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Anonymous12We have had a few discussions on the topic of how many of us don’t notice when women are flirting with us. What we haven’t really addressed is why? I don’t just mean because they do it so subtly that we don’t pick up on it either.
I mean really, why? Or maybe it is just me. Let me explain.
From a pretty young age I never fit in. I was overweight at a time when it was rare to be overweight, I was shy, quiet, had weird interests before it became popular to have weird interests etc.
I’m talking really young like 6-10 years old. I knew I was an outcast. Even at that age girls would f~~~ with boys in various ways, not wanting to dance with you even though it was dance class, or not wanting to accept a Christmas card when everyone was giving them out, that kind of s~~~, plus everything else that was compacting into my life at that age. Not to mention they would c~~~ tease as they would get older, make you think they liked you and then when you would bite they would laugh.
Basically I felt rejected, not just by girls but by everyone, including my family. Awwww… yeah whatever.
By the time I got to High School I didn’t even bother with girls, the first time I had a girl interested in me was when I was about 15, she was cute and she was my first and only proper date as a teen and even then it wasn’t really a planned one. We were away with our families in this country getaway and we would go on walks and it was all very cozy. At one point she sidled up to me and I backed off instinctively, I was great at holding back emotions. I backed off because I actually thought I bumped into her.
Like I said, I was seriously broken.
So we walked and sat under this big tree and I knew she wanted to kiss. I got the hints, I liked her, a lot. But the risk/reward temptation wasn’t balancing out for me the way it should.
I was so happy that I was just with her. The idea that I would kiss her and have it wrong, that maybe I wasn’t getting her signals right. It was just too much for me. I didn’t want to risk losing the friend zone that I had put myself in.
So, it ended up that she felt rejected by me. I still think about her 30 years later.
So fast forward to adult life and I was much the same. I just couldn’t believe that I could be liked. I felt there had to be a catch. As a result I missed a lot of signals because of my mental block, usually I would walk away and then realize.
So anyway, just wanted to purge that from my psyche, that is why I miss their signals.
If anyone else has a deeper reason for missing their signals I would love to hear.
I can relate with you, Morlock: when I was 12-14 I was overweight and shy, with unconventional interests, too. I realized, later, that during such period I received signals of interest by at least two girls (both ugly) but I didn’t understand they were interested in me: I supposed that no girl could be interested about me.
Then my life changed when I was 15: I was tired of being so – during a summer I had lost weight, beginned with body building, changed the color of my hair (it was very rare for a boy, once), and bought new dresses: leather jackets and boots. When the new school year beginned I discovered another world: I didn’t bother so much about the signals, because I was actively pursuiting girls. In a matter of few months I was so popular that I was even allowed within girls’ bathroom: it was the only place where smoking cigarettes without being catched was easy. My school was 85% female students, without the sex negativity of feminism – it was like being in heaven.I don’t think that the missed occasions due we didn’t noticed their signals when we were younger are important: their signals basically were a message “CATCH ME! I’M AVAILABLE!” – it means she’s available but you have to work. If I have to work, then I work on the girl/woman I choose. Those signals are like an advert for a job: even if they signals that the job is available you have still to perform a good job interview, then you have days or weeks (even two or three months, if she’s virgin) of unpaid work in order to “get the contract”.
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Anonymous42I dunno, I found their signals to a bright as traffic signaling lights, they came in green, yellow, and red.
Green meant floor it into the intersection have sex, crash, and tow myself away.
Yellow meant use caution, slowly enter the intersection, crash, and again tow myself away.
Red meant red, I let them continue on without a collision, and not have to tow me away.
Well it didn’t take me forever to find the signal control box, I jumped the wires so all the lights flashed red, then I stomped on the gas pedal blowing through every intersection on my accident free MGTOW Boulevard.
I can’t count the wrecks I avoided, but one thing for sure, there’s allot of smoke and dripping antifreeze in my rear view mirror from all the suckers obeying the traffic lights, only to be T-boned again and again!
Ahh, I remember back in my blue pilled teenage years that there was one girl that played the now all en vogue puzzling hot/cold s~~~ thingy on me back then.
