B0redandl0nely
Senior Don Juan
Does she really mean that or is it just an excuse to dump me?
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
I already said "hit me up if you change ur mind.' I wish I would have said what you said.You're basically. Dumped. It doesn't really matter.
"Yeah I agree and feel the same way. I think I need to go a different direction relationship wise also. Take care hun".
That should be your response, regardless.
The problem with that is you gave her all control of the situation.I already said "hit me up if you change ur mind.' I wish I would have said what you 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.
Well I guess it's too late for that. Right?The problem with that is you gave her all control of the situation.
IMO, it's best to make her think there is another factor, wondering how you are actually ok with it and it leaves her head spinning. It also keeps you in control of yourself. She can't just change her mind next week and you'll be there waiting. It sounds like you ALREADY replaced her and she didn't know it or see it coming. Women hate that......and they normally come back around.
So there's nothing I can do and she deff won't hit me up right?Keep in under your hat for when the next women starts to bring up "the talk" and you'll see the difference.
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.
Who knows what she will do....shes a woman lol.So there's nothing I can do and she deff won't hit me up right?
Irrelevant. Its one of about 5 or 6 excuse du jour's women give when they lose interest in a guy.Does she really mean that or is it just an excuse to dump me?
How the **** do you know there's another guy?Irrelevant. Its one of about 5 or 6 excuse du jour's women give when they lose interest in a guy.
My favorite thing to say to this in reply "Thats a good thing. Ive always believed when two people agree on everything one of them is not needed"
And then ler her respond if ahe chooses to and go from there...and if nothing from her end then go NC and delete her number.
99% of the time this is a "some guy has surfaced that I'm more interested in" line
Because when its not you there is ALWAYS another guy.How the **** do you know there's another guy?
That's not bad at all. The problem is that you attach too much significance to being liked by this girl. You care too much. I get the impression that you are not that happy being single, which will always put a lot of pressure on your relationships.I already said "hit me up if you change ur mind.' I wish I would have said what you said.
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.
I'm gonna ask herBecause when its not you there is ALWAYS another guy.
You don't take good advise very well.I'm gonna ask her
what does it matter if I can't get her back?You don't take good advise very well.
Ask her and it will start a fight and she will never admit it anyways.
Do not contact her.
Seriously? You want to make yourself look that lame? She isnt going to give you a straight answer anyway.I'm gonna ask her
you'eSeriously? You want to make yourself look that lame? She isnt going to give you a straight answer anyway.
But if you want to give her and her friends great laughing material when they get together then go for it...
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.