Good morning gents. I'm pleased to say that I'm finally making some good progress in this game of relationships and understanding the importance of numbers.
If you've been following my posts any, you'd see that sometimes, I have some legit questions, but other times, I have done some whining and complaining. That's the AFC I still have in me, but he's starting to pack his bags and move on out....slowly but surely. For the past couple of months, I've been practicing peacocking, opening up sets automatically, I've been showing girls how to dance, touch during conversation, kiss closing, etc. But time after time, those numbers turned to be nothing but non replied messages, rejections, flakes, etc.
I got frustrated. At one point wanted to quit. I just told myself that maybe I just didn't have the genes necessary to excell at the dating game, and that maybe one day I'll get some superficial stuff to attract. I mean, after months of reading, practicing, and getting tips from two male friends who really wanted to help me out, and it all still looking this, why would I think otherwise? I've never had control of my love life.
Well last night, I got some P. No, not pu$$y. But a real sign of progress. Before I got home on one of my frustrated rants last Saturday, I stop at a fast food restaurant to goo to the bathroom. As I got out, there was a 4 or 5 set hanging by the bathroom. I opened, made good conversation, and got the number of a short light skinned girl. I tried setting up a date with her on Saturday (yesterday) but she had other obligations.mi didn't let her know, but I was frustrated.....again. But she was cool, and actually invited me to come see her at while she was doing what she had to do.
The week goes by, and so it's Friday night. I got out solo, just to see what I could apply and get. I freaking bombed lol. Opened a 3 set, spent way too much time with them, didn't even bother to ask for a number smh. And then on top of that, the girl I was supposed to see tomorrow night (last night Saturday in present tense), said she actually wasn't going to her thing anymore. Again.......frustrated.
So I applied some push-pull mechanics, and she actually started to open up some. Matter of fact, she even told that even though she wasn't going to do her thing anymore, she was still expecting to see me. So I was still in. She wanted to bring one of her girls along (I took it as BS test, but also an ioi...and oooooooo was I right), and basically, I was an all-star.
My goodness, I was able to pay attention to so many things that would have never payed attention to, and do so many things I never thought I would. My target of the night was of course, her friend. I naturally negged the hell out of the girl I was supposed to be with lol. In doing so, I noticed the way she would try to talk louder and over her friend to get my attention on her (ioi). I was the one to please! I was alpha! I had to be impressed! She would just not stop playing with her hair (ioi). A guy came down and sat with us, he slick tried to run game. Her friend was somewhat buying it, she wasn't (ioi). We were bar hopping and as we would leave, she actually reached for my arm to hold (big ioi). At this point, I was sold I had her). I mean whenever we moved, I noticed she would either stick her hand out, or let me grab it. She's in graduate school (she's got brains!) but magically all of a sudden has nothing to do today after work when I asked was she available to hang out one on one (probably too much of a rush, but hey, YOLO).
So at the last bar, I got confident and suave. This dude got bold and actually got on her to dance, right in front of me (ssshhhiiiiiiitttttt teeseeesst). She danced, and I was like wtf in my head. But I acted like I didn't care lol. Soon as he left and a better song came on, I was like "let me show you how it's really done". As we were dancing and as her friend stood idly by, as she leaned and grinded on me, I was basically devouring her neck, licking her ear, kissing her face, running my hand down her smooth feminine back, and grabbing her butt (oooooo she was thick!). I tried isolating her, she was down for it, but the friend followed and almost slick blocked lol. But in the end, that didn't stop our quick make-out session (emotional investment) in the back
. She took me home (I rode a bus downtown earlier) and I got some more make out time before we parted (you will not believe how many women are ok with you asking if you can get a kiss goodnight. Forget that 3 date rule).
So, the moral of the testimony: there's going to be a frustration stage. Where you just bomb approach after approach, rejection after rejection, and be ignored number after number. When this happens, that's when you must realize that the winds of change are about to blow your way. This is when you have two options: quit and actually make the pain worse by removing yourself for any possible fun, or brave the pain, and make a break through. There probably still will be sometimes where I whine and complain, but I at least now know that I am making change.
I understand this is only one girl, but for the first time, I can successfully say, that without being hitched, I have finally been able to go/seek out, attract, close, meet, tease, escalate, get physical, and make plans. And I feel great.
Cheers to the men who lost faith in themselves. You're just one approach away from a breakthrough. I hope this story somehow motivates/inspires men to get back up. Comment or DM me if it does!
CHAT