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Don Juan
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I'm not really sure where I'm going with this, or why I'm posting this at all. I guess I'm just looking for guidance.
The last three women I've dated were all hot, solid girls with low n-counts, the typical feminine behavior we all claim we want, and good character. This last one is as close to a Unicorn as it gets: faithful, loyal, respectful, kind, and demure. Proverbs 31 to a "T." She literally does all the pursuing, like Corey Wayne says should happen. All I ever have to do is initiate a text now and then to make a date. When we meet up, I rarely have to initiate physical contact, and when I do, it is warmly received. In sum, this girl checks off every box this site, others, and I say that she should.
I've been down this road enough times to know when a woman is falling for me. They get this look in their eyes. This last girl has it. The girl before her had it. And the girl before that one had it, too. For the first two, I was acquaintances with some of their friends, who let it slip through the grapevine that they felt "a spark," "chemistry," "fireworks," and "excited like a little girl" with me. These were soon followed with statements to the effect of "she really, really, really likes you. Like a lot, a lot."
I dumped the first two. I'm thinking about dumping this last one.
Why? I'm bored. I don't feel a godd**n thing for any of them. Seriously. They're off falling in love. Me? No emotional connection whatsoever. No desire to see them more than once a week. No desire to upgrade the relationship. And no desire to lift a finger of effort to keep them around. Accordingly, I never texted first, never called first, never "hinted" at meeting up first. If they stopped contacting me to see how long it would be before I would contact them, they'd never hear from me again. They literally did all the work, and they were happy to do it.
I, however, met each text message or phone call with an eye-roll. It's the exact same reaction I have when my mom texts me to talk about whogivesash*t or to ask for the umpteenth time when I'm coming home to see her. I have this reaction because I do not give one solitary f**k whether these girls come or go. Indeed, if I texted one and got a response from her sister saying she died in a car accident the day before but she really liked me and was excited about what we were and where we were going, I would have shrugged and gone back to doing whatever it was that I was doing. No joke.
Is this how it ends? Have I become so desensitized to women and their games that they really have become THAT interchangeable in my eyes? One thing that struck me as I started to learn Game is just how basic girls are these days. They're all the same. Their games are the same. The half-assed way they pursue is the same. The way they act on a first date is the same. The way they look at you when they want to f*ck you is the same. The way they look at you when they're falling in love with you is the same. Look at a girl's Instagram and it looks like she's having the time of her life, but I promise you she's doing the exact same thing as every other girl in her apartment complex/sorority house/neighborhood: Sitting at home in her comfies and watching bullsh*t on TV.
I'll admit, sheepishly, that I initially started studying Game so I could marry the hottest chick I could possibly get with my looks and station in life, and vowed that I wouldn't settle for someone with low character. As I learned and applied what is taught here and elsewhere, I started to see women for who they really were, and I backed off the marriage dream but I still wanted to entertain a LTR with a hot, quality woman for companionship and some variety from being a single bachelor who gets laid a lot. As I progressed further from there, all I wanted to do was run harems. That's what I do now. I have two FBs with girls who I am only physically attracted to (their personalities otherwise are practically sh*t), and one girl I'm "dating" who I see as a potential LTR.
Unfortunately, however, it has gotten to the point where any woman who is in my life longer than a month becomes a burden, a nuisance, and an annoyance. I have the same excitement about an upcoming date with a near-Unicorn as I do about going to the dentist. I don't want to go, but I feel obligated to. This feeling is magnified for first dates, when I can pretty much write out a script of what will happen, what we'll talk about, and when. Initially, I thought all this fatigue came because I was tired of women and their games, but now that I'm meeting women who are not playing any games and are doing all the things experts in the field instruct us they should be doing, I couldn't possibly care any less about any of them.
Okay, that's the end of my rant. Anyone who's felt this way and knows what I'm going through, please chime in. I don't want to have to spend $2,500 on a shrink to talk about my mommy issues.
The last three women I've dated were all hot, solid girls with low n-counts, the typical feminine behavior we all claim we want, and good character. This last one is as close to a Unicorn as it gets: faithful, loyal, respectful, kind, and demure. Proverbs 31 to a "T." She literally does all the pursuing, like Corey Wayne says should happen. All I ever have to do is initiate a text now and then to make a date. When we meet up, I rarely have to initiate physical contact, and when I do, it is warmly received. In sum, this girl checks off every box this site, others, and I say that she should.
I've been down this road enough times to know when a woman is falling for me. They get this look in their eyes. This last girl has it. The girl before her had it. And the girl before that one had it, too. For the first two, I was acquaintances with some of their friends, who let it slip through the grapevine that they felt "a spark," "chemistry," "fireworks," and "excited like a little girl" with me. These were soon followed with statements to the effect of "she really, really, really likes you. Like a lot, a lot."
I dumped the first two. I'm thinking about dumping this last one.
Why? I'm bored. I don't feel a godd**n thing for any of them. Seriously. They're off falling in love. Me? No emotional connection whatsoever. No desire to see them more than once a week. No desire to upgrade the relationship. And no desire to lift a finger of effort to keep them around. Accordingly, I never texted first, never called first, never "hinted" at meeting up first. If they stopped contacting me to see how long it would be before I would contact them, they'd never hear from me again. They literally did all the work, and they were happy to do it.
I, however, met each text message or phone call with an eye-roll. It's the exact same reaction I have when my mom texts me to talk about whogivesash*t or to ask for the umpteenth time when I'm coming home to see her. I have this reaction because I do not give one solitary f**k whether these girls come or go. Indeed, if I texted one and got a response from her sister saying she died in a car accident the day before but she really liked me and was excited about what we were and where we were going, I would have shrugged and gone back to doing whatever it was that I was doing. No joke.
Is this how it ends? Have I become so desensitized to women and their games that they really have become THAT interchangeable in my eyes? One thing that struck me as I started to learn Game is just how basic girls are these days. They're all the same. Their games are the same. The half-assed way they pursue is the same. The way they act on a first date is the same. The way they look at you when they want to f*ck you is the same. The way they look at you when they're falling in love with you is the same. Look at a girl's Instagram and it looks like she's having the time of her life, but I promise you she's doing the exact same thing as every other girl in her apartment complex/sorority house/neighborhood: Sitting at home in her comfies and watching bullsh*t on TV.
I'll admit, sheepishly, that I initially started studying Game so I could marry the hottest chick I could possibly get with my looks and station in life, and vowed that I wouldn't settle for someone with low character. As I learned and applied what is taught here and elsewhere, I started to see women for who they really were, and I backed off the marriage dream but I still wanted to entertain a LTR with a hot, quality woman for companionship and some variety from being a single bachelor who gets laid a lot. As I progressed further from there, all I wanted to do was run harems. That's what I do now. I have two FBs with girls who I am only physically attracted to (their personalities otherwise are practically sh*t), and one girl I'm "dating" who I see as a potential LTR.
Unfortunately, however, it has gotten to the point where any woman who is in my life longer than a month becomes a burden, a nuisance, and an annoyance. I have the same excitement about an upcoming date with a near-Unicorn as I do about going to the dentist. I don't want to go, but I feel obligated to. This feeling is magnified for first dates, when I can pretty much write out a script of what will happen, what we'll talk about, and when. Initially, I thought all this fatigue came because I was tired of women and their games, but now that I'm meeting women who are not playing any games and are doing all the things experts in the field instruct us they should be doing, I couldn't possibly care any less about any of them.
Okay, that's the end of my rant. Anyone who's felt this way and knows what I'm going through, please chime in. I don't want to have to spend $2,500 on a shrink to talk about my mommy issues.
