ThunderMaverick
Master Don Juan
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When this story is all said and done I suggest it be moved to the archives. =D
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
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.
HB came to see me last night to "talk ". (I was in a mood of resignation - 'fix it or finish it ')Rollo Tomassi said:... women with the propensity to defer to a 3rd party psychotherapist are attempting to control the frame by proxy. Essentially she's expecting you to accept Leanne as the higher authority...
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.
jophil28 said:HB came to see me last night to "talk ". (I was in a mood of resignation - 'fix it or finish it ')
She meandered, with little point to the convo, until she said a few interesting things.
Firstly she repeated that Leanne had told her that she might need three other men in her life to fully satisfy all of her needs. Apparently Leanne said this in a 'tongue in cheek" way....I asked HB whether Leanne was encouraging her to recruit three other men because I was not able to 'fulfil' all of them because I was just one mere male in a relationship with an exquisitely sensitive goddess with extensive emotional expectations. I asked her whether Leanne has spoken about this situation in ways that indicated that she believes that HB is 'entitled' to have a man (or men) attend to her.
She sort of meekly nodded at that suggestion.
So I repeated that I would never be willing to be in some kind of male harem.
I was so tempted to launch into an anti-feminist sermon. I really wanted to 'put her straight' about the fraud of feminism and how it had brought more pain and anguish to woman than benefits, but by now I knew that this was a bad move and not the right time.
So I resolved to just make statements of intent- MY intentions .
Jophil," I am saying again. There will be no fanclub for you in which I am a member, never."
She looked pale.
HB," You are so rigid and sure of yourself . Why can't you just soften a bit ? "
Jophil, " What attracted you to me in the first few days?"
HB. " OH I guess it was the way that you just came and 'got' me. You had this 'way' about you - kind of ****y. You almost lifted me out of my chair and carried me on the dance floor..you didn't even ask."
Jophil," Have I changed?"
HB ( grins) " No, you have gotten worse ! "
Jophil," What do you want from me in 25 words ? "
HB, (stumbles and fumbles over her words ...) "Ummmm- not sure really" (She goes silent for half a minute)
HB ( take deep breathe), " Leanne suggested that we stop having sex and that we need to start dating again , first as 'friends'.." ( I hear the intended frame grab buried in this )
Jophil," Yeah, I think that we do have enough for a good friendship WITHOUT ANY OTHER EXPECTATIONS. (stands up and ushers HB to front door). Tell Leanne that being 'just friends' is how i see this working best..
Now, I have to be in a meeting in a half hour..."
Fluff talk at front door.
HB drives away.
jophil28 said:HB came to see me last night to "talk ". (I was in a mood of resignation - 'fix it or finish it ')
She meandered, with little point to the convo, until she said a few interesting things.
Firstly she repeated that Leanne had told her that she might need three other men in her life to fully satisfy all of her needs. Apparently Leanne said this in a 'tongue in cheek" way....I asked HB whether Leanne was encouraging her to recruit three other men because I was not able to 'fulfil' all of them because I was just one mere male in a relationship with an exquisitely sensitive goddess with extensive emotional expectations. I asked her whether Leanne has spoken about this situation in ways that indicated that she believes that HB is 'entitled' to have a man (or men) attend to her.
She sort of meekly nodded at that suggestion.
So I repeated that I would never be willing to be in some kind of male harem.
I was so tempted to launch into an anti-feminist sermon. I really wanted to 'put her straight' about the fraud of feminism and how it had brought more pain and anguish to woman than benefits, but by now I knew that this was a bad move and not the right time.
So I resolved to just make statements of intent- MY intentions .
Jophil," I am saying again. There will be no fanclub for you in which I am a member, never."
She looked pale.
HB," You are so rigid and sure of yourself . Why can't you just soften a bit ? "
Jophil, " What attracted you to me in the first few days?"
HB. " OH I guess it was the way that you just came and 'got' me. You had this 'way' about you - kind of ****y. You almost lifted me out of my chair and carried me on the dance floor..you didn't even ask."
Jophil," Have I changed?"
HB ( grins) " No, you have gotten worse ! "
Jophil," What do you want from me in 25 words ? "
HB, (stumbles and fumbles over her words ...) "Ummmm- not sure really" (She goes silent for half a minute)
HB ( take deep breathe), " Leanne suggested that we stop having sex and that we need to start dating again , first as 'friends'.." ( I hear the intended frame grab buried in this )
Jophil," Yeah, I think that we do have enough for a good friendship WITHOUT ANY OTHER EXPECTATIONS. (stands up and ushers HB to front door). Tell Leanne that being 'just friends' is how i see this working best..
Now, I have to be in a meeting in a half hour..."
Fluff talk at front door.
HB drives away.
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.
This would've been like trying to teach a chimp how to use an ATM machine. You could do it, but do you really want to?jophil28 said:I really wanted to 'put her straight' about the fraud of feminism and how it had brought more pain and anguish to woman than benefits, but by now I knew that this was a bad move and not the right time.
Indeed it has.Rollo Tomassi said:This situation has ceased to be (assuming it ever was) about making a better LTR for you and the HB, and has become a game for both the HB and Leanne to "break the philly's spirit" and saddle him with their authority.
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.
Think about it this way..katatonia said:Why on earth did you agree to being friends?
In Behavioral Psychology (see "Real Psychology") this is called intermittent reinforcement of desired behavior. It is the primary component of Operant Conditioning. In other words, Leanne and her proxy have so little respect for you as a human being that they'll resort to "training" you like an animal.jophil28 said:Then ( I wager) their plan was that HB was going to slowly 'reward " me with some sex IF I 'performed' to their approval. They hoped that I would be so upset at "no sex" that I would capitulate to HB's every whim and want and jump though hoops to 'get some '
uhm, I wonder if counselors follow guidelines from say their studies, ect?? Could this be common advice given to women who are having trouble in relationships?? If so.... crazy.jophil28 said:Think about it this way..
Leanne 'suggested' to HB that she and I should cease having sex and that we should start dating again "as friends" .
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.