SE23 wrote:
I can't help but feel too cynical now when it comes to relationships and women in general. After reading PUA material and from personal experience, i realise that if you treat a woman nice or show vulnerability then it will later stab you in the back, even with girls who have got their heads screwed on and come across as being generally compassionate.
I understand that this is the rules of attraction and its a very brutal mate selection, but i find it hard to motivate myself to get involved with someone, as i am only successful with women, when i have the attitude of not wanting them and genuinely not "giving a fuck" about them.
I am getting annoyed at seeing how me, a very high value man, with lots of career prospects, skills, good looks, charisma, and genuine good attitude towards life, has been treated as a disposable object before.
I say never again but when i have a woman, i end up showing vulnerabilities and it gets me knocked now.
The attitude i have now is to treat them like little kids, don't show too much attention and in essence always keep them at arms length, unless i want to fuck them.
This goes against my general attitude towards life and people in it, but there you go.
Also knowing that it doesn't take much for any woman to turn and fuck some other guy for a irrational emotional response reason, without thinking about it twice, such as him coming across as having more confidence, just makes me very cynical, i don't think i can ever look at a woman in the same way.
YES. YES. YES. YES. YES. YES. YES. YES. YES.
You are just like me. In fact, what you wrote here, describes everything I've known, felt, believed, experienced, the past years. We should be friends. I'm not shitting you. All of this rings true to my soul.
Think about this: 6 months ago I was dating this über-beautiful, slim, petite, 46 kg girl from Southern-Europe and did naughty things with her, went to a hotel together, lots of romantic dinners, her staying over at my place and making love and then putting the alarm early so she could still get back to her place to prepare for work. I felt like I had met the love of my life.
But because fate had stabbed me in the heart one time too many, I dated another girl at the same time. I was very nonchalant in that relationship. Sometimes I kissed her, let her kiss me, and other times I played hard to get. It was also because somewhere a voice said that if I was truly committed to the love of my life, this über-petite bodied 22 year old with emerald eyes that shone out in a crowd of hundreds and a behind tighter than a fairy's . . . Yes that's how I got her . . . Walked right up to her in a disco filled with thousands of people. I said to myself: "That's the one. That's the one I desire." And I got her.
Thank god I did not listen to that voice. I started showing commitment and vulnerability to this girl I was crazy in love with. She felt trapped and left. Even though she had said on beforehand she only wanted loyal and authentic relationships. She was pure hypocricy in the end. I just continued to date the other girl. I was so sad and heartbroken. One night I was about to cry and she comforted me. I said: "I love you." Her eyes lit up. She couldn't believe it, and neither could I believe what I just said. I said: "I just broke the first rule of being a PUA - never show vulnerability to a girl. Always hide your true feelings from her." She said: "I know right! All my friends are that way. But I'm so happy that you've said you love me. I love you too." I said: "All my previous girlfriends have left me once I confessed my feelings."
She emphasized that she would never leave me. Together, we've made the craziest fantasies into reality. She's now active on dating websites to find other girls to do naughty things with and complete the Epic girl2girl fantasy. She's in contact with a British lesbian as we speak. She looks so forward to making me proud and exciting me. We did other naughty things too. There's nothing I can't make her do. I love her, even if I never felt the burning passion that I felt for the other girl. But I love the stability and determination behind her love for me. I can count on her. Burning passion is something nobody can count on. Because the women of our civilization, as you pointed out, have become too corrupted for that by the consumer society, feminism, romance novel culture and religious hypocricy.