You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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 dosen't seem to be that way for most people. I'd love to be able to let go and party.Francisco d'Anconia said:That's because it's a depressant. Yep, that's attractive to women...![]()
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's not an act. Crutches are great when they aren't permanent. You haven't mentioned anything about at what point you wouldn't need it any longer. So how long have you decided to use this crutch or have you not thought about that?War Against Betaism said:You act as if using crutches is detrimental to development.
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.
Nah, it was actually the part where you said that you could use alcohol to skip the approach step that made it seem more permanent. It would be interesting if you were in a fast food restaurant, grocery store or book store and spot a woman who you'd want to approach but needed alcohol in order to do it.War Against Betaism said:You must have missed the part where I said your confidence will eventually rise to the point where it overlaps the fear of approach. And alcohol should always be used for one's personal enjoyment, not for the sole purpose to get women. It should be thought of as a side reward. And who said I was placing alcohol above my own abilities? It aids me just a tiny bit, I don't see the need to separate the two states.
So how specifically does one learn confidence while depending on chemically altering their mental state. What about the times when alcohol isn't readily available? How does one transition from having to get a "buzz" in order to be confident to trusting that he has it authentically? And how does dependence on something and cutting corners go against "betaism?"War Against Betaism said:You should have read that entire post. It's all about building confidence, if you've built enough confidence with the women you met at parties than you'll be confident enough to approach. Pretty easy logic. And we already went through my screen name unless you want me to repeat.
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.
And what do you do when you are in a place that doesn't serve alcohol and there's a woman you want to approach? How do you move from using it as a crutch (aid) to not needing to depend on it?War Against Betaism said:..And I thought I already told you alcohol is only a minor aid, not a dependence.
Now you're making alcohol sound as if it's need is negligible if it isn't readily available. So is it really important to use or not?War Against Betaism said:I go up to her? It's not like I'm completely disabled of this ability without alcohol, just that I'm a bit more efficient, have a higher chance of success with alcohol because of reasons I've exhaustingly explained already.
And men have had sex with young boys for thousands of years too. Just because a thing has been done for thousands of years doesn't mean that it's necessary to do by default.Baruch said:Alcohol has been a social lubricant for thousands of years.
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.