Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
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.
I'm a Christian and seeing a hooker is fundamentally against everything that I believe, when it settled into my system, after the fact, that I saw one. Even if you are not currently a Christian, there are many issues why this is a bad idea, especially if you are not used to casual sex. You are dealing with a stranger that you don't really know anything about, what she is into, and how many men she saw prior to seeing you. The only standards she would have is that you paid her enough money, and it's the same standard for other guys she met before you. You may not see this as gross right now, but trust me, 24 hours or so after the encounter, all of that will settle in when you think back and ask yourself what you just did and whether you can live with yourself or not, or get a panic, it really depends on the type of person you are. In my case, it led to shock of an experience of a demonic invasion the morning after the encounter with the escort.It is part of my eyebrow that is missing, not hair from my head. Some days it's more sparse and noticeable.
I am seriously considering seeing a hooker and am curious why it gave you a panic attack and why you would describe it as demonic?
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.
If your teeth are bad, you should do something about it. Would you rather live out your prime years with crooked teeth, or get them fixed in a year or two and be done with? You might be able to get invisalign too which is much easier than bracesI don't want to get braces or eye surgery. Apart from the eyebrow I think I look okay, some days I even feel pretty good about myself. But women don't feel good about me and I'm sort of clutching at straws as to why. One woman I asked suggested I should get braces if I wanted to be kissed and it got me thinking. I've messaged plenty of people on POF and Tinder who look like they would appreciate my time. Never get a date.
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.
Then you post this:I am not attractive. I have a baby face and a scar on my eyebrow where the hair is missing that makes me look asymmetric. As well as glasses and crooked teeth.
The women I pursue have all rejected me so far and I get the feeling they don't have to think very hard about saying "No". I've had comments like "there is no comparison between you and my boyfriend", "you are ugly", "there's something wrong with that guy's face"
I don't want to get braces or eye surgery. Apart from the eyebrow I think I look okay, some days I even feel pretty good about myself.
You're bytching about your looks, and then you're saying that your looks are okay when you get suggestions on how to fix it all.All seems a bit vain. There's nothing wrong with me that I wouldn't overlook in a woman.