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I showed her rings I wear with swastikas on them.

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Everywhere I go, babies stare at me, as they have since my teenage years.

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I maintain an upbeat positive attitude and always try to pick others up around me when I see them down. Self-sacrificial.

[Jetset]

First, when you're running game, you're going to want to leave some breathing room between conversational threads related to 'Nazis', 'sacrificing', and 'babies'. Those don't need to be in proximity to one another at all.

Second, we're just having fun with you. Don't take it personally.

The 'matriarchy' doesn't cause the sexual marketplace or dismantle the 'Disney' model. The 'Disney' model was always a product packaged up for resale. In my opinion, where you need to start is with dialing down the intensity and learning how to keep it light and fun. Even a woman who is serious about politics still wants to laugh, feel good, and get her pipes snaked clean, not talk about how terrible the world is, and definitely not that time you were in prison or the knife you're carrying in case you get into a fight. I see how fast things get heavy in your threads and it's not hard to figure out what your problem might be in person.

You went directly to "literally wishing for death" as soon as you were told that this bitch is a bad idea. That is the opposite of abundance. Painting yourself as 'good with kids' or 'self-sacrificing' is going to give her the wrong idea and put you in the provider role. Worse, it will tell her that you're way too serious about someone you haven't even dated. Telling a woman how beautiful she is, especially in glowing terms, will tell her she's already earned your attention and approval and she can stop worrying about how to earn it. Worse, it will tell her that you're desperate to be with her, and nothing turns a woman off faster than suspecting that other women don't want you and that you need her because she's your only option.

Why is James Bond so iconic? What was the line? "Women want him, men want to be him."

In your shoes, I'd take a step back, accept that I have caught a case of Oneitis, and get back to work on improving my own life so that women want to impress me instead of the other way around. Read some Rollo Tomassi, read some Chase Amante. Your easiest gains are going to be made here by working on the big picture and clarifying red pill/blue pill concepts.

[Imperator.Morpheus]

(09-03-2017 04:34 PM)Jetset Wrote:  

First, when you're running game, you're going to want to leave some breathing room between conversational threads related to 'Nazis', 'sacrificing', and 'babies'. Those don't need to be in proximity to one another at all.

Second, we're just having fun with you. Don't take it personally.

The 'matriarchy' doesn't cause the sexual marketplace or dismantle the 'Disney' model. The 'Disney' model was always a product packaged up for resale. In my opinion, where you need to start is with dialing down the intensity and learning how to keep it light and fun. Even a woman who is serious about politics still wants to laugh, feel good, and get her pipes snaked clean, not talk about how terrible the world is, and definitely not that time you were in prison or the knife you're carrying in case you get into a fight. I see how fast things get heavy in your threads and it's not hard to figure out what your problem might be in person.

You went directly to "literally wishing for death" as soon as you were told that this bitch is a bad idea. That is the opposite of abundance. Painting yourself as 'good with kids' or 'self-sacrificing' is going to give her the wrong idea and put you in the provider role. Worse, it will tell her that you're way too serious about someone you haven't even dated. Telling a woman how beautiful she is, especially in glowing terms, will tell her she's already earned your attention and approval and she can stop worrying about how to earn it. Worse, it will tell her that you're desperate to be with her, and nothing turns a woman off faster than suspecting that other women don't want you and that you need her because she's your only option.

Why is James Bond so iconic? What was the line? "Women want him, men want to be him."

In your shoes, I'd take a step back, accept that I have caught a case of Oneitis, and get back to work on improving my own life so that women want to impress me instead of the other way around. Read some Rollo Tomassi, read some Chase Amante. Your easiest gains are going to be made here by working on the big picture and clarifying red pill/blue pill concepts.

Still haven't figured out how to quote blocks, fyi. I've suffered a breakdown of sorts over the past 2 days (and yet I am holding it together by sheer Triumph of the Will, pure raw willpower). I have a lot of issues, as you people clearly gather. It's a long and insane story. I will be writing a book about all of this shit, if I survive long enough to do it. It goes FAR off the deep end, and at least you guys will be entertained. I am not trolling you or anything, dead seriously (but this is the internet, so...but I am really NOT). I went to see a psychic today as more of a guidance counselor/"life coach" (which disgusts me I felt the need to reach out like that as a grown man, to be clear) and, well---I am a total skeptic, I don't believe in that bullshit, and yet...

