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.
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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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
It's Genocide. Your early 2000s were much better than mine where I struggled massively. My 20s are a blur and very painful, Because I NEVER carried a credit card balance and was financially honest despite being barely above minimum wage. I Never lived it up in my 20s. 30s and beyond, I lived it up because I could afford to finally. I was horniest in my 20s though. Thems were some torturous times being so ball n' chained to your sexual desire. I was ALWAYS 24/7 thinkin about pvssy. It was constant slavery in the mind, the porn, and thinkin about it all the time. It's why successful 20 year olds will come about, those who can get Po0n early on in life. It certainly can be a boost to start focusing on getting ahead. Of course, it can destroy a man too, but once a man realizes eh, it's not all that, it's really nothing, it's a cycle of life, and not the end all be all, the "Is this all there is???" He grows, in wisdom and mentally & physically into maturity in a short amount of time. These poor boys today are virgin for a Very long time. That's kinda a serious problem for the future. It's sad.
I agree lots of men aren't getting sex. It's true
When I hear a chick use the word "Chad" in conversation to describe a hot guy know she knows, I will spit out my coffee lol.
I'm still fairly young at 30 and I can think back to my early 20s and before and never heard or came across the term incel before.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.