The only good thing I can say about oneitis is that at least it kept me from being a horny toad. I'm at the library and I find myself checking out every chick that comes my way. It's frustrating. At least, when I had oneitis, I didn't think of girls as merely sexual creatures and my standards were a lot higher because I was focused on a girl that had everything I seemed to want. Oh well, maybe I need to find another way to tone down my desperation.
"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
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.
My Pro-Oneitis Argument
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