I just can't keep living the way I am right now and it seems as though I am about to break free from this nightmare (in a positive way); I feel it, but external factors are preventing me from doing that, consequences for life's choices and the nature of this (((society))).

Basically, I am cursed, according to her. And, well, I do believe I am---and to be clear again, I had felt that way since the initial traumas began for me. When I was a teenager, I moved into this new house with my family. I went from having had a childhood that felt like pure royalty to everything falling apart within the span of months of having moved in. I had an incredibly happy childhood altogether. With hindsight, it was too good of a childhood.

So, the guy who built that house killed himself there; we found essays depicting that family's life in that house. When I moved into my room, I found a picture of the guy in my room's closet, I got the most unsettling feeling when I saw it and picked it up to remove it. It gave me the worst creeps! They were one extremely, extremely unhappy family. Jewish, nonetheless (heh). It was a horrible nightmare life they lived and it was literally repeated with my experiences with my family once we settled in. Extreme dysfunction, chaos, antagonistic interpersonal relationships. Plenty of nights with angry confrontations. All of it. During that period of time especially, it just felt as though I was in the grips of an ancient paranormal curse.

I did feel literally possessed when the traumas really began (never hearing voices nor anything crazy like that, just as though I was a different person, something---hard to explain, I thought I was insane yet I've somehow made it to this point), I refused to cooperate with shrinks or whatever crap my parents tried forcing me to go see. I realized I had been conditioned to be too weak by my soft well-meaning parents and knew if I went along with their interventions that weakness would remain. My father is essentially a male feminist pushover dominated by my mother. He suffers from debilitating and extreme social anxiety. When they go out or on vacation, he sends my mother to go ask someone a question. That was my "imprinted" example of how to compose myself as a man. In spite of what that means, he is nonetheless a great man in his own ways and I love him, but it is where I am coming from in life. I always knew I could never allow myself to remain like him.

When the traumas happened to me (such as being "bullied" in that new school, being told, "kill yourself, you are worthless, you have no meaning in life" literally multiple times a day every day I had been there, finally having found real love with my first girlfriend thanks to the internet when I had been a shy sweet guy unable to go up and speak to girls in person before--only to have lost it, collapse of my relationship with my family, losing all of my close childhood friends from grammar school thanks to this guy who introduced me to my first girlfriend---she was supposed to have been his date at an upcoming dance but she fell in love with me after that first conversation he unwittingly arranged so he made a point to tell all those friends I was backstabbing them, they ditched me, all of it, lost it all over a span of a few months with my parents literally putting me under siege over not performing in school, locking me down in the house, sending me to boarding school after I embraced drugs, a clusterfuck nightmare of an antagonistic toxic codependent relationship).

So, I went to a new school after moving in and everything, and I mean---everything---fell apart. It all happened simultaneously and in an ever-cascading intensity traumatic (for me) way. I am very skeptical of the "paranormal," yet a raw primitive intuition has always been there so long as I've lived with this baggage. The "psychic" says before the kike patriarch who killed himself did the deed, there was child abuse and a child murder which took place in the house which was covered up. I know. Well, I still live in that house with my parents and it's killing me. I am working on gtfo asap. So, I've always known you guys are so correct about working on myself and that's what I'll keep doing. Still won't be able to help myself with the girls to some extent. I might barely be holding it together through sheer willpower alone, but I have some great stories I can tell chicks, if I figure out how to get past the touchy feely beginning stages of interacting with them.

I'm trying to look on the bright side of things; if I survive whatever is coming for me, this will be an excellent twist to the book (getting an exorcism, which I may well wind up doing, insane and kooky as it seems to me). Gotta keep the humor fresh, brothers. As far as what you said about the woman, I framed the nazi rings as "this is to show you I am serious (about being genuinely interested in you as a man), you can get me fired easily if I piss you off and I am doing it to see if you're worth my time" (qualification, DHV, showing pickiness and standards, as in "if she can handle it" or if she's another girl who's like "ugh, that's great"--I didn't go into the actual politics, I told her afterwards, "if we're going to wind up talking to one another, the only two things you need to know right now are 1)Not illegal 2)Not violent, and that was it).

