The man @jimjam is clean and sober around five years I believe......jee thats pathetic..
He's also shared his story of successfully pulling himself out of the addiction pit here with the
intention of helping other men. That ain't pathetic.
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.
The man @jimjam is clean and sober around five years I believe......jee thats pathetic..
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.
DMT - the clear scientific explanation of "near death experiences". After reading 7 books on the topic, which provided absolutely zero evidence of an afterlife that wasn't purely anectodal, I was appalled that scientists making the claim of "heaven" didn't address the elephant in the room...DMTMy buddy has some DMT and I'm gonna try. I want to experience death without, you know, DYING. And since DMT is the chemical that is released, I'm so excited. I've heard it is the most amazing and scary thing
It#d be nice to see big boobs flashing before my eyes before I die.The 'life flashing before your eyes' when you die has been attributed to the brain having about ten minutes worth of oxygen left before it dies. During that time, it plays you a nice montage film of your life, a little entertainment for you on your way out.
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.