Well I'm not the one who don't have the mental strength to say no to drugs, alcohol and laziness.
Low mental strength = generally low IQ
"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
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.
I hate living in a halfway house
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Low mental strength = generally low IQ
"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
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.
So @Trez , when r we going to see some improvements in you?
Go take up some trade like carpentry or electrical wiring, it's just an easy 6 months course.
You're been here for years and being in a shiethole for so long brings shame to Sosuave, it means you're learned nothing from us and that ultimately means we failed you.
Go take up some trade like carpentry or electrical wiring, it's just an easy 6 months course.
You're been here for years and being in a shiethole for so long brings shame to Sosuave, it means you're learned nothing from us and that ultimately means we failed you.
I completely agree @Trez. The halfway house was your issue back in 2018.
Instead of creating multiple differently named accounts over the years and treating this Forum like it’s only a place to shoot the sh|t, gripe, insult others, and get banned, try being more openly forthcoming about yourself and your life problems. This is a Forum with a large members life issues knowledge base that can help improve mens lives, but you have to want to.…
Instead of creating multiple differently named accounts over the years and treating this Forum like it’s only a place to shoot the sh|t, gripe, insult others, and get banned, try being more openly forthcoming about yourself and your life problems. This is a Forum with a large members life issues knowledge base that can help improve mens lives, but you have to want to.…
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The solution is to work toward getting on your feet and staying out of halfway houses. You can do it. You will do it.
Sometimes it gets to point where, like tonight, this fat slob mother fvcker is loud a lot when I'm trying to sleep if it's not the TV is his mouth. Now he works at the grocery store. Part time so he doesn't work regular hours. This fat piece of sh1t you should see what he eats, absolutely disgusting. I don't even like sugar at all. I never eat candy, or sweets because they're gross. He is a heinous excuse for a human being and a pray to God the we never get socialized healthcare in this countries because pieces of sh1t like him deserve to get diabetes so badly that he gets his feet apputated.
Tonight I'm laying here trying to go to sleep and I hear his loud @ss mouth and now I'm thinking man I wish I come find tomorrow to find out he got hit by a cement truck and if that does happen I have to say something like "omg really? That's terrible" because people will think I'm weird or disturbed if I literally don't give a fvck because I wouldn't. Then I start thinking about how it would be like if I get a baseball bat and wait till he goes to bed, about 1.5 hours and just beat his head in. Or how I would love to shoot him in the face. I wouldn't do something like that because I would obviously get caught. But man I think about doing stuff like this. I play it through my head and imagine basically if I was to do something like that what would it feel like.
Do you guys ever think and imagine about doing this to people? If I could get away with it I would be completely comfortable with doing this to him. But it's not worth it so I just try not to entertain the impulse. I think I might have anger problems. There's other people too that I really don't like. Like that black kid who got beaten and stabbed for assaulting that girl, I'm glad that happened ty to him, he got what was coming to him, not even because he assaulted the girl, I don't know her so it doesn't illicit emotions from me, but I hate that guy before all that, and a couple weeks before he got beaten and stabbed up, I said in my head "the mother fvcker will get what's coming to him one day" and when this guy I knew told me what happened, I literally said "good he deserved that". He disrespected me one time, and to be honest the night before I got off yung street, I had a bit to drink and I was looking for him, I know where he slept, I had steel toes on, I was going to kick him as hard as I could in the head. I went to where he sleeps, I looked for him he said wasn't there, I left for 1.5 hours, came back still not there, did the same thing one more time, i couldn't find him, so I let it go.
I swear to God. I just went out there and calmly and extremely sternly said something and at I'm telling you, I really can't fvck this up. I'm on track to make more money than any of these idiots in this house. But I swear to God, I'm starting to imagine hurting this guy.
Tonight I'm laying here trying to go to sleep and I hear his loud @ss mouth and now I'm thinking man I wish I come find tomorrow to find out he got hit by a cement truck and if that does happen I have to say something like "omg really? That's terrible" because people will think I'm weird or disturbed if I literally don't give a fvck because I wouldn't. Then I start thinking about how it would be like if I get a baseball bat and wait till he goes to bed, about 1.5 hours and just beat his head in. Or how I would love to shoot him in the face. I wouldn't do something like that because I would obviously get caught. But man I think about doing stuff like this. I play it through my head and imagine basically if I was to do something like that what would it feel like.
Do you guys ever think and imagine about doing this to people? If I could get away with it I would be completely comfortable with doing this to him. But it's not worth it so I just try not to entertain the impulse. I think I might have anger problems. There's other people too that I really don't like. Like that black kid who got beaten and stabbed for assaulting that girl, I'm glad that happened ty to him, he got what was coming to him, not even because he assaulted the girl, I don't know her so it doesn't illicit emotions from me, but I hate that guy before all that, and a couple weeks before he got beaten and stabbed up, I said in my head "the mother fvcker will get what's coming to him one day" and when this guy I knew told me what happened, I literally said "good he deserved that". He disrespected me one time, and to be honest the night before I got off yung street, I had a bit to drink and I was looking for him, I know where he slept, I had steel toes on, I was going to kick him as hard as I could in the head. I went to where he sleeps, I looked for him he said wasn't there, I left for 1.5 hours, came back still not there, did the same thing one more time, i couldn't find him, so I let it go.
I swear to God. I just went out there and calmly and extremely sternly said something and at I'm telling you, I really can't fvck this up. I'm on track to make more money than any of these idiots in this house. But I swear to God, I'm starting to imagine hurting this guy.
"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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