jhonny9546
Master Don Juan
Specifically about LTR's and marriages.
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.
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.
My wife and I have a joint account.Specifically about LTR's and marriages.
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.
Interesting and thoughtful answer, I appreciate that. Was anything ever complicated because of using separate accounts? What about big purchases?When I was married (many moons ago), we always had separate bank accounts. We each had bills we were responsible for paying. On one hand, we're divorced now, so many this wasn't a "together" enough of an attitude. But on the other hand, we never argued about money, so maybe it was a good arrangement.
I like us to both have our own money. After all, you don't walk around sharing the same wallet, do you?
Now if she wasn't working, and was a stay at home mother, then that might change the dynamic some. But I still like the idea of us each having our own money. I know some guys who have to go through their wives just to buy a pack of cigarettes (I don't condone smoking, by the way).
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Seperate, if you haven't married her. Like DiCaprio, things could go either way, once you've marriedSpecifically about LTR's and marriages.
No, there was never an issue with having separate accounts. We always used to say, couples usually fight over money, but we never did.Interesting and thoughtful answer, I appreciate that. Was anything ever complicated because of using separate accounts? What about big purchases?
Seems like a good way to start off especially as things get more serious and then slowly inch your way towards other experiments.No, there was never an issue with having separate accounts. We always used to say, couples usually fight over money, but we never did.
I'm sure we must have made a big purchase at some point, though it was so long ago I don't really remember. We both had a lot of stuff coming in. But I'd imagine if we agreed to buy something big, one of us would pay for it, and the other would reimburse for half.
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.
Yeah of course, Im not here to give in to some materialistic girl's demands for entertainment or consumerism. I met a guy who was bragging about how much crap he purchased for his "trophy wife" which had the opposite effect of a flex to me.if she contributes money that's great. don't make it a requirement. most guys want to be the leader of the team. being the leader includes taking care of the money.
if she wants or needs more than you will give, its the wrong girl for you.
don't buy anything on credit that you need her to help pay for.
if you feel like she is taking advantage of you, then she is. next.....
trying to buy happiness is really trying to buy approval from everyone. if that's the case fix that before finding a girl, and red flag that behavior in the girls you choose from.
Merged them
That's a solid route. Don't assume what is expected, be a good leader and work out what is reasonable for both parties. Get her to agree to it.How about a hybrid approach where there is one joint account and then we both have separate accounts? You, me and we jars basically.
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.