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 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.
The guy could've wiped the floor with me.CHICAGO27 said:You cannot trust women! Ever! I've had some bad things happen to me over the years but this tops it.
I actually would have decked the guy if he was dancing with my gf of 1.5 years like that. Generally I wouldn't react like that but that level of betrayal would have warrented that. I would have kicked has arse and walked away - forever.
Dude, I feel for you! I know you are probably hurting now. Do not allow yourself to be reeled back in. Walk away!
pipe007 said:damn.... OP is a troll, just looked at his past comments... never making sense and trying to stir up some controversy
I hate it.... someone please delete this post
Sometimes it's better to show honor than to allow yourself to be a stooge...P_Dawg_Jalapeno said:The guy could've wiped the floor with me.![]()
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.
pipe007 said:damn.... OP is a troll, just looked at his past comments... never making sense and trying to stir up some controversy
I hate it.... someone please delete this post
So, I'd have gotten beat up, probably assult charges, and that **** would've still left with ol' Goliath of Gath. Yay. I seriously hope she caught an STD from him... and maybe got her pregnant too. That'd make me feel better.CHICAGO27 said:Sometimes it's better to show honor than to allow yourself to be a stooge...
At least you would have made a stand, even if it mean't you got your arse kicked.
In front of my face...pipe007 said:well it could be true... but a 1.5 year LTR in front of your face?
lol well my 1 month date did this to me last saturday, we went clubbing, she was into me, until the taller better guy came along, and he bumped into her by accident, and they started talking, then flirting,,,,, in front of me
and she was giving me her back!! while doing it... lol, when the guy was about to walk away, she grabbed his arm, and told him "why are you leaving"? I was in shock.... 20 minutes before that she was all over me kissing me....
and I couldnt walk away because she picked me up in her car... so I had to swallow the whole thing....I never let them get away from my sight, so Im sure she didnt get a number though lol, but we never spoke again after that...
next!
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.
pipe007 said:damn.... OP is a troll, just looked at his past comments... never making sense and trying to stir up some controversy
I hate it.... someone please delete this post
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.
Just the "hey" and "hows your morning going?" messages. This sucks. I feel lonesome as hell right now. There's no way I'm going to work on Monday... I need to get some pot too.pipe007 said:when did this happen? yesterday?
has she tried to contact you again? or just that "hey" message
And yeah, it was last night.pipe007 said:when did this happen? yesterday?
has she tried to contact you again? or just that "hey" message
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.