backseatjuan
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I want to hear from mature dudes who are married happily and for a long time, preferably not those who has been married. How did you know it was her you wanted to merry?
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.
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.
You got lucky.LiveFreeX said:You will know. I knew within the first minutes, it was a thought that popped up strangely into my head when I first met her... considering I was completely against marriage when I met her, it was a bizarre first thought. Kinda like "I'll end up marrying you".
5 years later, still married, very few problems.
I got a really REALLY weird vibe while dating this girl though. There was 0 game req'd, no negs, no sh1t tests, no nothing, everything just sort of fell into place and I wasn't really interested in dating her... I kept thinking, why am I with this girl!?!? I didn't feel 'butterflies' at all, I felt like I was hanging around my mother. And.... strange enough, her and my parents share such a strong connection despite her being Chinese and my mom and dad being white, they all act the same way.
I'm quite close to my mother and for the first time I was able to tell my mom, hey don't worry anymore about someone taking care of me, I found her and it was the best decision I've ever made. My wife was a virgin though, might have had something to do with it. I bought her a nicer wedding ring recently for $500 and she complained all day long that I spent too much money on something that was basically junk, she would have been ok with one of those dollar store rings instead.
I knew for a fact that I made the right decision when the bill for the marriage came in at something like $2.00
You will know, it will be so effortless to be with the person, it'll be like talking to yourself and hearing a response in a woman's voice.
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.
There is luck...LiveFreeX said:"You don't believe in the Force, do you?"
"Theres no such thing as luck"
Obi-wan Kenobi
Maybe I don't qualify to answer this because I wasn't married that long. We were married about six years, but we were together for 10. I'd say five of those years were happy ones. Anyway:backseatjuan said:I want to hear from mature dudes who are married happily and for a long time, preferably not those who has been married. How did you know it was her you wanted to merry?
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.