I recently startded ignoring a girl who was giving IOIs but i was unable to close because of pptsd (post prison tramatic stress disorder)--very similar to ptsd with the added effects of intitutionalizatin. Shawshank Redemption - Institutionalized: https://youtu.be/jeMux1GjA7Y. I suffer from extreem imnotgoodenoughitis. Plus, im only attracted to girls who are at the apex of hypergamy--18 to 25. Im a prison ripped, tatted, and preserved 44 year old. I need advanced game if im to make up some of the fun i missed out on with those sweet young things! Munk Mode is in order.

Anyway, I started ignoring and talking to other girls in front of her whilst being very attuned to her unconscious behaviors. Ive been obsessed with evolution and human behavior since my first eureka moment when reading about Darwin's finches when I was 19. And now TRP not only because i believe it is my only hope, but it is a miracle of happenstance that I can even grasp its concepts because im not that smart--I can thank 20 years in prison with all the time in the world to read! I decided to go MM because I have a lot of work to do as a reult of my incarceration. So Ive just been observing body language like a scientist in the bush mostly because of confidence issues. I rarely talk to this girl anymore and only do so if she initiates and when she does i remain as aloof as possible. However, her unconscious behaviors show me a lot. Its as if we are communicating on a regular and in our unconscious minds we are already a couple! For example, i havent talked to her in a week or more--just hi in passing, but yesterday i was kind of flirting with a girl in front of her. I was a little buzzed from a shot of vodka so i was more confident than usual. After the interaction i turn and see her glaring at me like a jealous girl friend.

Me: What? (Im drunk and say it like i know what shes thinking).

Her: Nothing! (She says it like you'd say fuck you to someone) .

I walk away.

Now I dont know this girl from Adam. My observations of her body language are mostly the musing of a hopeless incel but my fascination with the unconscious mind has my immagination going wild! Did she show her true colors? Are we communicating in the SMP unconsciously? I know we are but how is this mirrored in the conscious solipsism of women to the point of uncontrolled jealously. In that moment it looked just like we were a couple yet i dont even know her last name and can count our conversations on one hand.