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.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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 would like to hear some more success stores on one of the very rare occasions in which a girl makes the first move and approaches the guy first, initiatesSiragoos said:Girls you've encountered after you took TRP, became a DJ. Perhaps you chased her too much, were too clingy, beta orbiter, friend zoned, etc.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Isn't that the best feeling in the world? Knowing you can walk away from someone you once pedestalized is empowering - it lets you know that you can walk away from anyone.Dgwizdal said:I am proud to say that I look at her no different than any other chick.
Absolutely. It was the apex of my "ahah!" Moment (besides having girls swoon over me at will) and validates everything I've learned and grown to be since finding the truths. I am thankful eternally for the experience and the man I've become because of it.TheCWord said:Isn't that the best feeling in the world? Knowing you can walk away from someone you once pedestalized is empowering - it lets you know that you can walk away from anyone.
I wonder how you scored with herDgwizdal said:Dated a playboy model for 5 years until she dumped me for being a AFC backsliding phaggot. We were damn close to gettin married until i went full beta retard. Haven't talked for about 2 years except for a few random flings when I was oneitised. Now it has been a solid year no contact, I'm banging her friends, am the f*ckin man, and she is coming back around perplexed by my DJness. She is tryin to get more involved in my social circle and I am a bit worried that I'm going to end up banging her and ruining her current relationship with an uber beta so I'm trying to keep her at arms length.
Not gana lie tho - the few encounters we've had she been bringing up the past HARD and trying to reestablish rapport on more than just a friend level. Zero validation, all well wishes, and all plutonic no f*cks given from me.
She is the one who drove me to the redpill and I am proud to say that I look at her no different than any other chick. In fact, it is an amazing experience to realize the difference from the before and after AFCness with the same girl. I can control this b*tch easier than any chick even tho she saw my full blown phaggotry years ago. Origional mission accomplished and now I could care less about having her.
Could care less but I'm assuming pretty good as shes more and more persistent. Her looks are starting to fade so I question her motives besides wanting a piece of the new guy she doesn't know anymore. Regardless, she just another chick that I don't need.JaegerPilot217 said:I wonder how you scored with her
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.
This post essentially gives me the greatest hope in my life. I'm am saving this and reading it over and over till my last breath.Dgwizdal said:Dated a playboy model for 5 years until she dumped me for being a AFC backsliding phaggot. We were damn close to gettin married until i went full beta retard. Haven't talked for about 2 years except for a few random flings when I was oneitised. Now it has been a solid year no contact, I'm banging her friends, am the f*ckin man, and she is coming back around perplexed by my DJness. She is tryin to get more involved in my social circle and I am a bit worried that I'm going to end up banging her and ruining her current relationship with an uber beta so I'm trying to keep her at arms length.
Not gana lie tho - the few encounters we've had she been bringing up the past HARD and trying to reestablish rapport on more than just a friend level. Zero validation, all well wishes, and all plutonic no f*cks given from me.
She is the one who drove me to the redpill and I am proud to say that I look at her no different than any other chick. In fact, it is an amazing experience to realize the difference from the before and after AFCness with the same girl. I can control this b*tch easier than any chick even tho she saw my full blown phaggotry years ago. Origional mission accomplished and now I could care less about having her.
reason why I find it hard to believe is because you said you were an AFC at the time, and the hotter, better looking a girl is, the higher level of game you need in order to pull her, attract herDgwizdal said:Could care less but I'm assuming pretty good as shes more and more persistent. Her looks are starting to fade so I question her motives besides wanting a piece of the new guy she doesn't know anymore. Regardless, she just another chick that I don't need.
Well I guess ill break it down for the hell of it since the office is dead.JaegerPilot217 said:reason why I find it hard to believe is because you said you were an AFC at the time, and the hotter, better looking a girl is, the higher level of game you need in order to pull her, attract her