I know, it goes against every inclination I've had with women and what most of you preach. "Don't make yourself easy for them, be a challenge, etc. Don't reveal your hand." As I said, I am trying out different styles for the sake of experience and approaches as detached from an outcome as is possible for me. I have oneitis with the original coworker chick more than this one, but this one is one who I also genuinely like---personality wise---so it has balanced out that original oneitis a bit for me. LOL! What a trip!

I am going to try that direct game approach of sending her an e-mail telling her she's "beautiful, special, amazing," etc. the texting every morning and night "good morning beautiful," "goodnight, cutie." Bragging about getting her number, and talking her up for a manager. That reminded me of what some naturals did in high school. So long as they were persistent, didn't bend to the girl's frames, had their own strong frames, it always worked. We're so scared of women here we use all these elaborate ruses to preserve our own egos. Well, I am not thinking it's going to lead to success. I'm as unattached to the outcome as I ever have been. I just don't give a fuck anymore. It's about learning the tactics and eventually, one of these girls will want me with one of these approaches (and I mean in the world, not the coworkers, I am focusing on this one and have one more idea of repairing things with the original one, owning up to the fact I've been a POS with her from day 1 b/c she reminds me of an ex-gf who asked me to give her a child when we were teenagers, who stalked me for years after I left her---a true story and one of the primary factors I boycotted women to begin with).

I got the idea to try that approach/style after watching "frank night game"'s channel on youtube (Frank Night Game). Whether the videos are real or not is the main question I find myself asking, but they seem legit. As for this adding to my reputation at the workplace (women talk), I don't care anymore. I've got one foot out of the door and feel I don't have much to lose in that regard. Part of what got me into the mess I'm in as far is that is concerned there is by having been fake---having been pretending to be something/someone I am simply not.

As far as anyone interested in whether the house is truly "haunted," I can't say I've ever heard voices, or distinctly strange noises. There have been noises but they're probably just a regular house noise, not anything which seemed by nature intentionally unsettling. However, I've always felt a strong sense of unease here. It's as though there's a "dark energy" here. Yet, at the same time, I nonetheless have laughed it off the whole time. Throughout the years I lived there, I've had the sensation of not being alone at times, but most of the time I tune it out. According to the psychic, "it's" inside of me. Idk, guys, it's just one of those things to me. I can't write it off entirely and on the rawest most intuitive level of feeling rather than thought, I think it's probably true. When I got back inside this house after seeing her, I felt a wave of the most unsettling chilling feeling I ever had in my life, unlike any I had experienced before while here. A sense of, "now it's on, motherfucker." Yet, the power of suggestion is a bitch as well...

P.S.-I had originally seen the "psychic" because I am trying to learn palm reading as a great solid routine. Everything does happen for reasons, good ones. I've lived a life of profound self-induced/demonically-induced suffering for too dammed long to give up after having survived all of the things I have and that my close friends did not, and worst than what they killed them. I am a damn literal textbook version of a fearless Alpha Male Fighter, even if I am not perfect, literally possessed, sexually thirsty, and a helluva a lot of other fucked up shit in this dystopian nightmare in which we all live. Hail Victory! It's cool if you guys think I am insane. I'm just different.

[Mig Picante]

(09-03-2017 05:22 PM)Imperator.Morpheus Wrote:  

I am going to try that direct game approach of sending her an e-mail telling her she's "beautiful, special, amazing," etc. the texting every morning and night "good morning beautiful," "goodnight, cutie." Bragging about getting her number, and talking her up for a manager.

Don't do any of that shit. You'll get fired for sexual harassment.

[Jetset]

I'm going to skip over all the meditations on childhood trauma, because first, I can't help you with that, and second, you're caught up in analyzing a bunch of stuff from yesterday that has nothing to do with meeting a woman today. To the relevant parts:

(09-03-2017 05:22 PM)Imperator.Morpheus Wrote:  

I am going to try that direct game approach of sending her an e-mail telling her she's "beautiful, special, amazing," etc. the texting every morning and night "good morning beautiful," "goodnight, cutie." Bragging about getting her number, and talking her up for a manager. That reminded me of what some naturals did in high school. So long as they were persistent, didn't bend to the girl's frames, had their own strong frames, it always worked. We're so scared of women here we use all these elaborate ruses to preserve our own egos.

