SamTheHobit
Master Don Juan
Just wondering what the long term effects of not having friends and family that you can truly talk to.
Insanity?
Chronic deppresion?
Lonliness?
Insanity?
Chronic deppresion?
Lonliness?
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.
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.
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.
Huh, the Columbine shooters had friends. Go do some research.Strelok said:Columbine,Sodino and most of the shooters you hear on tv.
I don't think it's directly the lack of friends or family but more the conseguences of it,friends to a guy in many case are like holes in a pressure cooker that allow to release pressure.
These sound awesome. Where did you get them?Rogue said:Law 10: Infection: Avoid the Unhappy and Unlucky
You can die from someone else’s misery – emotional states are as infectious as disease. You may feel you are helping the drowning man but you are only precipitating your own disaster. The unfortunate sometimes draw misfortune on themselves; they will also draw it on you. Associate with the happy and fortunate instead.
Law 18: Do Not Build Fortresses to Protect Yourself – Isolation is Dangerous
The world is dangerous and enemies are everywhere – everyone has to protect themselves. A fortress seems the safest. But isolation exposes you to more dangers than it protects you from – it cuts you off from valuable information, it makes you conspicuous and an easy target. Better to circulate among people find allies, mingle. You are shielded from your enemies by the crowd.
http://www.amazon.com/48-Laws-Power-Robert-Greene/dp/0140280197PuertoRicanGuitars said:These sound awesome. Where did you get them?
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Those school shooters and such are just exceptions.Strelok said:Columbine,Sodino and most of the shooters you hear on tv.
I don't think it's directly the lack of friends or family but more the conseguences of it,friends to a guy in many case are like holes in a pressure cooker that allow to release pressure.
Sometimes you think your the only with a ****ty childhood.The Pedantical said:Those school shooters and such are just exceptions.
I grew up without friends and I was sexually abused by my mom. There was no contact ever with any of the family outside my parents and my parents were both socially isolated with no friends. By the time I started going to school I was bullied and beaten up daily and ended up being homeschooled. I'm now 27 and have at most had some acquaintances, no close friends and no date.
Doesn't make me a violent person at all. I'm still trying to better my life. It just makes me shy as ****.
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.
Sucks to hear than man! I wasn't abused sexually, but I had all kinds of disorders as a child. From obsessive compulsive disorder, to social anxiety disorder, to post traumtic stress disorder... but for some reason I had friends, probably because I was a crazy rich kid. I also used to be very shy as a kid, probably had to do with my father beating me.The Pedantical said:Those school shooters and such are just exceptions.
I grew up without friends and I was sexually abused by my mom. There was no contact ever with any of the family outside my parents and my parents were both socially isolated with no friends. By the time I started going to school I was bullied and beaten up daily and ended up being homeschooled. I'm now 27 and have at most had some acquaintances, no close friends and no date.
Doesn't make me a violent person at all. I'm still trying to better my life. It just makes me shy as ****.
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.