Dear love of my life, It's been a true emotional rollercoaster trying to figure myself out. Why I do the things I do and why I keep running circles with my emotional unavailability. And the only constant thought I never really managed to shake off the back of my mind is you. And that didn't even start with the first night we spent together, which was monumental in itself. No, it started way before that. It started the first moment my retina captured the sight of you that day at the bank when time stood still and the atom was split. And then my brain couldn't erase it. And even though at that time the possibility of me and you was only a fantasy, it eventually came true. But then I lost you and I've been searching for you ever since. And no matter how much time has passed, somehow I keep a door open for the posibility that maybe, just maybe one day I will wake up and see that beautiful smile of yours next to me. Meanwhile I keep drowning myself in a sea of pointless pu...
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You know that one time when you were talking to a girl, vibing, feeling confident, having a few laughs, hunting for that perfect moment that catch her gaze while leaning in to kiss those perfect soft lips and when you're almost there, BAM! she gives you the cheek?
Rejection. One of the harshest feelings that you can ever come across. It's something that kinda puts you down on multiple levels. Not only do you not obtain what you long for, but it also makes you doubt yourself.
When it comes to women, being rejected adds a third dimention to the equation, because once you have been rejected by one woman, all the other women in the proximity will label you instantly as a defective product. It's like instant bad karma. All they see now is red flags and they all want to get the fuck away from you.
When that usually happens what you do is try again, which of course leads to more rejection. You see, there's a loop which you can't escape until you literally run, or they do. The psychological effects of that happening are huge. It literally steals away all your self worth, it makes you wanna go hide under a rock and just cry in utter darkness and solitude. I should know because i've been there enough times throughout my life.
But I am going to teach you a little secret that I've learned form other people and eventually incorporated in my life as well. And that applies somewhat in all aspects of life I suppose, but for the purpose of this article I am going to relate to women mostly.
For this we must take a look at how women hold power over men. I think we can all gree that generally speaking it's the men's prerogative to aproach a woman and that the woman accepts his advances or declines them. So we as men, have the power to choose who we approach, but women have the last say in who they choose to accept. That creates a pretty unfair advantage, because most guys will usualy aproach the most attractive women, while they, in turn will have to reject a lot of guys. So girls are way better at rejecting, than us guys are at being rejected.
Most guys have a big ego, they are the alphas, so they walk up to a girl with confidence and when they get rejected they are blindsided. They don't really expect that. So they key here is going in with the premise that you will be rejected. You get confortable with that mindset from the get go. You have to take away the woman's power. She cannot reject you if go in there as if you have already been rejected. You've got nothing to loose. Even more so you are free to be whomever you want to be and no matter what happens next you can just downplay it, like it was meant to happen like that.
It may sound counter-intuitive, but in fact this is exactly what confidence is being built on. That lack of fear creates a sense of inner peace that cannot be faked and it fucking shows. You exude confindence through your every pore and that kinda gives you that devil may care look that every girl is attracted to. It basically sais you've got your shit together. You are mature enough to accept yourself with failures and successes and there is nothing that can set you off your path.
Ok, now that you've decided it's time for you to start anew, you best be doing that the right way. If you wanna be a playboy, you gotta start living like one. Or the closest you can get. And the best place to start is your crib. Now, regardless you have your own place, you rent or you're super rich and already have a mansion and a maid, you should remember that in other peoples eyes, your place is a reflection of yourself. And this reflection needs to be squeaky clean. As stated above, you should clean your place to the tiniest detail. Especially important are the bathroom, bedroom and kitchen. Let's start with the bathroom. Beside having all the tiles, faucets and toilet polished, you should bear in mind to have a variety of toiletries, not only for you, but also for every potential woman that will cross your doorstep. As such you should always keep handy some make-up pads, night cream, blow dryer, q tips, hair brush, extra set of toothbrushes, fresh set of towel...
Dear love of my life, It's been a true emotional rollercoaster trying to figure myself out. Why I do the things I do and why I keep running circles with my emotional unavailability. And the only constant thought I never really managed to shake off the back of my mind is you. And that didn't even start with the first night we spent together, which was monumental in itself. No, it started way before that. It started the first moment my retina captured the sight of you that day at the bank when time stood still and the atom was split. And then my brain couldn't erase it. And even though at that time the possibility of me and you was only a fantasy, it eventually came true. But then I lost you and I've been searching for you ever since. And no matter how much time has passed, somehow I keep a door open for the posibility that maybe, just maybe one day I will wake up and see that beautiful smile of yours next to me. Meanwhile I keep drowning myself in a sea of pointless pu...
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