Did you really not recognize that this poster was messing with you?

The purpose of this isn't about "preserving egos", it's about training a woman who's interested in you what they need to do in order to get and keep your attention - which is what women naturally want. Attention is their currency. If she realizes that you're already completely mesmerized and eager to earn her approval, you're rewarding her just for showing up. She doesn't need to go out with you, and worse, she suspects that you're so eager for her approval because no other women will accept your attention. Eventually, this will stop merely looking needy and start creeping her out, in part because women don't want attention from a man who other women don't want.

Roosh's own article on Direct Game specifically points out that what you're describing is not Direct Game: http://www.rooshv.com/direct-game-vs-indirect-game

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I framed the nazi rings as "this is to show you I am serious (about being genuinely interested in you as a man), you can get me fired easily if I piss you off and I am doing it to see if you're worth my time" (qualification, DHV, showing pickiness and standards, as in "if she can handle it" or if she's another girl who's like "ugh, that's great"--I didn't go into the actual politics, I told her afterwards, "if we're going to wind up talking to one another, the only two things you need to know right now are 1)Not illegal 2)Not violent, and that was it).

Why would she need to know any of this at all if you're not even talking yet? Why would any of this be "serious"? What you're showing her is how extremely desperate you are.

Again, you're already establishing a frame where you believe you must sacrifice yourself for her to earn her approval, rather than the other way around.

What was your end-game here? If you had a gun on you, would you think handing it to a woman and telling her she can shoot you if she wants will prove to her that you are serious about her as a man and that she should be interested in you? You shouldn't be showing her how to blow up your life, you should be building a life that a woman can't blow up.

You're not in high school anymore. It's OK to be different. There's nothing wrong with building a doghouse when everybody else builds a storage shed. However, there's definitely something wrong with using a screwdriver to drive a nail while you're building it, and that's what learning game is about: acquiring the right tools and learning how they're used.

[TejasRojo]

Get professional help. I think what you need is more than we can help you with.

[Jetset]

(09-04-2017 09:49 AM)TejasRojo Wrote:  

Get professional help. I think what you need is more than we can help you with.

Yep. OP's got a bunch of oversized emotional baggage stored in his garage and doesn't seem notice that's why he's having so much trouble getting the car in.

However, I think he'd forget about 80% of this dramatic stuff overnight if he got the other 20% straightened out out.

[Imperator.Morpheus]

(09-04-2017 07:14 AM)Jetset Wrote:  

I'm going to skip over all the meditations on childhood trauma, because first, I can't help you with that, and second, you're caught up in analyzing a bunch of stuff from yesterday that has nothing to do with meeting a woman today. To the relevant parts:

(09-03-2017 05:22 PM)Imperator.Morpheus Wrote:  

I am going to try that direct game approach of sending her an e-mail telling her she's "beautiful, special, amazing," etc. the texting every morning and night "good morning beautiful," "goodnight, cutie." Bragging about getting her number, and talking her up for a manager. That reminded me of what some naturals did in high school. So long as they were persistent, didn't bend to the girl's frames, had their own strong frames, it always worked. We're so scared of women here we use all these elaborate ruses to preserve our own egos.

Did you really not recognize that this poster was messing with you?

The purpose of this isn't about "preserving egos", it's about training a woman who's interested in you what they need to do in order to get and keep your attention - which is what women naturally want. Attention is their currency. If she realizes that you're already completely mesmerized and eager to earn her approval, you're rewarding her just for showing up. She doesn't need to go out with you, and worse, she suspects that you're so eager for her approval because no other women will accept your attention. Eventually, this will stop merely looking needy and start creeping her out, in part because women don't want attention from a man who other women don't want.

Roosh's own article on Direct Game specifically points out that what you're describing is not Direct Game: http://www.rooshv.com/direct-game-vs-indirect-game

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I framed the nazi rings as "this is to show you I am serious (about being genuinely interested in you as a man), you can get me fired easily if I piss you off and I am doing it to see if you're worth my time" (qualification, DHV, showing pickiness and standards, as in "if she can handle it" or if she's another girl who's like "ugh, that's great"--I didn't go into the actual politics, I told her afterwards, "if we're going to wind up talking to one another, the only two things you need to know right now are 1)Not illegal 2)Not violent, and that was it).

