The Intro
English is not my main language so I will try to write my story as simple as I can, so I don’t make any incoherent strings of thought. It may seem at first that my sentences don’t interconnect with each other, but I will be trying my best to make a chronological order including two scenarios: the real time events and my inner thoughts and narration. It took me two days to write whole stuff but then I realized it was too long so I had to rewrite it. Storytelling on keyboard is not my strong suit.
First of all this is not a PUA master class or an example story from some experienced dude (the title may seem like it is). This is a short story about how easy it actually is to get a GF for an Average Joe and a retrospective look into my past and my future steady decline in a downward spiral.
TL; DR in the bottom
The Story
This story will be different. It will not be told like the usual success story where a guy implements right PUA steps and seduction tricks, passes every shit test, escalates and seals the deal RSD or Mark Manson style. No. This will be a story about a clueless average looking guy who got it right without knowing it (maybe a little) and after many years realized why it was the case in the first place.
Many of you will probably check out my profile and will deduce one or two things about me. The most obvious one being: a miserable entitled guy who pretends to know shit when he doesn’t. And you will probably be right. I have been a member of this subreddit since 2017. I was without GF then and I am without a GF now. No GF’s in between either. I have studied this place, I have tested these things but without long term success. Not because they didn’t work or I did it the wrong way. I was not really interested in picking up every woman I want that much. I used some of the techniques here on Tinder and in real life communication and they have worked but it felt so artificial and unnecessary. I will elaborate. Just read further. But you are right to assume that I am unqualified for this. 7 years ago I met my only girlfriend. I was 23 years at the time. KHV as you would call them – kissless hugless/handholdless virgin. I was a bit nervous about my status and sometimes I would bring myself down that I was just not good enough. I always wanted a woman I could respect - not just want out of need. A woman I could respect would be a woman that respects me. I would always have some sort of feelings towards good looking and sweet girls but they never satisfied anything I really wanted because they were either shallow or our interests were vastly apart so I didn’t want to pursue anything. Yes I was raised a good boy. I wouldn’t just put my P in her V for simple copulation purposes. And it didn’t play well with me for the rest of my life.
I had finished my Bachelors and entered my first year in pursuing Master’s degree in economics. I finished my trainee program in a local bank and got a good job as a corporate loan manager. While I was a trainee I got some good real life work experience about business in general that made me feel more confident towards my approaching studies. A bank is a hell of a good place to get all kinds of general and inside information about various industries and overall businesses and it gives you an immediate opinion almost on anything remotely related to economics. That was the intro.
I first met her in class. Got introduced through a classmate from Bachelors. It would be more correct way to say that I forcefully introduced myself and extended my hand for a handshake to my future GF (to initiate a handshake to a lady is inappropriate in my country. She has to offer her hand first). Later I got everyone’s numbers by declaring that I won’t be attending studies because I have so much to work (and I really had, I was swamped because a colleague quit and I got a double load) and I will need them for consultation on missed lectures. I also got Skype usernames. Then I began texting a couple of my course members and my future GF included (but mostly her). I told her that it was easier for me to talk to her since we were already acquainted. I started asking personal stuff there once in a while but out of curiosity. After a week or so I started debating my professor in front of the class about EU financing schemes etc (I was good at it so I felt the need to prove myself for myself by debating teachers and professors). This of course made me a special guy in the course since I was debating everyone and asking questions and was quite active. I once proposed that we should find if we have any horse meat sausages available in our stores and bring it to next lecture (I don’t remember the context why I it popped up, so don’t ask). I even promised the class that I will bring either horse meat sausages or any other non-traditional meat to the next lecture.
So after the lecture I went home and immediately messaged my future GF in Skype telling her that I won’t be attending next lectures but before the class where I was to bring the exotic non-traditional meat I would need her help in finding it, more specifically I will need her to wait for me when I come after work to university (after the classes have ended) and we will both go store by store trying to find the precious meat. She agreed. And she waited for me. And I was late. And she still waited for me. And when I arrived and saw her I immediately felt the need to go for a hug and I did. And she reciprocated. Then we went to the store. To make it somehow quicker and get to the coffee drinking part I ordered her to check one aisle while I check the other. Of course we didn’t find any horse meat but I bought some ostrich meat sausages. As our struggle to find horse meat sausages was short-lived I proposed that we get some coffee and muffins. She agreed. When I was getting my coffee I got in an argument with the salesperson that my coffee cup was only half full (long story short I fucked up on my part on filling machine and had to pay the full price for the full cup but I decided to argue). I refused to pay the full price and got almost escorted by security (I wasn’t aggressive). So that was my first date that wasn’t even a date. And I got a hug beforehand.
