You think the words matter.
That you’re playing a game of idealistic, honest and truthful relationship building.
Such a good faith actor.
She is more perceptive than you.
And far more ruthless.
Research across 75 studies shows women read nonverbal emotional cues at 70% accuracy. Men only at 56%.
Understand this gap is systemic. Not just a small difference.
Your poker face is LAME. You may as well be screaming your needy feelings at maximum volume.
They can play you like a musical instrument.
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She doesn’t care about your words.
She intuitively feels the state and weighs her decision making accordingly.
She can feel the energy shift, all the tiny little emotions that run through you like electricity that you yourself have been taught to ignore.
To desensitise yourself to.
Who cares how you feel. Act! Be a man!
Except this puts you at an extreme asymmetric disadvantage.
In oh-so-many ways.
Very much in the vein of ‘do what’s right’.
Fuck your feelings.
On and on.
This seems like a nobel and proper way to be. Self-sacrificing. Idealistic.
Until you realise that behaviour follows state, and that all the motivational speeches in the world can’t compensate for your subconscious.
You can’t escape it.
You are an emotional being first and foremost.
Forcing your way through will only get you so far.
The best performers have harmony between their feelings and thoughts. That is where flow state lives. Peak performance.
Average men are trained from childhood to ‘fuck your feelings’. Just do it.
Perform.
Slave.
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Women on the other hand are almost entirely emotional creatures.
That isn’t so say they are nice.
Not even close.
They are far more ruthless and merciless than you.
You are the nice guy.
They only look pretty.
Most men look for the problem in what they SAID. What they DID.
So they work on that. Better lines. More effort. Better technique.
Do it they way the see in their favourite shows.
Such simple creatures.
So hypnotised.
Distracted from distraction by distraction.
Especially when they have a hot pair of tits and a pretty face.
They are working at the surface reality.
Women live an in intuitive and emotional world.
They speak a different language entirely.
One that men laugh and sneer at.
Energy. Astrology. Manifestation.
Symbolic truth that men are blind to.
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They perform niceness shown to them by a thousand silly tv shows. The relentless agreeableness, the endless effort to ‘do the right thing’, all in the hopes of getting what they really want.
Nothing hides the hunger underneath. She feels the covert contract in all of it. The unspoken deal: I am being this good to you because I NEED something from you. NEED THE PUSSY.
And need has a particular feeling that no amount of careful behaviour can disguise.
This is the Nice Guy trap. He believes the problem is technique. Lines. Tips and tricks from idiots in cowboy hats.
He works harder on the mask while the mask exposes the exact truth he is trying to conceal.
The tragedy is precise: the mask is what makes him invisible. The performed niceness is REPULSIVE.
ICK.
Not because she is cruel, but because it removes the one thing she came for. She came for a man whose world she wanted to live inside. To be small inside. Instead she finds a pathetic simp that organises his world around her approval. Her pleasure.
Serving FEMDOM.
Most women will accept a good slave or ten.
They need the security.
But there is nothing hot about that, and the second she finds an impressive man, she will forget you exist in a heartbeat. She will be single again with her eyes and touch instantly.
You feel it.
Good.
Maybe one of these days the knife will twist deep enough for you to want to pull it out and wake up.
Your need and anxiety is part of a pattern running underneath everything you do. Part of the architecture of your very persona.
Installed long before she arrived and will run straight through the next one if you don’t see it.
Your SHADOW.
The audit makes it visible. Not to her. She already knows.
Three minutes. thedrowningman.com. Survival is a choice.
Have a look if you dare. Nothing held back.
—> https://www.thedrowningman.com
