She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
I'm not worried.DjSoOHain said:Ok..... i've seen about a million other forums that say that it is fake... whoever wrote this b.s. is a ****ing religious nutcase i personally think.. But you believe in what you believe but the message of the movie is the same ( THis world is fucin corrupt and only a small number of people control all of the power ) which is true!!! You know that most people these days all they do is watch tv, play games and let religion dominate all of their lives... They don't even question it.. shows you where this society is headed.... anybody agree ?
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.
thx buddy!DjSoOHain said:Good ChrizZ I just found out what kind of person you are just from that statement... Best of luck to you
Anarchy and insanity is all around us.DjSoOHain said:nothings wrong with that ofcourse everybody gotta do them first.. but not 2 the extent where it starts 2 hurt millions of people and changes the course of a WHOLE COUNTRY!!!![]()
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.
ChrizZ said:I'm not worried.
I don't care about society.
I only care about myself.
A-freakin'-men. It's amazing to me how thin this notion of 'civilized society' is. One nudge, and people would be rioting in the streets.ChrizZ said:Anarchy and insanity is all around us.
Might as well say fvck it and just live in the moment!!!
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
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.