This Times For Real
Don Juan
I read this through for the first time slowly and actually thought about it. thanks pook.
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
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I was just sitting in my chair and decided to reread Be A Man and Kill That Desparation. while reading this my thoughts cleared and I went back to the time of my first girl that I got and still had nice guy left in me. I just realized that I had signs of desparation in me.
Thanks for the boost up.
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.
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.
I do not agree with that.Imagine if a woman did all of the above to you. Imagine if a woman was OBSESSED with you, always calling you, always available, and always spending her free time FOR YOU. Any interest you had for this woman would soon evaporate.
Dude, stop and think about your own question for a few minutes. Why should the principles that landed you the girl suddenly change once she is your girlfriend? You think that now you have a license to suffocate the girl? Please think again. Her tolerance for boredom doesn't simply change.jrsully88 said:This seems true if you're in the dating stage of the relationship. Obviously, the attraction will deplate if the guy is always available and not a chase. But, for example, I am in a relationship with a girl and it seems like I want to spend all my free time with her and call her whenever I have a chance. Isn't that love? Should I still play these games to keep the interest level high? Basically, the question I would like to know is if this rule changes once the guy is in a relationship, or if he should still make the girl WANT him.
If you have your life in order, if you have your priorities straight, there should be no need for games, no need for pretense - you will naturally be unavailable.The point is that you should get other stuff in your life going on so that you don't have enough free time to be wanting to call or be with this girl all the time.
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.
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.