
It is a typical response, by your quotes, and she was very serious.
You lost her when you hesitated, whether as a future wife, LTR or FWB
You passed all her tests, and almost made a few errors, but recovered... and hesitated.
I a pretty sure she was honest about getting married for the first three years. What she wasn't honest about was all the rest, lolYou're kidding dude. This woman is a solklar cluster B and you are telling him she was honest about marriage? lol.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Yea but like you said she was not honest about being a good wife, to say the least.I a pretty sure she was honest about getting married for the first three years. What she wasn't honest about was all the rest, lol
A;though the "marriage ultimatum" was just a ruse to break with me as she knew I would say no.
The b*tch even told me once, after we broke up, "the way I get rid of unwanted men is to ask them to marry me" talking about her exes. Dumbass.
Fcuk she disgusts me brother....but somehow, sometimes, I still miss that b*tch. Rather I still miss who she was pretending to be.Yea but like you said she was not honest about being a good wife, to say the least.
And yeah there you go lol.
Because when one says yes, I will stay with him"the way I get rid of unwanted men is to ask them to marry me"
I asked her the exact same thing. "What happens if the guy you want to get rid of says yes?"Because when one says yes, I will stay with him
no u just miss the sexxxzxzxzxzxzxzxzxzxzxFcuk she disgusts me brother....but somehow, sometimes, I still miss that b*tch. Rather I still miss who she was pretending to be.
How would I have loved for that imaginary girl that she custom tailored to my fantasies to exist for real.
This is the women I fell in love with.
But alas, she was just an image, an unauthentic reproduction of my desires, and this is a crushing fact to reconcile with.
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.