"Nervous Around Beautiful Women? There's a Rule for That"
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Breaking up with your BPD girlfriend simulator
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"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
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.
Mr. Kalikoat
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I've been with a BPD woman, had a relationship with her for 2 years. She was paranoid as f*ck and was constantly scared that I'd cheat on her. I never cheated on her, in fact I was the most loyal beta dog back then you can think of. But lo ad behold, she did cheat on me. The moment I found out, I ditched her ass. She then begged me to give her a 2nd chance. I was stupid enough to consider it, but just considering wasn't enough for her, I needed to commit right away, but that didn't happen, so she flipped a b*tch at me, started screaming, yelling, trying to get under my skin, tear me apart emotionally by telling me details about her affairs, stuff I didn't want to hear at all. I told her to get the f*ck out of my house, but she wouldn't. Instead she started throwing with my stuff, after which I had to use force to get her out of my house.
Edit: Oh, I forgot to say, that before all that happened, she actually tried to blame me for her cheating. Can you f*cking believe that? What a c*nt.