On the second date I came to her turf (part of the town) and we went to pizzeria. We had a nice time, she even initiated touching and hand holding (on a diner table). When I was escorting her home, I wanted to make a move, but couldn’t as I was inexperienced and she was rushing and I couldn’t find the right tempo. Nothing happened. I was a bit down but I didn’t stress it.
Third date was when I asked her out and told her I want to get something sweet to eat and she proposed a place. We went to it (it was a bakery). We were having a nice time and a beggar came there and pretended to be deaf (gave out to each table a disability card that proves he is disabled). Everyone dismissed him since most of them are lazy lowlives that try to extort money via empathy and then use it for booze. But I had an idea in my mind. An entertainment of sorts. Of course he tried to show with his sign language that he needed money. So I pretended I did not understand. I asked my girl to give me a paper and pen (from her bag) and handed them to him after I wrote my question “what do you want”. We began our dialogue on paper. He told me he has 3 kids and all of them need food to which I responded with a questing asking why he has new sneakers and why does his breath smell of booze. With a cringey smile he replied – it is cold outside. After having my ten minutes of fun during which my girl was silent and enjoying herself (she wasn’t uncomfortable) I handed that dude 2 euros (it would be 5 or 10 times the normal) as he worked hard to get that money and wasn’t offended by my questions. Btw Later I copied that paper and gave that girl as a memento. After we finished eating at that cafeteria we went for a walk and after a while I just asked her to give me her hand because I wanted to see her gloves. After examining it I lowered our hands and held them gently and now we were walking with our hands held. It was her bus stop around the corner. As we stopped there I knew that I was ready and so was she and this is the chance that I would be a retard not to take since my manhood had worked all its way to this moment so I took her by waist gently and pulled towards me… and we kissed. That was a damn passionate kiss (I have had others, but this was the best. She was a good kisser btw).
So that was the story. We split in a couple of months because I decided to end it all as she was insecure as fuck and shit-tested me to hell. When I pulled a dread game, she came back crying but I was already done. This part was completely my mistake because I was beta. I should have needed more relationships to get all this women shit through my skull because deep down I was still insecure too.
Now I am 30 and still single. And depressed. But not because I am lonely. But because I made wrong career move. And I have many other problems I need to work out so I am not in my greatest shape.
What is the morale of the story you may ask? I will tell you briefly. Seduction skills are in your DNA (it is common knowledge). Why? Because you exist, your parents made you and seduction played a key role in your creation! Everyone knows it but somehow all this PUA community and booksellers try to make some hard science out of it and asking you to create your special seduction systems and layer on top of layer overcomplicated ways of seducing that 7 . Honestly… fuck them). I will tell you why I think you should not stress it. If you read my story you probably noticed couple of things I did right there (if you are a frequent user here), for example:
I was confident enough to disregard the handshake rule and initiated it first. Later in our relationship I mentioned to her if she knew that I did it intentionally to which she responded that she didn’t like me being brazen but she was intrigued. At that moment I literally didn’t give a fuck about anything.
I became the leader of the group because I loudly proclaimed that I won’t be attending classes and politely told everyone to give me their contacts. Everyone obeyed.
I debated professors, made jokes and amused the group (for my own lols mostly. I wasn’t trying to impress anybody at that moment except for myself). I was so cool (don’t get me wrong, I am not bragging here), that one of the most hated professors (a young woman professor in finance!) came to smoke with me outside and was asking me for a consultation on how to get a loan to build a kindergarten. I literally gave out such strong energy of confidence that even the hardest nuts were willing to give me some slack.
I contacted my girl in Skype. She didn’t consider me a creep. She knew how I got these contacts. I wanted to connect with her the easier way possible so I used Skype because I wasn’t interested at that time to date immediately since I had almost no time for that therefore I used this platform to gather info (and not logistics as usually this community suggests). The only rare occasions when I met her at the beginning were during classes where I talked with literally anyone and didn’t put her on pedestal.
I made her wait for me after the classes during that horse meat sausage adventure. For her patience and investment (and compliance) she was rewarded with my hug.
The date wasn’t even a date. I just asked her to accompany me to the store (teamwork). When we went to store I asked her to check the other aisle (a compliance test which she submitted to). After that she received a coffee from me. It was a small adventure.
