Buddha_Mind
Master Don Juan
Zekko, I completely agree.
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.
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.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Wow... two words: Pvssy. Whipped.Buddha_Mind said:She would even say things like she is "damaged goods" and all sorts of stuff like this -- to which I would feel like it wasn't fair, some of what she had been through you know. It was the lack of having any positive male role models in life that led her to stripping, it was the lack of this same thing that was her causation for many destructive relationships with men.
You are right, and I do agree. I was blinded by love man, I don't know how else to describe it...I was under the influence of oneitis and we-can-be-togethers and all sorts of drug-like-induced perceptions...I cared about her...and I did genuinely feel she got "shafted" so to speak, by her upbringing. I'm not saying its an excuse or even OK or that you are wrong; I'm just saying, I cared about her you know, just like you might have a fvcked up friend who you know has had a rough past or doesn't make the best decisions...I thought I saw a "truer version" of her...Zarky said:Come on man you're smarter than this. I hope. I thought.
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.
Die Hard said:Honestly, you have to toughen up, Buddha. You're too "soft", too "reasonable", putting too much emphasis on "dialogue" and the idea of mutual reciprocation, too much emphasis on the combination of you and her. I see this in everything you write, not just about her and your reflections on what happened between the two of you but also in your more general ideas. As if positive results in this game depend on the balance between you and her...
No, her part of the story doesn't mean sh!t, man.. It's you, you, you, you, you, all the way. There is no mutual process, there is only your process. There is no case of your reality meeting her reality, there is only your reality.
In a videogame adventure there's you, the main character, and there's the other characters to interact with. But they are only there as fill up, they hold no true substance. Each character always stands/walks in the same spot and says the same lines when you interact with them... When they say something that doesn't appease you, you swing your sword or shoot your gun at them. You don't care about them or their perspective, they're just there to fill up the game, to enrich your adventure. They are only extras in your universe. Their perspective doesn't exist, they have no story to live trough, they have no other purpose than to serve their part in your story, in your world. You don't play a part in their story, they have no story. It's a one way experience!
How far you take it exactly, is up to you. But you need to adjust your attitude more into this direction to become more successful with women. Be more dominant, be more aggressive, be more determined to take from her what you want instead of receiving from her what you want. This adjustment in attitude needs to be carried through, it needs to become a part of you, it needs to be internalized. If you can't do that or don't want to do that, you'll remain a recovering AFC at the most, but you won't become a DJ...
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.
I do agree with what Die Hard is saying here. His videogame analogy about girls being NPCs (non player characters) takes it a little too far, but he has a solid point.Die Hard said:No, her part of the story doesn't mean sh!t, man.. It's you, you, you, you, you, all the way. There is no mutual process, there is only your process. There is no case of your reality meeting her reality, there is only your reality.