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.
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.
Nope, i'd expect her to do the moving.cognac said:Would ya move to a different state to be closer to a girl you were getting with?
Nah.cognac said:Would ya move to a different state to be closer to a girl you were getting with?
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.
No.cognac said:Would ya move to a different state to be closer to a girl you were getting with?
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.
But you grew from the experience and became a stronger man, right?Julius_Seizeher said:Three months after getting to Columbus, she dumps me and so began the loneliest, most miserable time of my life. I didn't know anybody there, and I had to move into a sh!thole apartment with a floor that crawled.
The moral of the story is, DON'T DO IT.
speed dawg said:This is about the most universal type answer you'll ever get in the love game: An astounding NO.
Only time I would ever even CONSIDER moving for a woman was if it was my wife, and it was a SUBSTANTIAL pay increase for her (as in, can't turn down money), as well as just a straight peachy move for me as well. I've known a few people who have done this.