Why would she need to know any of this at all if you're not even talking yet? Why would any of this be "serious"? What you're showing her is how extremely desperate you are.

Again, you're already establishing a frame where you believe you must sacrifice yourself for her to earn her approval, rather than the other way around.

What was your end-game here? If you had a gun on you, would you think handing it to a woman and telling her she can shoot you if she wants will prove to her that you are serious about her as a man and that she should be interested in you? You shouldn't be showing her how to blow up your life, you should be building a life that a woman can't blow up.

You're not in high school anymore. It's OK to be different. There's nothing wrong with building a doghouse when everybody else builds a storage shed. However, there's definitely something wrong with using a screwdriver to drive a nail while you're building it, and that's what learning game is about: acquiring the right tools and learning how they're used.

There wasn't an "endgame," just a foolish thing to have done, I suppose. Lost a ton of face, yet I will choose to hold my head up as high as I can while I'm still there. I've already started backing off altogether over there. I'm just ignoring the girls and that's fine for them, so it revealed a lot. I've been giving them free attention for nothing in exchange (but it was useful to me interacting with people for practice, considering that is the only place I've been going where I really have an opportunity to do so).

I had some legitimate shots with some of them, including the oneitis one. If anything, it seems I was doing a far better job at the beginning when I had been thrown into the lion's den by just being an asshole and not even trying to talk to them much. At this point, I eagerly look forward to just leaving. I've allowed it to affect my ego while there and it's toxic. I hate leaving a place "defeated" but it's fucking with me badly while I am there. Just seeing that they don't give a flying fuck about me.

The downside is now I am not interacting with women at all, my confidence has been sapped a lot; and I am going to be starting a job where I won't be able to go out as much. If I hadn't suffered from social anxiety so badly, I think I would have been fine taking a step back from approaching women altogether to focus on myself. The thing was, it built upon itself. I was going out and forcing myself to take risks which gave me more confidence, when I was alone and using willpower alone to make those strides, faking it.

Practicing with these girls gave me more confidence. My worst fear has always been regression. Regressing to not even trying with women, and that's effectively what's already happened. Because to me, in my mind, if I regress even in the short-term, I'm just going to get swallowed up by all of these issues and remain alone the rest of my life, stuck in the same pathetic living position I find myself in now. I had to try to keep the momentum going because if I were to lose it, wtf reason is there to believe I'll find the willpower to start over, again, after such a huge disappointing end result?

Just realizing how badly I've screwed myself at work; it all felt like a curse to me, to get thrown into something I wanted so badly after literal years away from it only to have lacked the skill set to have been able to get it. I don't think you guys get how bad of a position I am in right now, you really don't, and I love messing around/joking no matter how bad of a position I am in because that's how I try to cope; but, I didn't need it, at all. I don't blame y'all for doing it, I am a prime target and it's "fair licence" as far as I am concerned. I just look forward to gtfo out of that job and my parents house. That is one more extremely toxic issue which is contributing to my lack of meaningful progress.

I have a mother who has real and serious issues with keeping her little boy close to her, in the home. It's such a drag. Hurt little puppy eyes when she sees her 31 year old single man-child man go out trying to meet people/women; she's told me over the years how uncomfortable my going out makes her. How she's so "nervous" when I am gone. It's absolutely toxic because she is my mother and holds IMMENSE power over me. As I said, my father is the pushover beta male male feminist, so it's just the worst kind of exposure for the mentality I need to cultivate to be successful with women. So, I absolutely have to gtfo ASAP. My personal living arrangement environment is about as toxic as I can imagine so I'm going to change that.

Thanks for your guys support. I'm reaching out for therapy. I hate the idea of doing that as a grown man. I worked that tough as fuck offshore job with some of the last REAL men of this country on a literal daily basis for 2 years 10 1/2 months. Working in the freezing rain in the middle of deepest winter at night to the blistering, scorching summer where it's so fucking hot your steel toed boots melt. I got through all of that, survived almost drowning out there going underneath two 200 foot long barges in the Mississippi River one dark night in June of 2016, survived being hit by a tornado on the boat out there, did my time, and the transition back to "normal society" has been rough.

