She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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.
Dumbass. Two cyber slaps upside the head for your general pvssyness, and lame a$$ excuses.wutangfinancial said:I have had numerous girls say they want to be physically attracted to me, but they can't do it. They want to be my friends, and want to be in a relationship with me, but a taller, better looking me that arouses them.
who cares what a 90 year old grandma on a dating site thinks?ricorico said:
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.
Well this is good.wutangfinancial said:I dunno. I go out in into the field constantly. I have no approach anxiety anymore. I can ask for a number without caring about the answer. That's more than a lot of guys. But I can't make a girl sexually attracted to me. Again, it might be something in my actions I'm just not aware. In any case, I don't know what else I can do. I kind of want somebody w/a lot of success to watch me and say what I did wrong. I wish this site had a video feature.
For real though, I'm NOT just sitting and feeling sorry for myself, even if my posts on here make it look like that. I'd be willing to video record myself in the field and let the masters tare me to pieces on my technique. No problem. Hows that for cajones?
Your anxiety is getting in the way of showing them your intellect, and your sad state gets in the way of your humor!! There is no way around this unless you take the pressure off of yourself "to get a girl"- it is only leading you to more depression!!! And the cycle continues!wutangfinancial said:Greatest strength? Intellect, ...BTW, my greatest weakness-depression. Anxiety. OCD. .
I can remember when that's happened to me too.wutangfinancial said:yep, even at 65, she still puts looks as her main priority. I get yelled at when I get real with people on here, but reality isn't all warm and mushy. If you're short and unnatractive, it just ain't gonna happen for you.
You cannot hate women for it. Hate your genetics, hate chance, but don't blame women, which is what most guys here do. It's not that women are trying to act too good for you. In a lot of cases, they want to be attracted to you. But you can't force physical attraction. I have had numerous girls say they want to be physically attracted to me, but they can't do it. They want to be my friends, and want to be in a relationship with me, but a taller, better looking me that arouses them.
And that's where this whole nice guys finish last stuff is misguided...being nice isn't a turn off. Being ugly is. Most ugly people are nice. Thus, when labeled a "nice" guy, it's a euphimism for sexually unnattractive. A mean ugly person will have no friends, and no girls.
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.
Like when a woman acts really shy and nervously touches herself when she's close to you because you radiate an aura of sexuality. Igniting her sexuality with your mere presence will excite her. That's something you want to stir in women.Interceptor said:Be the "sexual threat".
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.
So, in spite of your earlier proclamations to the contrary, you are now conceding, as obvious, “Women always prefer the more handsome, masculine man”?SickAgain said:Half of what you're saying is wrong, the other half you're just stating the obvious. I'll break it down by paragraph: 1-O 2-W 3-W 4-W 5-O.
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.