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.
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.
KontrollerX said:Don't give her any of your time.
If she wants it she has to give you what you want.
Thats the way it works.
Still if you are forced to interact with her be it at school or work or whatever don't act all p!ssed off around her just be cordial and keep conversation to an extreme minimum.
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.
Meh, fvck them.we all eat food said:ok sounds logical, but her friends already thinking im a jerk and she probably does also
Very nicely put. Always interested in your answers KontrollerX, keep that **** up.You two would never be real friends so no sense in putting on some charade and being a girlfriend to her while she talks to you about all the other guys she's fvcking and asking you for relationship advice about them.
I'm sure you or no guy out there wants to hear that sh!t. Even the biggest AFC's if you were to privately interrogate them wouldn't want to hear that sh!t even if they go along with this phony friendship b.s.
That LJBF stuff is an insidious mean spirited massive act of disrespect on a chick's part dressed up falsely as a true olive branch of friendship in order that she can...
1. Not be hated by you since chicks can't stand to be hated by anyone.
2. Keep you around incase her new relationship doesn't work out and she needs an immediate ego gratification fallback plan.
3. Get over any remaining emotional feelings for you quickly as the false friendship progresses because the false friendship itself helps to cement her self brainwashing that you are now just a friend ie seen as a friend.
4. She drifts away from the friendship entirely or worse keeps you as her girlfriend for life telling you all about the guys who are doing things to her you wish you'd be doing instead.
The man who entertains this garbage goes through a slow death of dignity.
Don't be that man.
Ever.
The only time friendship with an ex is acceptable is if you have both fallen out of love with eachother and mutually agree to end the relationship but remain friends since you agree you both work better that way.
This type of situation is balanced as you two are equals with neither of you having more power over the other.
Always be on good terms... you never know if you need help one day. Sh*t you could be broke down on the side of the road with a dead cell phone.. and she drives by...we all eat food said:I dont really care, me and her were nothing alike, she was too boring for me, I just went out with her for the sex i guess.
Anyways, is it DJ to not talk to her anymore, or should i be on good terms with her
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
The Sperminator said:Don't contact her she already said she doesn't want to be friends.