I always knew it'd be rough, which was why I stayed offshore for a year and postponed it. I figured I was too far gone to meld back into "normal society" (which has proven true so far); but, approximately a year ago, I realized I do want/need to have children. I summoned the willpower to turn my back on a six figure salary b/c I had to, in order to have a chance of getting that, rejoined society; and here I am, struggling. I was really hoping I'd be rewarded at my job-- after having endured those kinds of "travails" by getting a woman; it seemed like cosmic just dues after that kind of prolonged suffering, but it didn't work out. Not yet, I mean.

[Coach_Harris]

(09-03-2017 02:52 AM)Akwesi Wrote:  

(09-03-2017 02:31 AM)Imperator.Morpheus Wrote:  

(09-02-2017 05:17 PM)realologist Wrote:  

There's a lot of things you need to do to pull her.

1. Email her from your work email telling her how "beautiful, special and awesome she is."

2. Stop by her office everyday asking if she wants to eat lunch with you.

3. Text "Good morning beautiful" and "Good night cutie" every day.

4. Talk to all your coworkers about her telling them how you got her number

5. Brag to the boss about her and tell him to promote her

That should work but if it doesn't you may have to go nuclear.

Thank you so much. Solid, something to work with, even if it doesn't work. I've been tinkering with different styles of "game" lately. Trying not to rely on making the same kind of approach with the same openers for future experience. Variations of all sorts, and it's all across the board clumsy. The best reactions I usually get are when I just engage on a humorous level with women, I can make a lot of them laugh. If I don't wind up having a meltdown from thirst, this will be a period in which I will laugh my ass off about.

Go this route and you will appear to be an over-needy dreg. Women need you to play hard to get. All this sucking-up makes you as interesting as the scratching herpes patient sitting in a Doctor's waiting room. You need to watch the "Hot Crazy Matrix". Bottom line is, if you have good looks, women will want to play with you the world over. If you have lots of $$$$, then looks not important, all women will want you short and longtime. If you are over 35, short, bald, no looks, and pay-check-to-paycheck, read all the self-help books you want cause there ain't enough game in the world that's gonna help you! Its a cold world mate, but that is just how it is. They could give a rats-a*s about your humor. Women want either the pretty-boy or big daddy warbucks.

[Jetset]

(09-04-2017 10:03 AM)Imperator.Morpheus Wrote:  

*epic poem*

None of this is as heavy or complicated as it feels and the amount of energy you're expending putting it under a microscope says a lot about why you haven't hit the target yet.

This part, however, gets an A+:

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My personal living arrangement environment is about as toxic as I can imagine so I'm going to change that. Thanks for your guys support. I'm reaching out for therapy.

If that's the one thing you get out of this thread, that's a win and it will move you forward.

[Imperator.Morpheus]

(09-04-2017 10:00 AM)Jetset Wrote:  

(09-04-2017 09:49 AM)TejasRojo Wrote:  

Get professional help. I think what you need is more than we can help you with.

Yep. OP's got a bunch of oversized emotional baggage stored in his garage and doesn't seem notice that's why he's having so much trouble getting the car in.

However, I think he'd forget about 80% of this dramatic stuff overnight if he got the other 20% straightened out out.

Thanks brother. Like I said, I just can't keep living like this; I know when I get out of this toxic, suffocating living arrangement and I'm free on my own, some things will be better, it'll be as though I can breathe for the first time in many years. All of this happened for a reason. I've learned over the years everything does happen for good reasons. I was supposed to crash and burn to confront all of that baggage. I've always had a lot of emotional depth for a man and always hated it, but it is my nature.

The "psychic" said that my hand has a lot more neurological receptors than is normal, especially for men. Perhaps it was indeed just a cold read; but, it was the first "reading"/observation she made about me the first time we met; and the implications of it are absolutely true regardless. I've been mushy about women's personalities all of my life. I'm a cancer as far as astrology goes and there's some basic truth to that profile, silly nonsense as it may be. I have to like a girl in order to be with her, which leads to oneitis and passing up on opportunities with other girls. It's silly and I haven't been able to shake it. I am an incredibly sensitive man, always have been, and I've done all in my power to toughen myself up through hardships. I have, but it came at the cost of becoming cold to others, detached, and unable to form a basic connection with them. So, I envy you guys so much!

