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 don't tell me what to do!Bluntmaster said:Everyone, neg this guy for posting such a gay thread.
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.
Ure? Please, speak at least some English when you speak.Quality9.99 said:Ure a troll
And u sir are not a man, anything but actually.
Have fun
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.
1. You fail at the English language.Fortress Maximus said:I've read you post, dumbass, and they suck. You sound like a women!
Yeah, you should talk. This is coming from the guy telling us how to know if a woman wants to get raped. I agree Fortress is an embarrassment, but you will never know what a true Don Juan is.Alchemystic said:We should banned him for worrying about rep points.
You are embarrassment to a True Don Juan.
A true Don Juan is his own master and does not seek external approval.
Only AFC Nice Guys seek external approval.
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.
I'm so sorry, I'm sure your 30 post here have had an amazing impact.Alchemystic said:Please delete this thread immediately.
You are embarrassing the Don Juan community by worrying what people think of you.
San Jose, you have 1800 post and 2 rep points. If ANYBODY shouldn't talk, it's you, my friend.San Jose California said:I'm so sorry, I'm sure your 50 posts here have had an amazing impact.
When compared to 1800 post and two rep points? Ya, it's not bad, fool.San Jose California said:So negative points is better?
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Probably your dad's side!!TheGunslinger said:I'm not sure which side should be more embarassed.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.