You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
I have and I hated every single second of them.Originally posted by Robbie
Have you ever gone out to bars or clubs? Don't blame you if you haven't. Just curious.
Yes.Originally posted by SELF-MASTERY
What is wrong with you? Are you ugly?
Why the hell not? It could only help you at this point.Originally posted by chancer357
I don't drink.
One part is that the calories freak me out with my eating disorder. Another, is that I have to drink alot to get drunk. It interferes with other medication. And finally, a history of alcholism runs in my family.Originally posted by Interpol
Why the hell not? It could only help you at this point.
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.
Not gay.Originally posted by BigBrent701
Dont take this the wrong way but, Maybe your gay?
Don't examine the act, just start doing little things that you aren't comfortable with and take it one step at a time. I'm still doing stupid things like not returning eye contact when it comes my way, not talking to people when given the opportunity, especially not initiaiting conversations with women which is the only way I'm going to get more comfortable with it. Again, simply start small and gradually work up to more difficult things because you WILL gain confidence from the little things along the way. I still avoid things that put me way out of my comfort zone, but I will reach that point one day. Shyness is part of me, it's never going to completely go away, why do you think doing these things makes me so irrationally uncomfortable? It isn't me, but it also means I won't get anywhere with women. That's why I have to do this. As I get older it becomes more and more embarrassing to know that I've been avoiding this for such a long time, that and HELL.......I NEED SOME PVSSY! I can't take it anymore, it's literally driving me crazy. I actually thought about getting an escort I want it so bad."I am so sick of feeling like this. It's NEVER gonna change unless I do something about it! That time is now!"
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
I don't know what is so unbelievable for youOriginally posted by Barbillus
I mean seriously... for over one year now dozens of people have been trying to help this guy... but he posts the same hopeless responeses with no improvement.
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.
I have tried.Originally posted by iveyleeger
I'll second the motion to close this thread.
Chancer, you are basically an attention *****. You're playing on people's desires to help you to see how many responses you can get but you don't take *any* of the advice given, do you?
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.