thederekeffect1
Master Don Juan
- Realizing that women won't just fall in my lap.
- Accepting that attraction isn't a choice.
- Learning the power of eye contact and smiling.
- Accepting that women aren't the innocent creatures I made them out to be.
- The decision to not let failure hold me back.
But the thing that really opened my eyes was my ex-g/f.
For years, I had been ahead of my best friend in the dating field. I got laid before he did, I got a girlfriend before he did, and two of his girlfriends left him for me. One day, he hands me a book about seduction. I read through it, but I thought it was retarded. And I laughed at him because he needed a book to tell him what to do. I even told him a few times, "you're setting yourself up for failure, man". I told my girlfriend about the book. At first, she got pissed saying that the book is not true and that it stereotypes women and blah blah blah. And than we laughed about it.
Suddenly, women start liking him. He starts going on dates with women. And his success just keeps increasing! By this time, he even has a whole new group of friends. We had plans to find an apartment, and he moves in with four other people. Women who used to call him ugly, tell me that he's annoying and say "eww" to the thought of dating him were calling him up. His phone never stopped ringing.
I would have been jealous of him if it weren't for the fact that I was so happy with my girlfriend. We still laughed about the book together and she still seemed happy to be with me (despite the comment she made that he DOES have a nice body). What she didn't know was that even though the book was thrown away, I had started reading up more on seduction (this is when I came across SoSuave.com). I still had too much pride to admit it works, but my best friend's success had me curious. To be quite honest, I was frantically searching for an answer that was explainable in MY mind to why my best friend was getting so successful with women (and people in general). To me, he was still the same loser that could never get a girlfriend in a million years unless I put in a good word for him.
By this time, things were getting weird between me and my girlfriend. We were constantly arguing and my jealousy was beginning to kick in. Ex-boyfriends started coming back into the picture. Meanwhile, my best friend was having sex with a few friends of mine that were women and I'm only getting more and more pissed at the information I was reading about. On top of this all, she really knew how to manipulate me and take advantage of me.
I was starting to get angry, so I began working out a lot more often. But I think it had the opposite effect. An effect similar to steroids. When you work out too much your testostorone builds up and can actually have a negative response on your body. In the end, I completely lost my sanity. My emotions were out of control. I began crying right in front of her after arguements. During arguements I was punching things, throwing things across the room, and yelling. I even got into a fist fight once with a random guy after an arguement with my girlfriend. My jealousy was out of control (I think it was a statement she made about Joe's body once that set me off) and I tried controlling her. I didn't give her any breathing space what-so-ever.
A few months later, she broke up with me. And on top of my out of control emotions, I went into a deep depression. And even tried killing myself on three different occasions. I was rapedly losing friends. And the friends that did stay by my side were in shock as I was a completely different person. A year ago, I was the calmest, most relaxed "not a care in the world" person you could ever meet. Now I was out of control. And to be quite honest, lucky not to be in prison after I did something stupid after getting drunk one night at a party where my ex-girlfriend was and watching her make out with other men. (Don't worry, I didn't kill anyone... I was beat down with a bat before I could, lol). It's worth mentioning that I have fixed all of those problems and have complete control over myself now.
Anyways, it turns out that she broke up with me for my best friend. That was my huge eye opener. That's when I realized that I had to get control of myself and that I had no game. It took a bad relationship, my girlfriend leaving me for my best friend (who was always behind me when it came to dating), and raging emotions to open my eyes.
K. I'm done ranting about my story.
- Accepting that attraction isn't a choice.
- Learning the power of eye contact and smiling.
- Accepting that women aren't the innocent creatures I made them out to be.
- The decision to not let failure hold me back.
But the thing that really opened my eyes was my ex-g/f.
For years, I had been ahead of my best friend in the dating field. I got laid before he did, I got a girlfriend before he did, and two of his girlfriends left him for me. One day, he hands me a book about seduction. I read through it, but I thought it was retarded. And I laughed at him because he needed a book to tell him what to do. I even told him a few times, "you're setting yourself up for failure, man". I told my girlfriend about the book. At first, she got pissed saying that the book is not true and that it stereotypes women and blah blah blah. And than we laughed about it.
Suddenly, women start liking him. He starts going on dates with women. And his success just keeps increasing! By this time, he even has a whole new group of friends. We had plans to find an apartment, and he moves in with four other people. Women who used to call him ugly, tell me that he's annoying and say "eww" to the thought of dating him were calling him up. His phone never stopped ringing.
I would have been jealous of him if it weren't for the fact that I was so happy with my girlfriend. We still laughed about the book together and she still seemed happy to be with me (despite the comment she made that he DOES have a nice body). What she didn't know was that even though the book was thrown away, I had started reading up more on seduction (this is when I came across SoSuave.com). I still had too much pride to admit it works, but my best friend's success had me curious. To be quite honest, I was frantically searching for an answer that was explainable in MY mind to why my best friend was getting so successful with women (and people in general). To me, he was still the same loser that could never get a girlfriend in a million years unless I put in a good word for him.
By this time, things were getting weird between me and my girlfriend. We were constantly arguing and my jealousy was beginning to kick in. Ex-boyfriends started coming back into the picture. Meanwhile, my best friend was having sex with a few friends of mine that were women and I'm only getting more and more pissed at the information I was reading about. On top of this all, she really knew how to manipulate me and take advantage of me.
I was starting to get angry, so I began working out a lot more often. But I think it had the opposite effect. An effect similar to steroids. When you work out too much your testostorone builds up and can actually have a negative response on your body. In the end, I completely lost my sanity. My emotions were out of control. I began crying right in front of her after arguements. During arguements I was punching things, throwing things across the room, and yelling. I even got into a fist fight once with a random guy after an arguement with my girlfriend. My jealousy was out of control (I think it was a statement she made about Joe's body once that set me off) and I tried controlling her. I didn't give her any breathing space what-so-ever.
A few months later, she broke up with me. And on top of my out of control emotions, I went into a deep depression. And even tried killing myself on three different occasions. I was rapedly losing friends. And the friends that did stay by my side were in shock as I was a completely different person. A year ago, I was the calmest, most relaxed "not a care in the world" person you could ever meet. Now I was out of control. And to be quite honest, lucky not to be in prison after I did something stupid after getting drunk one night at a party where my ex-girlfriend was and watching her make out with other men. (Don't worry, I didn't kill anyone... I was beat down with a bat before I could, lol). It's worth mentioning that I have fixed all of those problems and have complete control over myself now.
Anyways, it turns out that she broke up with me for my best friend. That was my huge eye opener. That's when I realized that I had to get control of myself and that I had no game. It took a bad relationship, my girlfriend leaving me for my best friend (who was always behind me when it came to dating), and raging emotions to open my eyes.
K. I'm done ranting about my story.