You're absolutely right about getting the 20% sorted out to forget the 80% insanity, and that's why I've attached so much importance to this objective. I knew if I could get that together it'd be a "return to normalcy." A reset, and that's all I've wanted this whole time. Some tangible result to work with. Anyhow, I'm going to see wtf therapy/professional help can do; I have nothing to lose. I think I am starting to look at things realistically. Thanks again.

I know I am beyond the pale of your guys' abilities but just sharing it has helped me feel a bit better. I hold things inside, hate sharing stuff like this, hate being a mood swinging attention whore, and without having got reality checks, I wouldn't have come to the realization I need help, serious help. I think everything's going to work itself out if I work to make it happen, eventually. Y'all take it easy.

[Alpharius]

Former felon hitting on coworkers while wearing swastika rings who wants to go play with small children after staying up all night pondering where he falls on the autism spectrum.

Of course he thinks he's destined to breed.

[Haly08]

(09-04-2017 10:35 AM)Imperator.Morpheus Wrote:  

(09-04-2017 10:00 AM)Jetset Wrote:  

(09-04-2017 09:49 AM)TejasRojo Wrote:  

Get professional help. I think what you need is more than we can help you with.

Yep. OP's got a bunch of oversized emotional baggage stored in his garage and doesn't seem notice that's why he's having so much trouble getting the car in.

However, I think he'd forget about 80% of this dramatic stuff overnight if he got the other 20% straightened out out.

Thanks brother. Like I said, I just can't keep living like this; I know when I get out of this toxic, suffocating living arrangement and I'm free on my own, some things will be better, it'll be as though I can breathe for the first time in many years. All of this happened for a reason. I've learned over the years everything does happen for good reasons. I was supposed to crash and burn to confront all of that baggage. I've always had a lot of emotional depth for a man and always hated it, but it is my nature.

The "psychic" said that my hand has a lot more neurological receptors than is normal, especially for men. Perhaps it was indeed just a cold read; but, it was the first "reading"/observation she made about me the first time we met; and the implications of it are absolutely true regardless. I've been mushy about women's personalities all of my life. I'm a cancer as far as astrology goes and there's some basic truth to that profile, silly nonsense as it may be. I have to like a girl in order to be with her, which leads to oneitis and passing up on opportunities with other girls. It's silly and I haven't been able to shake it. I am an incredibly sensitive man, always have been, and I've done all in my power to toughen myself up through hardships. I have, but it came at the cost of becoming cold to others, detached, and unable to form a basic connection with them. So, I envy you guys so much!

You're absolutely right about getting the 20% sorted out to forget the 80% insanity, and that's why I've attached so much importance to this objective. I knew if I could get that together it'd be a "return to normalcy." A reset, and that's all I've wanted this whole time. Some tangible result to work with. Anyhow, I'm going to see wtf therapy/professional help can do; I have nothing to lose. I think I am starting to look at things realistically. Thanks again.

I know I am beyond the pale of your guys' abilities but just sharing it has helped me feel a bit better. I hold things inside, hate sharing stuff like this, hate being a mood swinging attention whore, and without having got reality checks, I wouldn't have come to the realization I need help, serious help. I think everything's going to work itself out if I work to make it happen, eventually. Y'all take it easy.

Difficult topic, but i will jump in.

NEVER trust a physicfortune teller etc. They will mix 1 truth with a 100 lies.

Do they have access to some personalunknown information --- Yes
Do they mix it with lies so that you keep coming back with money --- Yes
Can they benefit you --- Of course NOT.

[Sonoma]

This whole post is red flag

[Vaun]

(09-02-2017 03:59 PM)germanico Wrote:  

And I dont mean "nobody should game at work". Im saying YOU shouldnt "game" at work.

No, no man should be if she is a coworker, client or vendor.

[Rhyme or Reason]

I wonder how this turned out...

[BadgerHut]

This thread was completely insane. Not the funny kind of train-wreck insane, just...insane.

Also don't game at work.

[Fortis]

My favorite part about this thread is that he was showing chicks his swastika rings. God, I sometimes think this forum has hit peak autism and then a thread like this shows up and shows me there are ever increasingly dark levels of the tism out there.

This forum membership should come with a built-in autism test that bans autists who can't moderate themselves.

[realologist]

He may not be just the forums but the world's first Nazi dark alpha autistic triad.