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.
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.
Believe me when I say, there are THOUSANDS of other people just like you. What separates YOU from THEM is that you are WILLING to do something about it, whereas they just gave up.I am going to end up like the character in 40 year old virgin if I don't do something about my condition.
:crackup: This was great.The simple truth about women:
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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.
There are wayyyyyyyy too many cliches in this paragraph for me to believe that this is for real. I am betting on you being a troll.. sorry.39year_old_virgin said:Now it is even worse for me than before, I am beginning to lose my hair and I am also unemployed and had to move in with my mother. I became addicted to World of Warcraft as a kind of escape from my miserable existance, but I always held this fairytale notion that I would fall in love with a beautiful woman and marry her and live happily ever after, and it never happened. So now I am a short, fat 39 year old virgin who will be 40 in a few months time.![]()
Looks like our good friend Caped Crusader is back. Everyone wave at the troll!CrypticCaptain said:I do alot of people watching, not sure if it helps, but I do. I go out alot, hours on end, only to come home and feel even more miserable than I did before. I gotta call a shrink to sort all this out for me. I am 23, and have felt the life passing me by thing for a long time. I felt that way at 16 even. Wtf was wrong there?
I mean, I feel something not even invisible socially with women, it's like, not even knowing how to change when you want to. Middle and high school were a nightmare for me, so much to where I am still somewhat in that mentality. College never really happened, so I didn't even really get the chance to let it all out of my system and expereience whatever it is you are supposed to go through in that period.
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.
Quiter!!39year_old_virgin said:I have given up world or warcraft
gee thanks, that really makes me feel good, I am that much of a freak?eaglez1177 said:This has to be a joke
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
I guess I am an example of how horrible things can become if you don't improve when you are young. You are lucky you found this board and you have the interenet to find info from at your age. When I was your age there was nothing. I was raised by my divorced mom who always complained about men and I never had a male role model even. That, combined with my religious upbringing, and I used to think it was somehow dirty to approach women when I had sex in the back of my mind. I also wanted to marry a pure virgin woman and only ever have sex with her, and she was going to be perfect in every way, look where that thinking got me.C-quenced said:The original poster sounds exactly like myself... only older
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.