thedude4242
Master Don Juan
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earn respect, know what it is and simply dont tolerate or put up with bullsh!t. bullsh!t comes along dont bother with it anymore.
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.
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.
Normally you'd be correct, TIC, but it looks to me like the OP doesn't have any boundaries.TIC said:This girl does not have respect for your boundaries.
What you have is an increasing number of guys hovering around your woman like sharks...first the photo guy, then her ex out of nowhere, who's next?
I'd tell her to COOL IT with the guy friends. She already has a man in her life and shouldn't need anymore male attention, especially from men who she's seen naked before
You want respect? Then don't be telling her how you feel like a helpless person on Oprah. You law down the law like a man and set some rules in the relationship. All that should have been done first day. I wouldn't allow my GF hang around with her ex's or let other guys touch her.ThunderMaverick said:I told her I was uncomfortable with it because of their history (abuse, etc) and was just going to leave when he showed up. But I decided to call them back and hang with them at the mall.
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.