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.
You have an SHBG issue...big-time. There is no way you should have total test that high with FT barely normal. All of your T is being gobbled up by SHBG and is not usable...
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
I missed the second part. No, did not test SHBG but I’m going to order it up now.
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.
This is a fantastic article for SHBG info.
T has very little to do with Erections. Check your progesterone to estradiol ratio.
I am so over this. Endocrinology cannot come fast enough.
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.
Progesterone is far more important to your situation right now, FYI. Progesterone = natural Viagra.
Most people do chemistry experiments on their own every day by not getting proper sleep. Literally throws your body and hormones into turmoil and is one of the most stressful things you could do to it.
I have the endocrinologist in two weeks, until then I am taking Boron .. just ordered Tongkat. Was off for a week. Going to increase to 1k mg a day.
Is he doing blood work? If so make sure he includes full male/full female and DHEA-S in there as well
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.
I am uploading my prior work plus indicating I am on TRT but I will make sure to ask specifically. I feel like trash. Depressed etc. I am usually so upbeat and unreasonably c0cky. This blows.
No. Sleep deprivation is not comparable to experimenting with exogenous hormones.
You sure about that? All depends on how much. I'd argue that sleep deprivation is far more detrimental to your hormonal state than TRT.
Ask any navy seal how they feel after hell week.
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.
