SeymourCake
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What are your thoughts on Zyzz?
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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 never seen the big hullaballoo about him. Who can't get muscular and shredded with drugs? I don't see much of a feat there.
I couldn't care less about Zyzzz one way or the other. Or you for that matter. Personally, I don't worship other men's bodies.
As for me being "shredded to my full potential". Nope I'm not. But I am in good shape, make over 100G a year, have a healthy lifestyle, and a healthy social life. My kids are around me at Christmas, life is good. I will retire at age 56, being close to a millionaire, with no debt. So...worshipping someone like Zyzzzz......simply isn't important to me. I'm glad you find solace in him though. I see you have been a member here for almost 14 years....so since you were 13. And in 14 years, you have garnered 68 likes. Good for you! Zyzz would be so proud.
And I see you apologized in your post......don't apologize anymore..... you have an opinion, no matter how misguided.
Merry Christmas
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.