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.
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.
Must we really have our sexuality questioned for not being attracted to fat women? I think your exaggerating just a tad. I'd maybe hit it in a call for "last drinks" 2am emergency way but I'd be ashamed of myself .FairShake said:
This is my mind is "pleasingly plump" (although a bit on the plump side) - a woman who is very feminine (a chunky chick must ABSOLUTELY have very large breasts and a low waist to hip ratio to be considered very feminine), who could be fun to slop around with. Of course, because such women invariably become truly obese as they age, I could never marry one - and because I know of a guy who did slop around with one that ended up having an "accident", I really would not want to fool around with one in any case.( . )( . ) said:
FairShake said:
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'd pound the life out of them two..:cheer: :rockon:( . )( . ) said:
If men want to hear and see the squeals of confidence and delight from hogs they'll get a job on a pig farm.Halcyonique said:
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
What these "beauty" pageants for obese women hope to achieve is to make young girls feel that it is "beautiful" for them to aspire to be obese themselves. Not only is it incredibly unhealthy to be obese, but the vast majority of men find it unattractive. Now, I don't go around shaming obese women (or men) I see out in public, I just don't think we should actively encourage young people to think it is "glamorous" to be obese, but by offering cash, prizes, and praise, this is exactly what the pageant organizers and supporters are doing.Halcyonique said:
Yes, obesity is unhealthy - I'll never argue that it isn't. But so too is the inability to deal with someone disagrees with you: a trait you've enjoyed showing off to me for some time now.( . )( . ) said:
Show me one woman who - as a result of being exposed to fat pageants - now aspires to become obese.MikeOck said:
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
You would know. And the word YOUR looking for is "normal". Not "perfect".Halcyonique said:
who is saying it promotes being morbidly obese as aspirational? being morbidly obese is becoming normalised, and you are encouraging that by your defence of land whales. if anyone has a FB account, they just have to look at the likes a hog gets when she posts a new pic to get an idea of how this mechanic is working out. 'she is fat, gets likes, must be good and acceptable, try to counter that and watch people get shot down (as you are attempting, and failing, to do now).Halcyonique said:
"Boo hoo fat women get more appreciation than I do and I hate it!"betheman said:
Accuse me of being obese.betheman said:
I get tired of reciting my personal stats to weirdo stalkers here who want to track my identity. So just go on thinking that because I don't weep at the sight of a fat women, I myself must be huge! Surely! Do it. It'll make you feel better.predictable female response, you have no credible input.Halcyonique said:"Boo hoo fat women get more appreciation than I do and I hate it!"
Accuse me of being obese.
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.