This is something the “feminists” who run the world try to deny, but it’s true. A man’s
main motive in seeking out a loving relationship is SEX. We want it, need it, and desire
it. Lack of sex can kill an otherwise strong relationship. Bad sex can do that too. Great
sex can keep a bad or harmful relationship going when it should be abandoned. How
could anyone deny the power of sex?
But heaven forbid, men should actually be TAUGHT how to get the kind of sex they
want. We can’t have that now, can we?
Understand something: Meeting women is a SKILL. Dating is a SKILL. Getting a
woman into bed is a SKILL. Having a long-lasting relationship is a SKILL.
Just like you can learn to fix a car, you can learn to meet a woman. Just like you can
learn to ski down a mountainside, you can learn to date a woman.
But because of sex, and the taboos surrounding it, people are made to think this stuff
should come “naturally” to you. And if it doesn’t, there is something WRONG with you.
That’s what I used to think all the time.
I used to think there was something WRONG with me because I didn’t know how to pick
up women. I used to blame it on my looks, but I saw uglier guys than me picking up girls
all the time. I used to blame it on my weight, but I saw fatter guys than me with
attractive girlfriends. I used lament to God “Why am I different? What does every other
guy know that I don’t?”
But the joke was on me. There wasn’t some magic “secret” I was left out on. It was that
no one ever taught me how to attract women, and I never bothered to learn.
And it wasn’t something that was a problem only I was suffering from. MILLIONS of
men around the world deal with it.
There are a lucky few who learned the skills necessary early on in their lives who enjoy
great success with women. But they naturally stumbled onto lessons about dating and
relationships and women that they internalized. This is that lucky 10% of men.
The rest of the 90% of us have to stumble around in the dark. We need to either “get
lucky” or be content with being single.
About a week after my dorm-room breakdown, I went out with my neighbor Mike to a
local coffee shop a few blocks away from campus. I wanted to go someplace with
women, and Mike – a short, skinny Asian guy – was about as lonely as I was and wanted
to come along.
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