That's cause there's no difference between the two.Originally posted by Jariel
I can't distinguish between women who genuinely respect me and women who just want me as their trophy, and I don't know how to stop it from happening.
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.
That's cause there's no difference between the two.Originally posted by Jariel
I can't distinguish between women who genuinely respect me and women who just want me as their trophy, and I don't know how to stop it from happening.
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.
And what about hot girls with "ugly" BF's?Originally posted by Sazuki
In the highstatusmale ebook he talks about how he think that women value showing off their man to other people more than sex.
jariel, that sounds interesting. I wonder if girls treat all good looking guys the same?Originally posted by Jariel
I've started to see another pattern lately. It's fair to say i have a lot going for me, but I am a very modest guy. Whenever I meet a girl who is interested, it nearly always starts with them placing me on a pedestal, supplicating to me and apologising for the slightest thing.
However, I always try to humble myself and play down my qualities to make them feel more comfortable. Then before I realise what's happening, there's a role reversal. I've humbled myself too much and I'm putting her on the pedestal.
Lesson: I need to stay on the damn pedestal!![]()
*clap*However, I always try to humble myself and play down my qualities to make them feel more comfortable. Then before I realise what's happening, there's a role reversal. I've humbled myself too much and I'm putting her on the pedestal.
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.