She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
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.
gasoline said:I can not even ask a woman for the time on the street![]()
for example, if i go out and ask 60 girls for the time in this month, will this reduce my anxiety at all?grow some balls and ask for the time.
come on, what the hell are you looking for?
the longer you sit on your ass and read books, the longer you wait until you achieve success. just go out and start asking for the time!!!!
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.
You have to build up to it. Practice just saying "hi" as you pass people. If there is one of those walking/biking trails, practice on one of those as the people tend to be friendlier there than on the street.
As you pass people try to look them in the face, if not the eye and just say "hi". It will get easier the more you do it. Try to get yourself in a good mood, think about things that truly make you happy. Smiling and saying "hi" you'd be surprised at how many people will be friendly back.
Once you get comfortable with that, start varying it "hi", "hello", "how's it going", "nice day", "good morning"
If you absolutely can't get over your fear than you might want to ask your doctor. There are anti-anxiety drugs. Just be mindful that you don't want to want to depend on them. Just enough to get you over the hump.
I wish it to happenAs you get comfortable looking at other people and saying something try to make small talk with those you have to interact with, like sales cashiers.
yes man I think it will reduce my anxiety alot when i do it with a wingfor what it's worth, I had to take a pickup bootcamp to start doing daygame, so I'm not trying to be a dikc. But there's no magic bullet here. You gotta do them. Find a wing and get him to push you.
I even have a fear of looking nervousBe very nervous. It's very difficult to talk to a woman.
What they have between their legs is the most amazing thing in the world that people kill for.
it's not as easy as you say because in our country you have lots of fears when you approch a girl for the sake of picking her upMooseGod said:DJ11, that reminds me of a toast my bud used to make... "Here's to panties...not the best thing in the world, but damn close to it."
Seriously though, pvssy is pvssy. Are you ever nervous after you poked a chick? Hell no, you want her to shut her trap and let you get on with your day.
Don't expect an outcome. Don't tell yourself "I've got to talk to this chick and get her number or I'm a failure." Because you will fail.
Just learn to bullsh!t with people. Not bullsh!t as in being fake or trying to pull something on them, but just learn how to carry on a conversation with strangers. You'll find that some people you click with, and some you don't. And guess what, as crazy as they may be, women are people too.
Once you get to that point, you can walk up to a girl and make some sort of relevant comment about damn near anything, and if she seems receptive, roll with it. If not, forget it.
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.
Oops, just noticed you're in Iran...I have no idea in that case...gasoline said:it's not as easy as you say because in our country you have lots of fears when you approch a girl for the sake of picking her up
i mean fvcking c0ckblockers and fvckin cops and many other![]()
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.