You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
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.
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.
Just remember that people at church are still people. But they are at least people who have taken the first step at wanting to find a purpose for life. And many times, you'll have to be beaten and broken down to your knees to ever truly take that step. All that to say, that church girls, at least single middle-aged ones, may not be what you think they are. If your target is early 20s types, then maybe they are.Desdinova said:I'm kinda on a break until my divorce is finished. However, I'm not going to throw away a lay that falls into my lap.
For a couple of years now, I've been thinking about doing some church sarging. I don't believe in God by any means, but my theory is any women who were raised with the Bible's teachings on how a woman should behave will be of much higher quality. Just gotta watch out for the nutty zealots.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
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.
Why? Is it personal?sharkbeat said:I am in a very awkward state right now that I havent gone out to "meet" women for this past year. I kind-of not wanting to relate to them. If you want seks, you would need to chat them up, call them, set up dates, and ****, I just dont want to go throught that right now.
For me it was temporary insanity. I was in my early thirties and had been dumped by a woman I was nuts about because I would not leave the Army and was stationed in Europe... Met a Scotish girl and married. HUGE mistake but got two great kids out of the deal.Tenacity said:Lol, man why do you guys still get married? Can someone please explain it to me....I'm lost....
You know in your 20s, you would go out to meet girls. Why do you go to bars? Meet chicks. The sole reason of you leaving your home is to meet chicks. That's what 20s are like, at least for me.Rainman4707 said:Why? Is it personal?
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.