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.
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.
What do you mean? People have a hard time changing their mindset let alone truly change their identity.Tomatoes said:
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.
I went through something similar to that. It's like I've had an identity crisis all of my life anyway, so changing my name wouldn't be that big of a deal. I can already relate to getting used to the new name.
That's actually pretty cool
Desdinova said:I went through something similar to that. It's like I've had an identity crisis all of my life anyway, so changing my name wouldn't be that big of a deal. I can already relate to getting used to the new name.
That's actually pretty cool
I'm not doing it to change the way people think of me. I already know that many people don't like change and refuse to accept it. In fact, I'd choose not to tell a few people about the change.
Someone knows I admire Gene Simmons
). One of the ways that I'm looking at the whole thing: My parents are no longer the ones who raised me. I've ditched most of the things that they taught me by lesson and example. If I'm the one who developed my own morals, viewpoints, and made the major impacts to my own life, I should choose my own name. My birth name is quite flawed (much like my upbringing), and I almost feel the need to fix it.Wow, Much respect to you Desdinova!Desdinova said:Someone knows I admire Gene Simmons
Tomatoes, there are quite a few reasons for me wanting to change my name (and none of it has to do with running from the law
Although this is not the only reason, it makes up a fair chunk of it.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
For someone like you, suicide is a better path. Changing your name just won't do.Helter Skelter said:I've been thinking of changing my name.
It was bad enough having the last name of Skelter, but when my parents decided to name me Helter, what the hell were they thinking?
What kind of a name is that?
Everybody in school made fun of me. They use to cut themselves and write my name in blood on the bathroom walls.
Actually, I was thinking of killing you:yes:sifer said:
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.
Dude? You're Smedley Wank? You got me the fifty bucks I loaned you at that strip joint in Pasadena? PM me.Scrumtulescence said:
HAHAHA that's one of the funniest posts I've read on this board.youknowtherest said:
Helter Skelter said:I've been thinking of changing my name.
It was bad enough having the last name of Skelter, but when my parents decided to name me Helter, what the hell were they thinking?
What kind of a name is that?
Everybody in school made fun of me. They use to cut themselves and write my name in blood on the bathroom walls.
youknowtherest said:
At least you have a nameTomatoes said:
.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.