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.
There's apparently a new way to combat divorce rape.
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.
Actually only 1/4 is his: she gets half in the divorce and another 1/4 through alimony payments..... She ends up with 3/4 and he ends up with 1/4 when it's all said and done.......
I disagree. I would set every damn sent on fire if it meant her getting none.
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.
Which is why I'd go Cobra Tate and incinerate everything. Test me and I'd go for the house next.
Bring the fear of having nothing to them, maybe then they will be reasonable.
F that. I don't have time in my life for that sort of pettiness and hate.
Not that simple. The judge will garnish his remaining and future assets, or keep him in jail, or both. Besides, he has a kid to support.
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.
a few of my mates are cops or work on corrections. the amount of guys who are in jail due to divorce rape and child support. if jail is inevitable, I know what I would do.
Except when you get fined 2K a day by the judge and will have to pay fines and still owe money anyway.