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.
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.
Desdinova said:Feeling like crap. I need you guys to tell me I'm not crazy for breaking up with my hot GF. She wanted to attend a fetish. arty with a single male friend.
Good reason?
I've been keeping my radar on alert. I expect anything related to sex to be kept inside the relationship. She told me it was just "socializing". That's exactly what my ex-wife called it when she was screwing around.Did she just spring this ho sh!t out of nowhere or could you see it coming, at least in hindsight?
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.
I don't see any situation where this would be alright, unless the friend was gay and/or VERY beta. I mean Fogle type terrible. Even then it's weird and not something girfriend/wife material would do.Desdinova said:She wanted to attend a fetish party with a single male friend.
That's not at all what it is. It's where people dress up in leather, bondage, corsets, lingerie, and go to a bar. IMO, that 5hit should remain in the bedroom when you're in a LTR. It shouldn't be put on public display.zekko said:Just for clarification, when you say "fetish party", are you talking about those parties where they get together and sell sex products like maybe some vibrators, fuzzy handcuffs, and riding crops or whatever?
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.
...and she's going with her guy "friend" rather than you? Very audacious.Desdinova said:That's not at all what it is. It's where people dress up in leather, bondage, corsets, lingerie, and go to a bar. IMO, that 5hit should remain in the bedroom when you're in a LTR. It shouldn't be put on public display.
Directly from the website:Desdinova said:For those interested, here's a link to the event's website. Note that you cannot dress casually:
http://www.theball.ca/theball/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=3&Itemid=3
The basic rule is:
"What Happens at the Ball; Stays at the Ball"
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.
She kept insisting that it was just to socialize. The thing is, whenever I want to go out and socialize, I don't dress myself up for getting laid.Mauser96 said:What was her response after the breakup?
how nice?After “The Ball” Is Over
Everyone is warmly encouraged to make personal arrangements for after “The Ball”.
One good approach is to rent a room at the hotel. Rooms are convenient and affordable at the Osborne Village Inn but remember to book early as the hotel often fills quite quickly on “The Ball” nights.
Having a room at the hotel means that if you get lucky, or just party hard and need to rest for a moment or two, comfort is at hand.
Why didn't she invite you? That's why you dumped the b!tch. Instead of inviting you, she goes with another guy? You did the right thing no doubt.Desdinova said:That's not at all what it is. It's where people dress up in leather, bondage, corsets, lingerie, and go to a bar. IMO, that 5hit should remain in the bedroom when you're in a LTR. It shouldn't be put on public display.
Could there possibly be a better reason?? Please tell me this is a rhetorical question!Desdinova said:Feeling like crap. I need you guys to tell me I'm not crazy for breaking up with my hot GF. She wanted to attend a fetish party with a single male friend.
Good reason?
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.