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.
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.
8 months. I was shocked when she told me she was bi-polar. I never would have suspected it. She told me a couple of weeks ago when I asked her what all her pills were for.How far a long into the relationship are you?
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.
Be careful my friend. You know the drill. This is serious stuff.Desdinova said:She told me she was diagnosed Bi-polar, but she faithfully takes her pills every single day. Every fvcking woman should be on that 5hit.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
SecondHalf said:Ran from one of those, takes some SSRI and Lithium.
Wasn't ready to date nutty after just surviving a 14 year marriage with a cluster B.
Turned her into a FB.
Now I service her between her two month victims.
It works.
I have a friend who had that happen to him. He had no clue she was bipolar until right after they got married. She stopped taking her meds, went batshît, and threatened him at gunpoint.Espi said:I'm no expert on bipolar disorder, but a family member of mine was involved in a long-term relationship, and his bi-polar GF, for whatever reason, would stop taking her meds, and her depression would quicken to the point that she wouldn't get out of bed.
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.
cordoncordon said:I'm confused. In another thread you wrote this yesterday:
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I've found mine, and we're getting divorced. The worst part about the whole thing is I found mine AFTER I joined this forum and had been posting regularly.
Being with the wrong woman TWICE is enough for me.
And now you are saying you are with a bipolar woman WHILE you are getting divorced for the second time to another woman? Some of you guys just love the drama don't you? I don't get it.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.