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Don Juan
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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 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.
I have to spread the rep around before I get back to you Joe.Joe Stud said:Here's another (alternate) approach:
If he knows a HB10 female friend, ask her for a favor: Do exactly the same thing... bringing her home to sleep on the same couch. Make sure shes dressed sexy as all heck. In the morning, do the same thing... get all dolled up, lots of expensive cologne on, etc. drive her home.
If the wife says anything.. say "Why honey, dont you trust me? I did trust YOU when you did the same"!
if nothing else... it should be fun!
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.
Kailex said:while singing some female R&b song about being independent.
Bull****, bull****, bull****.UPDATE: Hey folks... sorry for the slow update. I tried to read a lot of the comments, but got the general consensus down to the fact that I am a giant ***** and if I were a real man I would have pulled out a steak knife, gutted that son of a ***** in the basement, then proceed to grind his bones into chili and feed it to my girlfriend for ****ing with me. Unfortunately for the redditors out there that did not happen. Instead, I talked to her and found out that the dude is having some serious issues with his family and the reason for the excessive drinking. She was concerned that he wouldn't be able to explain to the cab where he lived because he is new to the town and could barely talk he was so bombed, so she offered our place. This is fitting to her usual character as she is extremely opposed to drunk driving. I did let her know that it still wasn't really cool with me, and that she should have at least let me know that he was staying. Had a fantastic evening and day today... things are great. After reading my initial post I realize it sounds a lot worse than it was. There are several details that I didn't mention, such as my girlfriend doesn't drink excessively (she'll have 1 or 2 but that's it) and that night was the first time she had gone to the bar for over a year. Thanks to the Redditors who gave the valuable advice and support. For the other Redditors... sorry I'm such a gigantic fag ***** with no balls.
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.