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.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
How does he even know the kid belongs to the supposed military rapist guy? How many other unanswered questions are there that will eventually drive him crazy?Scormus said:If you were spinning plates you would be able to next this hoe much more easily.
The only way I would even consider staying with her is if she got rid of the kid. No way I am dealing with that kid. If she was raped she should want to abort it.fizzlestyx said:I don't know anyone in her chain of command, so all my information comes from her. Supposedly she reported this as rape at some point, and he is facing court martial for this and other incidents. She says the military ordered a paternity test and that he is definitely the father.
I'm busy with work and school but it wouldn't be impossible to find someone else. I'm not sobbing into her voicemail or anything, and i have few illusions about her maturity or trustworthiness. Given her history i never really did. But like i said we got close and i want to at least talk before i completely move on
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.
No abortion? Then you are gone. Don't you dare even think about being involved with that kid.fizzlestyx said:She was about 5 weeks pregnant when she found out. She said she was on her way to the abortion clinic and couldn't go through with it - she'd done some research and was too freaked out by the progress the embryo had already made. Refer to post title...
Then again, that was before she told me and I let her know I wouldn't be a part of that. It's been a few days and she already spent one night in the hospital, so maybe she changed her mind.
So he should beat the crap out of the guy, so he can get arrested and go to prison for assault, all because of a womans word? Let me know how that turns out for you. You are a white knight.Weezzyy said:Your women says she got raped by another man and you want to be supportive??? Leave that supportive sh1t for her friends, what you should have done was beat the sh1t out of the other guy for doing something like that to the women you love, unless you actually don't care about her and make her move away from you instead of protecting her and her dignity.. I don't understand people anymore..
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.
Have you seen any PROOF of this military paternity test or just what she says? There should be some paperwork that she will be happy to show you.fizzlestyx said:As I said, she claims that the military performed a paternity test which concluded he is the father. I passed judgment before I asked about the timeline of her official report, but after she left I realized that implied a serious investigation. I don't have the actual paperwork but this is more ambiguous than I'd first realized. I didn't ask his name; it wouldn't have meant anything to me after she told me she didn't know where to find him.
I'm certain she wasn't lying about the paternity test. She would have had every reason to make me believe it's mine.
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.
Good!fizzlestyx said:Right now she won't even talk to me, much less come over and show me a stack of paperwork.
Why would you even want to date a military chic? They turn me off more than fat lesbians. They are men with a p/ssy, not feminine at all. I wish the OP would just wash his hands of this chic, but he is a slave to her p/ssy.PairPlusRoyalFlush said:Dont trust women in the military.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.