You're going to have to read a little bit. But if you are really up for a challenge, listen to this:
I have sat through so much PUA. So much, it's ridiculous. I think getting through too much theory without practice sort of skewed my learning into a more ideal format.
Regardless, let me start by saying tonight I pin pointed my dilemma.
I will give a very brief situation synopsis:
1.) Ever since I finished all the Mature Masculinity material (took me about a month) I started being courageous and talking to women. Making mistakes at times. Obviously, like anyone.
2.) I have made eye reflexes completely disappear. I stare my way into her zone w/no problem. I've also developed an image of completely being relaxed and something mysterious, but what exactly is it?
3.) I have gotten women to approach me, without making much effort, just adding small quirks into the convo. Smelling very freaking fresh (Million by Paco Rabanne, if you want to smell like a million ******* dollars!) and smiling all the time.
4.) I have reached the point where I touch women, they touch me, I flirt with them, they flirt with me -- specific exmaple:
Tonight (freshest one in my memory)
I'm at a get together with 4 friends and 4 girls. Two of them are skanks who throw me off because they are super hot!!!!!! and I don't know how to deal with them yet. Other two are kind: one is doable, the other is sexy but not physically stunning.
I had every chick come up to me and give me lifelines (Pillinsky talks about this) and have conversation. 3 of them, I took my time, listened, went to pour myself another drink, talk to the guys for a sec who were all switching around because it was a great ratio and we all seemed quite confident -- and when the 5th girl arrived, I shot for her in the bull's eye. She picked it up right away. She was older, a stewardess, felt out of place cause all the chicks were skanky younger ones and overall: She was smoking freaking skinny and short HOT. All I could think of saying throughout our whole conversation was "I'd love to join the mile high club with you" ***I should of gotten it in there somehow, I wussed out and fed up***
At this point I've spoken to all of them, one of the skankier ones is making out with my friend in a room, the other one comes up to me and says:
"something something... blah blah ... I only like very smart people" ***I don't want to say I'm smart, but I am a physics professor***
I don't remember what I said back, but I made it ok, because I remember grabbing her waste, and her being responsive.
We go to the club:
(I haven't mentioned: this girl is leaving the country in 5 days, I'm in Buenos Aires, Argentina --> City of fury)
Grinding on her, took too long. I think. I'm not sure. I was dancing with her and she would be rubbing that freaking money maker on me and I didn't know if I should Snoop Doggy Dog it or Latin sensation move with her.
I did a bit of both, maybe she noticed the lack of certainty in the mix.
Regardless, she disappeared. By now all her friends have me as the skank chooser, the blonde stewardess left cause she's old (I should of stuck to her, I would of totally had sex with her instead of any other of the dumb sluts) and I don't even try to dance anymore with this chick cause she walks over to her friends everytime we dance (since I milk the farking dancing all the time)
End of line
I understand that I'm not making a move. Is that all that's missing? I know I can make out with them if I want it, it's noticeable with how much they are receptive to my touches, how they are ok with me grabbing their head and pointing it towards me, I breathe on their neck, I grind the sh1t out of them... Geesh
I admit that I have never had these fine ass women at my hands waiting for me to make a move. I completely freaking flipped Is that all?
Still, it sends me towards saying sometimes I feel like all of this isn't me, in a way. I've read too much. My personality doesn't know where to fix on.
Does anybody empathize? Drop two cents :]