lizardking82
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Dec 8, 2016
- Messages
- 1,884
- Reaction score
- 1,546
Do you consider it to be insecurity? Or caring? Or them mixed? Or just the ego saying "he/she's mine, only mine". You were/are jealous sometimes?
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
The magic words to shut down any guy's attempt at hitting on your girl is to lean over and quietly whisper in her ear, "I'm thinking gangbang!"A better approach is to try to set her up with every guy you see.
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.
Jealousy is like cancer.Do you consider it to be insecurity? Or caring? Or them mixed? Or just the ego saying "he/she's mine, only mine". You were/are jealous sometimes?
Brigitte Bardot (famous beauty originally from movie And God Created Woman circa 1958) was discovered by a man about 20 years her senior. He famously could not be made jealous. She tried and tried for years, eventually leaving him. In one of her biographies it described a moment that stayed with me (I read it in 1995). After the divorce they crossed paths outside the judge's office and there was a pause and he kissed her on the cheek.Jealousy is like cancer.
You express it once and it grows. It becomes malignant. it festers. It eats you.
There are certain afflictive emotions which should never be expressed.
Expressing jealously should never be expressed. It will end in a cancerous death.
Not expressing jealousy demonstrates a wonderful sense of self control.
Jealousy will always make you appear low value, while elevating the value of whom you are jealous of.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Great storyBrigitte Bardot (famous beauty originally from movie And God Created Woman circa 1958) was discovered by a man about 20 years her senior. He famously could not be made jealous. She tried and tried for years, eventually leaving him. In one of her biographies it described a moment that stayed with me (I read it in 1995). After the divorce they crossed paths outside the judge's office and there was a pause and he kissed her on the cheek.
![]()
It's the textbook example of how the man who discovered one of the most beautiful women of all time handled her. He only expressed love, never weakness. She could never make him acknowledge that he felt inferior to another man. Meanwhile, nothing could ever make him stop loving her.@bigneil and @mrgoodstuff why is this such a great story?
It was awesome she knew his stregth and kept attacking it. She realized she couldn't weaken him in that way and bailed out. He still was not made to be jealous because he KNOWS HIS WORTHIt's the textbook example of how the man who discovered one of the most beautiful women of all time handled her. He only expressed love, never weakness. She could never make him acknowledge that he felt inferior to another man. Meanwhile, nothing could ever make him stop loving her.
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.
Is this post true ? The woman part ?From an evolutionary point of view, jealousy is nothing but dread.
The fear of losing out on a source which can pass off your genes
It works differently on men and women.
For a woman, dread gives her tingles.
A man who is preselected and having sex with lots of women gets her hamster running to acquire your genes before you walk away forever.
You having sex with other women along with her would not compromise on her being able to produce your high quality offsprings.
The only valid reason is it can compromise your provider value - resources, strength, protection if you walk away after sex.
For a man, dread gives him physical, mental and emotional stress when there is a scarcity mentality and an inability to acquire new sources to pass off your genes.
A man you assume to be superior in social status, strength, resources who is hitting on your women, creates aggressiveness inside to avoid someone stealing your harem.
This was necessary during earlier times to protect your offsprings.