Ouch. Well I guess she let you down easy...snowdog said:She sent me a text message today saying she met some other guy and she doesn't date two guys at once cause it's against her principles.
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.
Ouch. Well I guess she let you down easy...snowdog said:She sent me a text message today saying she met some other guy and she doesn't date two guys at once cause it's against her principles.
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.
That's a good suggestion. Thanks for that.yuppaz said:Yo Snowdog, read a little of your journal. Good job getting this success with women thing handled in your life. One thing that has been helping me lately is to have a plan for the week all set ahead of time and when you approach, do the invite right then and there, strike while the iron is hot. Last few sets for me were like this and they went much better then in the past where I would collect the number and then try to make plans. I'm horrible horrible with text, but great in person so I'm learning to use that to my advantage. A number for the sake of a number really has no value, set the 'meet up', then get the number. Cheers brother
Yea, oh well. I survived, hehe.Energy25 said:Ouch. Well I guess she let you down easy...
Yea, you're right.DJ_Hero said:Listen to him, man. He's trying to help you and it's good advice too. Don't just dismiss it like that.
Ease said:Uhh ahh i dont know sorry is exactly what you sent her.
Your game is weak because you used that tone with her during the entire time. It's no surprise that she was giving you such *****y, short replies.
The idea of being 'vague, weird and random' is not good. Act like you are a cool guy. Your text and conversation should be smooth, cool and aloof. Trying too hard is the killer of text and phone game.
Who ever said being relentless with chasing a girl was a good thing? The oldschool move is to wait 3 days before calling. Playing hard to get is the real way to get girls. Dont show so much interest.
This is also what i meant about being real with yourself. Who gives a **** if you were laughing when you wrote that, it doesn't matter what you write in your journal, its the outcome for you thats important. You are more talk than action, talk less.
All he did was give you advice. You clearly need it too, judging by your last mishap.snowdog said:Alright alright, just take it easy and watch your blood pressure bro.
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.
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.
Me: "Hey guys, this is [Rachel]. She's not only beautiful, but she's also from the same town as us"
"And you're such a cool, hot chick as well."
Yeah, I'd loved to have seen that smile to. The sweet smile of awkwardness."Stop it, I can't handle compliments that well" (her smile was just priceless)
Fundamental.Dont show so much interest.
....would suggest you need wholesale changes to your game. Your confidence with girls is good, but thats not uncommon. Its your gamelol, how many more years is this thread going to continue before I read a lay report?
I check this thread every now and then and think to myself "okay this update for sure he's banged some chick" to no avail.
I gotta stop getting my hopes up.
That took me almost two years, by the way. I couldn't even look at em.Your confidence with girls is good
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Don't let it get to ya!snowdog said:Just called the number. It's fake. Sigh.
Sure, that sh*t is funny now I read it, but In retrospect, I literally nearly drank myself into a coma that night. I drove into parked cars on my way home and fell off my bicycle a dozen times. I got home with with my face covered in blood and vomit and bruises all over. I pissed myself and vomited in my sleep that night. Happy new year. Rock bottom, man.01-04-2008, 04:00 AM
On new year's eve, i got sinfully drunk. I got into a fight, vomited all over the place.... and after that I felt like **** for 3 days. Couldn't eat or drink anything. Now almost half a week later, i start to feel relatively normal again. I decided to stop drinking for at least a month. Lets see how this affects me in general.
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.