Ringleader41
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I never thought I was ugly. I know I look better than most people I see with girls.
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.
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.
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.
PappyS said:Who cares. Men are the ones who only care about looks. Good looking young men need to watch out for the f@ggot-AIDS-mosexuals and closet f@ggot-AIDS-mosexuals. They have to make sure they don't drop the Bible in church.
I am not buying it. If you were indeed ugly you would have known that already unless something happened to kill your looks altogether. Walk up to a random woman, decent looking, and ask her for something or offer her something, or go for the number, her reaction will let you know how ugly you are. Thenn ask an average looking friend to do the same. You will see the difference. Just make sure you are both equally confident and use the same material. If you are ugly - you are creepy! I bet you are not.Ringleader41 said:I never thought I was ugly. I know I look better than most people I see with girls.
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 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.
With this in mind at 24 I am glad I went through late teens to early twenties without really being on the dating scene. I have had no self-respect or self-esteem for years (or any actual belief in my self) and for good reason because dating is particularly tough and some days I absolutely hated being a man. The young impressionable mind is brain-washed by watching more TV than getting any glimpses of reality, male and female. At least a few years down the line it won't matter the older you get.PapiChulo said:Low social value. Under 25 it is all about the looks. Gotta make up for it else where. Got confidence? Got swag? What's your age? Younger dudes are all in the same boat, at least I was till recently.