itcantgetworse
Don Juan
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good stuff guys ,interesting reading 
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
You have to think of it like this: you are clearly committed to the relationship. When she left, she basically said "I don't want to work things out with you anymore". She isn't committed. She left you, not the other way around.sadonomspa said:So 2 weeks and counting. Saturday was probably the best day. Yesterday and today sort of sucks. I keep just thinking of what I could have said. I put up no fight for her and feel I have regrets for not doing so, but then again how can you make someone want you.
I wanted to contact her but won't. I saw another post on here that made me relize I would feel much worst. I can't picture how that is possible but I am listening to the people on this forum who were in this.
I am not mad, angry, just depressed. Heck id rather anger and hatred than depression.
I feel as if iam not fighting for my right to tell her how wrong she is. That's what iam encountering right now.
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.
Nice one, I was wondering why it hadn't happened before. You read through the whole thing?Desdinova said:Never read this thread until I needed it today. It is essential to this forum. *Stickied*
Not the whole thing, just a few pages.Purefilth said:Nice one, I was wondering why it hadn't happened before. You read through the whole thing?![]()
Man, in This level we gotta to shut down our Emotion totally, No Heart Feeling, just Use Your Brain simultaneously.Count Chocola said:If she starts texting or calling before the 60 days are over, ignore the calls and delete the voicemails and textings without reading them. She will bombard you with more and more attention and pleas, but you must not communicate with her...... even if she says she wants you back, or wants to talk. No contact means No contact, and i doing no contact too, im on day 3.
Man, in This level we gotta to shut down our Emotion totally, No Heart Feeling, just Use Your Brain simultaneously.Count Chocola said:If she starts texting or calling before the 60 days are over, ignore the calls and delete the voicemails and textings without reading them. She will bombard you with more and more attention and pleas, but you must not communicate with her...... even if she says she wants you back, or wants to talk. No contact means No contact, and i doing no contact too, im on day 3.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
Desdinova said:I'll tell you guys what the most difficult part for me is, at least right now. My ex was diagnosed with a thyroid problem (don't worry, she's not a porker!) She puts in quite a bit of effort to take care of her body. Unfortunately, she got some questionable medical advice from some guy on the internet, advising her to start ingesting iodine and to slowly increase her intake over time. She keeps the iodine in a glass jar with a metal clasp. The clasp has started to corrode and deteriorate. I told her once, "if it's doing that, I can't imagine what the iodine is doing to your stomach".
Only after we broke up, I looked into the idea of ingesting iodine. Basically, it's just like ingesting poison. The correct way to take in iodine is to put it on your skin, not down your throat. When we broke up, she was having bad stomach problems. I've been tempted to tell her that she's destroying her body by ingesting the stuff, but I can't do that. I can't break NC.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.