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.
Then take your time and go at her pace. However the days between replies is kind of odd.. so I would actually directly mention this to her jokingly at some point. if she continues this erratic behavior though and you feel like its a roller coaster my suggestion would be to get off the ride.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Thanks, yeah the two prolonged replies weren't a great sign, she doesn't reach out as much as she used to, but I've also pulled back, so who knows what she's thinking. I'm used to being chased so this is a different experience, guess I'll keep the line of communication open and gently pursue and see what happens. Flying by the seat of my pants .
I think she would be a phenomenal catch if she's obtainable. I also realize part of my infatuation over this is probably because she's putting herself out there for me but staying at arms length in the process. The challenge accelerates my desire. When talking about the need to take things slow so she doesn't get overwhelmed, she said "and I don't want to stop you from dating other people because of it". Normally a bad sign but she said it on the 2nd date and is still here. So probably won't be rushing for a title, but did say she doesn't fall fast, but will fall hard.
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.
She's beautiful, smart, successful. Yeah prude but so many great qualities devoid in most women today. I've been out with so many run of the mill sloots over the years, slayed on POF and Tinder, had my fun with women, but so far this girl is the proverbial diamond in the rough that I don't want to slip away if I can help it.
Lol that would be my luck..
Aware me on every red flag of being played then? I doubt it. Not typical of a player. She's not really getting anything from me.
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.
Sucks bro, but that's why you can't pedeastilze a chick especially one you haven't banged.
Bruh......I saw your post about this girl over on the other website (MISC). Cmon man.
I remember your field reports with pictures from some years ago, I was new lurking this forum. Good old days
It was a different era one that I miss....I remember your field reports with pictures from some years ago, I was new lurking this forum. Good old days
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.
We all take L's sometimes bro, it's how we bounce back and learn from them