I made that scene at the coffee shop out of my own dumbness by being nearly escorted from the store by security and still came out as a victor (because I made a really stupid thing to do and I would not recommend doing it. But it created and emotional spike and a thrill. The date could go bad any moment. And then I went there and told her that everything was okay. I later dealt with that store on my own time as it had these violations and nasty staff.
I played that paper dialogue thing. I asked her to give me paper and pen (compliance). I was different from others who just told the beggar to fuck off. She was comfortable because I wasn’t trying to impress her. I was entertaining myself. I wouldn’t be doing this now because I am not confident in myself. But not then. I also made a memorabilia so there was a physical object that reminded her of our shared memories.
I asked her to show me her hand/gloves (compliance). I continued to hold her hand (compliance). As you see I had implemented many of seduction skills (without even knowing them). I am analyzing this and adding PUA terminology on top of my past situations to make it more rational and explanatory for this environment (I guess).
During all this time before we became a couple I didn’t get a single shit test from her. Maybe there were shit tests and I literally didn’t even notice them or I had raised my value so instantly (during those 3 situations mentioned in 1;2;3;) that she didn’t even consider shit-testing me in the first place. There was a quote here saying:
“As such, I think shit tests are worth being aware of, but far more important is the general mindset of being 'high value' and not being needy. If you've got that, then you'll pass most shit tests without even realizing that it is a shit test!”
I wasn’t lifting. I was half bald. A 6 at best. She was 8. She had this rare type of face that doesn’t need any make up and is good on its own. And I still got her. And dumped her.
The Moral of the Story
Everything I did came as natural as it could come. I didn’t analyze it. I didn’t even know what PUA was at that time. I felt so good about myself because I literally felt I am above others because for me it was all about the knowledge – to know everything, to challenge everyone including the university workforce. I didn’t want to lift. I was happy the way I was. Only for that brief amount of time. During which I behaved as my ancestors would like me to behave. It wasn’t about her. It was about me. That is confidence.
Do you feel depressed? Do you have a dream or did you have a dream? What is your most true desire (even the most egoistic one)? Find it! And start realizing it! Do it now! Your realized ambitions will make you feel free and in a state of content and satisfaction. If you feel this is not enough I suggest you go for the feeling where you know you will be above others and very high value (as sociopathic as it seems).
Want to play guitar like Slash? Start practicing!
Want to become a hunter? Get a gun permit and hunters license!
Want to create the biggest hamster farm? Just do it!
Want to be a renowned tattoo artist? What keeps you waiting?
Find that urge that is elevating your mood during daydreaming! Even if it is becoming a PUA master.
Get off on doing the things you love. Yes. And women will be a byproduct of your life, a lucky passenger on your wild ride. And you won’t have to stress shit when you interact with them (unless she is a 10 lol, just don’t piss your pants). Your frame will be unshaken even when a 9 will try to shake it. If you are happy you literally won’t give a shit. And that is the art of not giving a shit. I am sure. I experienced it. And I am telling you my story only now because only now I realized what was happening with me those seven years ago. Without this subbredit it wouldn’t be possible. I wouldn’t be able to recognize the true reason why I got her. It was so obscured in past and my chaotic worldview that I probably wouldn’t be able to understand it on my own as unfortunately I have gone astray from my glorious path these last years.
How could that be that I made almost every move with such precision to seduce a girl I liked and now I am an utter piece of shit that can’t get a GF? Because I felt high value at that moment and had the momentum to go further. I didn’t need this sub to get a GF. Nor do you. Don’t feel addicted to theory! I am a living proof that shows that even the most boring and average unfit dude can get a decent girl as soon as he is happy with himself and life and it is in his genes. All these tricks and moves will come natural to you. You will not think about them. You are not worse than Chad. You just haven’t looked out for yourself and found your meaning. Be angry, be brave and have courage to begin your quest to world domination even if it is building the biggest hamster farm on the planet!
TL;DR
Get off on doing the things you love. Women will be a byproduct of your life. You won’t have to stress shit when you interact with them. Your frame will be unshaken. If you are happy you literally won’t give a shit. And that is the art of not giving a shit. Stay true to yourself and strive to be the best version of yourself. You are not worse than Chad. You just haven’t looked out for yourself. Be angry, be brave and have courage to begin your quest to world domination. You won’t need this sub soon enough.
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