![]() ![]() You have access to a teeny, tiny part of their lives and have constructed an elaborate theory based on jack and shit. You literally have no idea what their relationship is like, what they talk about or what they do when you’re not around. You’re making a whole lot of judgements based on your ideas of who these people are without actually seeing them together. But the fact that you don’t see whatever it is that they see doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist. This is what we call “projection”, my dude. They looked just as sleazy as these dudes, it was like hearing a public figure you support did or said something really asinine. And whenever I saw how comfy and happy these girls were around these scumbags, all I could feel was contempt for them. These girls weren’t the female equivalent of the Deliverance boys either, they were perfectly upstanding but they went with the worst lot you can imagine. The more I thought about it, the more I realized this kind of stuff was incredibly common. Thus far, we still are at the point of my shrugging my shoulders and saying “… and?” Because all we have is that you don’t like these dudes. I recalled how a similar field hockey star and straight A student dated a loser type for years, someone who couldn’t even spell cynical. And sometimes the shitty edgelords try to hide being shitty from people they’re trying to date. Other times they’re shitty edgelords themselves. Sometimes it’s because they think they see the good in them and can fix them. Shockingly, girls do occasionally date shitty edgelords. This same goth kid was the type who would tell the black kids they needed to be lynched to their faces, and would “joke” about anti-Semitism around actual Jewish kids around him. So maybe, just maybe… she just liked them. You know that a) she’s dating him and b) she’s dating him. I’m going to point out something you literally just said:ĭon’t really have much of an opinion on him, don’t know anything about him. ![]() But after she broke up with him, she went out with an insufferable goth kid asshole for years, way longer than the previous two, the type of troublemaker who somehow drew a penis using a pencil on a stainless steel stool and flunked most of his classes while she was a perfect straight A student. Don’t really have much of an opinion on him, don’t know anything about him. I remember the daughter of the high school superintendent ditched a nerdy but good Asian guy for some big time military guy. The more I thought about it, the more it seemed right. I refer you back to Ross Jeffries’ “Speed Seduction” method.īut then I simply resigned myself to maybe this talk of nice guys being shafted is correct.Īfter all, I was never a Casanova of any kind, and maybe this is what I need to do. Some kooky internet crap akin to Alex Chiu’s claims of giving you eternal life or the dollar bill being a lizard people prophecy of the Mayans, I first thought it was a load of bullshit, However when I found PUA, everything changed. The world got by with people hooking up, having sex and having kids long before Ross Jeffries thought saying “blow me” in an oddly stilted way could get him head. Once you get past a time when being marriage was less of a way of sealing contracts or property exchanges and people started marrying for love and companionship, that’s exactly how it works. ![]() But deep down I had faith that good people chose their partners simply because they liked them for who they were, or they were honestly attracted to them, no tricks or anything required. Relationships simply didn’t matter to me. I was never a social butterfly, so I never really gave much notice to the people around me or who they dated, it was just okay, “A is going out with B, big deal.” Wasn’t any of my business back then and I had enough problems of my own. Or, to put it bluntly, taking the red pill. ![]() When I found PUA back when I was 19 back in 2005, it was like learning Santa Claus wasn’t real. There’s been a lot that’s been bothering me about the whole Nice Guy/Asshole thing for well over a decade. Hey Doc, long-time reader, first-time caller. So scrub up, snap on the gloves and put on your gown. But at the end: we’ll understand what went wrong and what it’s going to take for things to work next time. More often than not, it calls for a mix of tough love and a liberal application of The Chair Leg of Truth. These are the times when it’s time to head to the lab, see what’s on the slab, and then get elbow deep in it’s guts to see where things went wrong. Sometimes the answer is more complex or requires a deeper dive into the situation. On occasion, however, I’ll get a letter that necessitates going into greater depth than the usual submission. Normally on Fridays, I run readers questions for Ask Dr. ![]()
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