"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"

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.

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Ending it...2

BADA-BING

Don Juan
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Hey guys, I recently posted about a breakup i went through.

Now I'm at the point where we have cut off contact with each other, no phone talking in over a week and so on. But the problem is that i find myself checking her myspace page or just seeing if she is online for no reason. I worry about her when she isn't home. I wake up in the middle of the night and can't sleep. I wake up early and do whatever i can to stay busy but it doesn't seem to help. I keep dwelling and obsessing over her.

My "oneitis" is raging hardcore. AFC behavior is coming to the surface.

She moved right down the street from me into an apartment and i find myself driving by to "just see". Not that I'm a stalker or anything but thats just an example of my stupid behavior as of late.

I am going out, and i have met new people. But all that only lasts until 1-2 in the morning then my mind is back to her.

I keep holding onto that small morsel of hope that we will get back together. Yet I know that it has faded into almost nothing, and i still hold on. She treated me like an idiot for while, and now im sitting here thinking i am an idiot because I love her so much.

How do i stop obsessing?? I have to do something this isn't healthy. Should i delete her myspace and messenger accounts?

Thanks ahead for input.
 

"I just moved here from Florida."

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.

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