This is the sort of thing I was saving for a book, but the homey Vaun is going through it right now.
So you get your game on and popping. No more approach anxiety. You start having a sixth sense for when a chick is READY. No longer looking for signs, now you lead. No more number closes, it’s meeting a chick and taking her home the same night.
The new player with freshly minted skills typically goes a bit crazy. It’s like you finally get that first couple of checks and they haven’t fired you.
IT’S REALLY HAPPENING.
When I hit level 1 game, I was banging for 3 years straight. I lived to go out. Had my ride, had my own spot, in shape, was a figure in the scene – Persian, Mexican, White, Venezuela, Indian…you name it, and I tasted it.
And then I met her.
Now prior to the game, I had my first love. Then I was banging probably the hottest chick I’d banged up to that point. And that break up drove me to the game. (yeah, yeah, you’ve heard it before)
3 years later, dozens of notches on the belt. I thought I’d mastered the game.
This chick, the one, the prototype…
She had the face, the body, but most of all – THE PERSONALITY.
That’s the one of the things that cold approach night game can’t really teach you to find.
Heels, easy. Likes the same music? No problem. T&A – ALL DAY..
But personality really doesn’t peak out through a blouse. You have to interact. (Cold approach One Night Stand game doesn’t teach how to detect long term behavior either…post for another time…)
So your boy fell hard.
Had to let the harem fall back. Went monogamous. (*cringe*)
And well you know what happens after that. You keep your G tight at the beginning – but the pleasures of a relationship make you ease up.
Well I got ~3 years out of that relationship, until ol girl was like “I want to break up”.
DAGGERS
How could I, the Great West Indian Archie..fail to keep this chick in my life?
As I would learn through later relationships
The “short game” is relatively easy to pick up. The “long game” is much much harder.
But that’s a post for another time as well.
My love was gone.
My ego was crushed.
My reason for looking forward to the future and doing things – that was gone. Coming home to an empty apartment, sleeping in an empty bed. Not washing the last t-shirt she slept in, just so I could smell her.
*i’m cringing as I write this*
I was lost for months. No chicks. No recovery. What was the point of it all?
I once asked on the forum, what’s the point of game, if you can’t get what you want? What if you can only settle for what you come across?
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Did I change up my diet? Get a hair cut? Start Working out?
I ran. I left town. I left the state. I couldn’t even be within the same 1,000 miles as her.
My short game got tighter as I cared less and less about the chicks that I dealt with. The proverbial GFTOW, go fuck ten other women, it distracted me of course – but I was lost to other chicks on an emotional level.
But I got through it. Took about 18 months for me to really move past the whole thing.
I had hope.
https://youtu.be/6cQ66dYE4WY
“The title most probably has its origin in the Biblical passage 1 Kings 18:41-45, which speaks of a cloud above the sea, no bigger than a man’s hand, which is seen from Mount Carmel. The tiny cloud’s scriptural significance is as the sign of hope that heralds the end of a long drought.”
Once again WIA, your posts shed more knowledge than I can get anywhere else.
As students of the game we mentally prepare ourselves for micro-rejection, in the bar, the club, on the street, or over text. We are so numb to it, that it doesn’t matter. We should say its easy, but its not. A player can still get burned. And not expecting it, or not tailoring our behavior to suit the long term, will result in pain. Whether or not we expect to end up here, its inevitable, one will get your goat. When it happens you have to be brutally honest with yourself about what you did, and did not do, to keep her around. And if we are asking ourselves as players, “whats the point, if we can’t have it all”, I’m saying this giant mirror we decide to cast ourselves in front of tells us more about ourselves, than any game manual ever could. If game is what got you here, how much further are you than if you weren’t?
“What’s the point of game, if you can’t get what you want?”
As I’m starting to get out of the infancy stage, I’m beginning to see little traces of this. I try to hold on to my realistic expectations, but it can be hard to do when your understanding your tolerances. I already know that this is waiting for me down the road. But I guess I’ll get to find out if the old saying is true, and knowing is really half the battle.
The long game seems to have a lot of marathon mentality to it. Something you can train at for months but never truely be ready for until your waiting for the starter pistol to sound. I’m sure you already have something cooking, but I love to hear how you got through it.
Thought provoking stuff as always WIA.