612_Da_Playa
Don Juan
not only just women but does anything tangible bring happiness? I never hear anyone say that women bring lasting happiness. Like drugs, alcohol, money--a temporary happiness ya know?
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.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
There is no such thing as happiness from without. It's not like a woman comes along and places happiness in your hand and you look at it and go "what do you know? Now I've got some happiness!"KontrollerX said:...if you have happiness from within, a love for yourself and a love for things that are certain and unchanging then you will always be truly happy no matter what happens to you in life.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
This is one of the few thought provoking responses I've read on this site in a long time.reset said:There is no such thing as happiness from without. It's not like a woman comes along and places happiness in your hand and you look at it and go "what do you know? Now I've got some happiness!"
When you feel good around a woman you are allowing yourself to perceive it in such a way that happiness is the end result. But she didn't create it. You created it by deciding that happiness was something you would feel in reference to her. Your thoughts create that feeling.
And that's the entire key. Your thoughts create the feeling of happiness, it's just that we wait for external events to unfold in such a way that we allow ourselves to generate that emotion. We generate it. We go round and round in circles looking for something outside, but the real answer is all over this board if you look for it. It comes from within.
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.
As pook has said, "Happiness is a choice." You chose to let yourself become happy.reset said:And that's the entire key. Your thoughts create the feeling of happiness, it's just that we wait for external events to unfold in such a way that we allow ourselves to generate that emotion. We generate it. We go round and round in circles looking for something outside, but the real answer is all over this board if you look for it. It comes from within.
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.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.