EDIT/UPDATE FOR 2014:
This is my old "Ask Me" thread from 2008-2010.
Back in those days, a lot of experienced PUAs had "Ask Me" threads where people could go straight to a reliable source for answers. There were already many Ask Me threads about beginner questions and more basic stuff, so I decided to dedicate my Ask Me thread for "Advanced Questions."
After having realized the bullshit behind saying that my thread was for "advanced questions" only, I locked and closed my thread with no intention of ever unlocking it ever again.
Well, it's 2014 now, and I've come a long way as an expert in the field of dating and seduction. Many of my opinions have changed, and I will very likely disagree with many of the answers I had provided in the past.
Therefore, I'd like to re-open my Ask Me thread to ANY and ALL questions anyone may have about dating and seduction. I would like to reintroduce the culture of reliable information being propagated on this forum, and I hope that re-opening my old Ask Me thread will serve as a step in that direction.
Just a few of the many things I can help you with:
I have been in the PUA community since 2003. I have extensive experience with:
- Dating and seducing all kinds of women, of course!
- PUA-related ebooks, DVD programs, etc. I have exposed myself to and researched most of the available products on the market.
- Ethical/moral/philosophical discussion in regards to pickup.
- Leadership dynamics and group organization, such as PUA Lairs and social circles.
- Teaching others the art of pickup.
- Being an Asian PUA in American society (lived in the US most of my life).
- Being an Asian-American PUA in Korean society (living in South Korea currently).
- Friends With Benefits (FWB) relationships.
- Being an introvert trying to learn and practice PUA stuff, which is very extrovert-centric.
- Successfully finding a way to be a lethally seductive introvert without having to fake being extroverted.
- Also, I have been in a happy exclusive relationship for the past ~2 years, so I've learned a thing or two about maintaining healthy, happy LTRs.
My story:
The decade-long journey I've walked in all of this pickup stuff was a dark and gruesome path full of mistakes, shame, regret, but also happiness and success.
I've heard pickup "gurus" much more famous than myself bragging about how 50% of their students go out and successfully get women's phone numbers during their bootcamps. I scoffed when I heard this.
During the last workshop I held in New Orleans, I trained a handful of guys with both seminar and infield instruction.
100% of them got make-outs during the infield portion of my workshop.
That's right, ALL OF THEM
at least kiss-closed during my program, and many of these students were complete beginners with no prior experience in going out and trying to pick up girls.
I wasn't always so great at teaching this stuff. In fact, I wasn't always very good at pickup myself.
Let's start at the very beginning...
I started liking girls while I was in the second grade of Elementary school, which is probably a really young age since most of my friends were still running away from girls in fear of "cooties." What did I like about girls when I was that young? I don't know. I was too young to know of sexual urges.
I remember asking my mother, "Mom, what made you fall in love with Dad?" to which she replied, "He told me that I was the only woman that he loved."
A foolish child, I took that advice to heart, thinking that I could win love by showing
dedication and
desperation.
In the third or fourth grade (I can't really remember which), I had a crush on one of my classmates. I would supplicate to her, write her love letters, and generally avoid talking to her face to face. I'm sure the avoidance was mutual, but for different reasons. On Valentine's Day I got her a white teddy bear. I left it on her desk.
Disgusted, she returned it to me...
From that day forward I cursed Valentines Day and all the love and happiness that it stood for because, as far as I could tell, I could not have it.
Maybe I didn't
deserve love and happiness...
I went through Middle school chasing after girls, oneitis after oneitis, rejection after rejection. I was convinced that I was "in love" with each of those girls. Although it sent me down a depressive spiral of hopeless self-pity, I was still damn persistent and played the "nice guy" card over and over, thinking that there was at least one special girl around who would be able to return my codependent feelings of attachment and neediness for affection.
Every time I sought advice from female friends, the only thing they could tell me was, "
You just haven't found the right girl yet."
So I kept looking for the "right girl" who would take me into her arms and wholeheartedly accept the desperate love and needy low-self esteem that defined me.
I did not find her.
This story of mine is not something I normally share with others because simply thinking about my
pathetic, desperate years still brings me enough grief to piss me off.
When I say "pathetic," I really do mean that I was PATHETIC.
In fact, it brings me great shame to admit that
I tried to kill myself.
More than once.
Why did I try to take my own life?
Honestly, I think most of you will never understand the mental and emotional suffering it takes to want to actually die, let alone attempt it. And I think most of you will never understand how much a boy can suffer from being so bad with girls and never feeling relief from the intense desperation of loneliness.
However... I bet some of you can. In fact, I bet a lot of you can understand what it feels like to be desperate, lonely, and heartbroken. And I bet you really know how much it sucks.
They asked me why I had wanted to kill myself, but I couldn't bring myself to admit that it was because of girl problems; that would be absolutely ridiculous.
Out of shame I lied and told them it was because I felt too much pressure to make good grades. After that, whenever I thought about killing myself, I rationalized the desire away by thinking, "I might as well live because I can still help other people."
I still felt worthless, and I felt that I didn't deserve any affectionate pleasures of life. Why else would I have been denied them?
Then came 2003. I was just 14 years old.
I found PUA stuff on the internet. After reading some of the teachings, everything made a lot more sense. My entire life perspective had been turned upside down. These self-proclaimed "pickup artists" and "dating gurus" gave advice and tips that actually worked when I tried them out for myself (
I finally got a girl to like me back!), unlike all the "be a nice guy" and "be yourself" sort of advice that I kept hearing everywhere else.
I had been bred by my parents and by society to be a spineless coward, to supplicate to every whim of women, to put women up on a pedestal, to worship the ground they walked on if I ever hoped to have a true romantic connection with one of these goddesses. Society told me to cut my balls off and to present them to women on a silver platter, but the Seduction Community told me to man up and to embrace my natural masculinity shamelessly and maturely... and it worked.
It fucking worked.
I found the salvation I've always wanted. I found an escape from the hell of
loneliness and
desperation because I finally found out that there really was a way out.
From that day on I have devoured every piece of pickup-related information I could find, and kicked myself in the ass to get out of the house, practice, and turn myself into one of these pickup artists.
That was nearly a decade ago.
Throughout my long journey I've learned so much, been through every "phase" and hardship someone learning pickup goes through, been with any "type" of woman you probably want to be with, and it was a very long and slow process that I dragged my feet through from start to finish.
I then turned toward helping others who were once in my shoes or any similar position of desperation.
And I decided that it was my calling.
So, here I am.
Ask me anything.