Yeah, I've been to therapy.Have you been to therapy? Cause with that mindset you'll never gonna have a chick in your life
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.
Yeah, I've been to therapy.Have you been to therapy? Cause with that mindset you'll never gonna have a chick in your life
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
The irony of him not wanting to humiliate himself, but consistently posts in here humiliating himself.Yes, he has. Please don't remind him of that failure. Last time he filled ten pages with whining. Don't feed the pinguin.
I think you hit the nail on the head. I’m impressed by your assessmentActually, I don't think that's ironic. He can be himself on this forum, hiding behind his anonymity, so he can test out how he will be perceived and not be personally humiliated.
He's anxious about being humiliated in public by people he might see again (and again). Some social anxiety is acceptable, but he shows a disproportionate fear of failure and the consequences, so his 'risk management' is totally unable to decide whether a risk is real or imaginary. Plus he has severe coping mechanisms to avoid risk at all, which paralyse him socially. And he's lazy and wants shortcuts to get rid of his social awkwardness, without understanding that he has to walk the path to get to the destination.
A lost cause, really. I agree that he needs therapy, but I think he needs the right therapist.
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OP actually has a great deal of energy and resolve... He just devotes it desperately manufacturing rationalizations for NOT adopting more adaptive beliefs and behaviorsAnd he's lazy and wants shortcuts to get rid of his social awkwardness, without understanding that he has to walk the path to get to the destination.
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.
just looked her up. Found a LinkedIn. She still has her good looks (and is a Certified Medical Assistant)
What I'm about to say isn't an excuse, merely a fact.Invite her out for coffee then, GM, and begin your seduction. Having someone with access to an RX pad in one's social orbit is always a benefit
You've still been presented with an opportunity to practice approaching, hombre.... PM her on Facebook with a message like: "Yo, honey. Next time your in town, contact me. We'll grab coffee"What I'm about to say isn't an excuse, merely a fact.
I live too far (And no, I don't mean 2 hour drive; I mean a several hour plane ride)
Stop training GM to be a simp.You've still been presented with an opportunity to practice approaching, hombre.... PM her on Facebook with a message like: "Yo, honey. Next time your in town, contact me. We'll grab coffee"
Limiting beliefs are flatlining your prospects for success, faster than whatever Johnny Depp gave River Phoenix, that fateful night at The Viper Room
https://www.sosuave.net/forum/threads/cringe-lunch-or-personal-social-experiment.281356/Stop training GM to be a simp.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Folks say Elon Musk could become the world's first trillionaire (USD) if his robotaxis actually work - but I think anyone that truly cracked the pheromone code would become a multi-trillionaire.In the past, I would use pheromone. If you spray the right pheromone then it should attract women your way. You need to see women as your subjects who you are doing experiments on to see how they react to various pheromones. When women are part of your experiment, they are in your frame, they are under you because you are the man with the scientific white lab coat and you are trying out various sprays on them to see how they react to that.
However, I stopped using them since 2014 for personal reasons.
At least you had folks that went to your high school that you could dance with!Only getting one pity dance at the high school dance was humiliating. I never should have gone.
I don't even want to elaborate on the humiliation at the college football games and the holiday party (the story is worse)
I was about to post about a movie that was about a lad who had this problem, but along the way, I came across this.I'm curious too. Like did he wet himself?
I guess they never learned from their light bulb changing endeavors.I was about to post about a movie that was about a lad who had this problem, but along the way, I came across this.
.Polish tourist killed by urinating on 750-volt electric railway line
Electrocuted: A 41-year-old man died after being hit with 750 volts at Vauxhall Stationwww.standard.co.uk
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 don't live anywhere close to Toronto... It's thus improbable to infer that you've been patronizing ExoticaDo you know how that $ 100 was in my wallet?
I do not patronize anyone. I'm listening subscribing to this teen Christian lady:You don't live anywhere close to Toronto... It's thus improbable to infer that you've been patronizing Exoticalately. Which does tend to leave a few spare bucks in a fellas pocket
Cool. Let us know how it goes.Talk about Social Events. I'm attending my cousin's Wedding on Sunday.
Hope I meet someone there too. Hey, I'm doing this for your @GoodMan32. If you are not going to do something (or have the opportunity to get out there), then I am. Hope this goes somewhere, in terms of meeting someone, rather then niceties and stuffing my guts with food and jetting out of there when it comes dance time.
Hope springs eternal. Maker Of Life willing, the pattern will continue, and by this time next week:I'm not fapping, looking at porn, or any lewd youtube video
Her videos work.Hope springs eternal. Maker Of Life willing, the pattern will continue, and by this time next week:
-The Zodiac Killer will finally be apprehended
-Russia's invasion of Ukraine will end
-Sports Illustrated and Victoria's Secret will leave the obese and trans models back in the late 10s where they belong
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.