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.
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.
PairPlusRoyalFlush said:There's a term for this, Histrionic/Borderline Personality Disorder.
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.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Yup always always go NC. If and when she fu(ks up she is dead to you no matter what she says or does afterwards, it is just not worth the trouble, just go on a huge self improvement session for a few months/years.Greasy Pig said:Update:
This is genius. In the past two days after two weeks of NC she has sent me two texts and two emails.
The last text ended with: "Please reply. I miss you."
I want to say: "Well you should've thought of that before being a slvt" but I realise now that going full NC immediately moves all the aces to your deck.
She always tried to maintain an air of cool calmness but now I can see that the hamster in her head is truly running amok and driving her insane.
My best mate's record is not replying to 13 texts from one girl over a month.
Her last text was: "Please just reply so I know you're not dead".... But he still didn't. Kudos to that muthafvcka.
So the upshot of it all is that NC works, even on the most seemingly unaffected of women.