FratAndDiddy
Senior Don Juan
and may i ask why not?
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
Originally posted by birty
Then why are you still here?
It almost angers me that you think you are the only person here who has felt these feelings.
Ok, I'm gonna follow-up again, because you still don't get it. People expected from you to do at least something, whatever, just anything.What did people expect me to do?
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.
you're sitting on your azz just waiting to hit absolute rock bottom. you're waiting for someone to rescue you from your misery. you're waiting to lose everything.Sooner or later I'll just stop doing anytthing, stop going to work, stop eating altogether. Whatever. At that point someone will have to come looking for me and maybe I'll be forced into hospitolization and MAYBE some kind of treatment might start for me then. But I don't think it will really solve anything. They might give me something to keep me from doing something so self destructive again. I don't think you could ever really function normally in society after that, though.
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.
BTW, I have made lots of progress since I joined this board, Mr Brooklyn...I just have not had a long-term girlfriend since.Originally posted by mrbrooklyn
mahon83050
Dude you have been on this board since 2000 and have well over 1500 post. How are you still battling fear of approach/rejection? Does this site help you out or do you use it as a avenue to vent your frustration. Why don't you try to do a workshop or something? The guys that run workshops force you to get out of your comfort zone. That is the biggest problem with most people on this board. We shouldn't use sosouve as a crutch, we should use it as a spring board to success.
Everyone I ever went to school with, from kindergarden through high school. Everyone who pretended I was invisilbe in collage and grad school.Originally posted by WestCoaster
1. Who told you that you werent' as good as others?
Why is any opionion valid or invalid?2. Why is their opinion valid?
3. Why did you allow these people to have this power over you?
The evidence to me is my life the way it is now.I couldn;t have forced people to be nice to me, or include me in things.
4. If you put this in your own mind, what evidence do you have that you're not as good as others?
Get back to me, please.
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.
Don't you think it's strange that you can focus on something that happened 10+ years ago, from children (who were probably so insecure they just went along with the crowd), and let it affect you, but you can't take note of any of the advice being given to you here by adults who have experienced and overcome the same thing?Everyone I ever went to school with, from kindergarden through high school. Everyone who pretended I was invisilbe in collage and grad school.
You are obviously the source of that dread!! Get over it and embrace humanity for what it is/ what we are!!Originally posted by chancer357
What does a normal person do in a day where they interact with people and not dread every second of it?
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.