You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
For me it doesn't feel like "much". The calories is around 2200. But if shakes are helping you that's great. One of the gentlemen posted an organic highly absorbing shake product. The price was not much more than traditional shakes.
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.
Nice. Yeah I need about 3200 calories a day to gain weight. My metabolism is ridiculous
"This is all in your mind. Food cannot increase or decrease T that quickly. Over time, yes. Immediately, no.
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.
My erections beg to differ. If I eat certain things or not I will have quality erections or not.
T levels typically have little bearing on erections. It usually is linked to the balance of estrogen and progesterone.
Hey man, that's all that counts. Regardless of science, if what you're doing is helping you out, keep doing it.
Ah so the foods I eat that limit estrogen production might be doing it
Possible...
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.
Well don’t hold back if you have a better theory
Embarrassing really. Girl turned out to be a whale and I parked my boat twice. Then at 2:30am in the morning she got out of bed to go to the patio door and let some guy in who proceeded to **** her face. I interrupted them so I could grab my strewn clothes and the guy was super embarrassed.
Only if she passes the boner test. Otherwise, might as well not waste the time.
This is what I was doing. I don’t know if you ever watched the videos from that old pick up site “Good Looking Loser”. But his whole thing was “don’t be the virgin that only dates 10’s”.
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.
Oh she was a nympho. Which makes it worse tbh
What do you mean?
Well, I don't doubt you've got some social cred and stuff... maybe this is a western broad thing but free lunches will always cost you something in the end.
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.