Send her merry Christmas text . Hey even the Germans had a ceasefirebateman72 said:Hey way to go Blinkers. Its christmas eve here and im feeling pretty down. Missing her, life k8nda lost some brightness. Day 15 no contact.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Send her merry Christmas text . Hey even the Germans had a ceasefirebateman72 said:Hey way to go Blinkers. Its christmas eve here and im feeling pretty down. Missing her, life k8nda lost some brightness. Day 15 no contact.
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.
Holy shoot man!You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to Blinkers again.
Do not send her sh*t!!mikey2012 said:Send her merry Christmas text . Hey even the Germans had a ceasefire
You hit the nail on the head. THIS is the purpose of the NC.Lotus Effect said:There is no ceasefire, because she is not the enemy. She is DEAD!
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.
It happened with the girl that brought me here as well! The god forsaken EXMichiganMan1111 said:I once got back together with an ex...its great for about 2 weeks as you relive the original honeymoon and screw like rabbits...then they start to treat you like **** and take you for granted. Why wouldn't they? They ditched you and you were waiting like a little puppy for their return.
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.
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.
Lotus Effect said:It happened with the girl that brought me here as well! The god forsaken EX
She dumped me, 15 days later we got back together because I cried and begged.
It was awesome on the first week. We f*cked like rabbits indeed. Than she begun treating me like sh*t at the second week. And then she f*cked another dude on the third. 2 days after my birthday!
Too bad for her she was not very smart on hiding it!
It sucks balls. But it is what it is. She was a devious slut. And I don't wish her nothing in this time of the year. Nor good or bad. Nothing at all.
I sincerelly hope that all of you guys keep it strong, and keep it to yourselfs.
Don't give the Ex the pleasure of knowing they own you. Tripod said it very wisely. Read his words over and over again!
DON'T SEND NOTHING TO HER.
I doubt that they will send you guys anything anyway.
And bateman, no worries man. We are here to help each other!
But most of all, a Merry Christmas to all of us!!!
Let this pain be our most valuable present in life, and let us all rise like a Phoenix from this mess!
Bigger and better Man!
arossi:Arossi2211 said:By the way I'm not texting her back !!
drakeramore said:Hi guys,
Merry Christmas
I was wondering, I must admit I am still thinking a lot about my ex girl, and I expect her to send me some holiday wish text these days.
I also am thinking of sending something along the lines of "thanks, likewise" back. Something very short that should attempt to project my indifference to her, nothing more. It would be rude to not answer at all if it is some kind of a nice holiday wish. Am still wondering though if I should do it, if it comes to it that is, of course.
Not replying in this case would show how hurt I still am and would be rude and kind of classless. Still though it will show her how determined I am not to get in touch with her ever again.
I see a reason to go with either route.
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.