Sticking to your analogy, MG-Tower: basically she gave me the traffic light as a constantly flickering light show like at a disco in the 70ies, with pretty much all of the three colors in rapid sequence, although mostly rather leaving out the yellow for yet more confusing effect upon myself and yes, that worked (not towards her back then anticipated “goal” mind you, since I simply couldn’t for the life of me make it out in all that flickering mumbo-jumbo she put up). And then obviously years and years later by the time she already was a single mom she confided in me (to little and way too late!) by making some compliments about my good looks. So that was an albeit late revealing puzzle piece of my back in the days’ equally puzzled face.
So at this point me thinks: “Gee thanks, carousel ridden dizzy t~~~! Thanks for nothing in fact.
Well actually now hang on (and calm down!), except one thing: Indeed again honestly thanks for starting to make my flirting life from around back then so outright confusing to me, that I’ve eventually gone off the whole complicated idea of dating and found my way right here, passing through red traffic lights at street junctions with the likes of all you lots adding to the wild “street style racing car stunt show” of mgtow with loads of our good and (horse)powerful toys and plenty of crushing metal along our own ways, hearing many “cheering” comments from them femtard actual mgtow- groupies’ horse’s mouths to please stop at the next red traffic light and only go on green, instead of just opening them to receive the end of the “gear stick”…
Every now and then we have to put the gear (figuratively) into reverse upon the switch of the traffic lights to green, just like Marty actually did in Back to the Future part 3 (and the Rolls Royce obviously being the symbol for a relations~~~ with bad impact here):
So yeah maybe I used to have some difficulties noticing their signals but now I no longer notice them on purpose (whatever the color may be).
The red color is only that of the pill that I prefer.And that sums up my 2 cents on this one.
Cheers, gents.
I'd rather die a natual death with a clear MGTOW conscience somewhere off the grid than one within "modern" civilisation with a big stress mark on my forehead and a couple of dozen tubes plugged into my body. Back to the plantation..? Me..? Hey, literally: I won't ever fucking kid myself...YZERLMNTSIC
I do notice signals, but being fed a lot of “sexual harassment” propaganda made me during my teen years not reciprocate.
lol I thought I was doing what women wanted even though apparently it means women don’t get much forum with a straight forward no-nonsense man.
Anonymous42Ned, for real and figuratively, my streets are all empty, the traffic lights dead, it’s dark, the only lights are my headlights illuminating the abandoned streets, my car is a pristine black MGTOW muscle car, it does a 1/4 mile in 9.763, when shifted into overdrive, top speed 203mi/326km. I’m in a different paradigm, a land between time and space, they can’t see me, I’m a ghost using my own streets. They have the laws, rules, and regulations, gridlock on every street!
I choose the abandon roadways of MGHOW, no cars, no traffic, no gridlock, no speed limits, no accidents, no tickets, no court dates; just driving as fast as I want, burning rubber whenever I want, and I know all the streets!The beauty of the MGTOW way is that I see the signals. .
I simply don’t care anymore.
They can f~~~ themselves and leave me alone.This thread resonates with me so I will add my piece on this subject as well. During my early years (age 3-10) I was home schooled alongside my younger sister (it was actually the best schooling I have received to date) and had not had a lot of interaction on any sort of level with females I had any sort of interest in.
Fast forward through the bulls~~~ of middle school because it was all a haze, my grades tanked and I began to notice females but they never seemed to notice me, I just never really thought about them at all, so if I “missed” their signals I didn’t care and neither did they. By high school I was massively depressed and was such an “outside the box” loner that I stopped interacting with females all together and had to transfer schools due to being at risk of not graduating, after that I just managed to pull it off (although still massively depressed) and now did not have any interest in anyone.
So now, 3 years later I purposely ignore all female interest because it’s easier to get by in life by just ignoring them and letting them give up (which they will do if you don’t dry hump their leg in the 10 seconds they were standing near you). They assume I am bad at reading body language and will attempt to clarify their availability (which gets especially hilarious when their pet wallet is with them) and I will just turn 180 degrees opposite of them and walk away.
On a side note I have also friend-zoned an female at a party for experimentation purposes, quite hilarious that she and another female didn’t even know my name (I used a fake one and thank god I did), but still through themselves at me (both metaphorically and physically) and now I just realize I don’t need them for anything besides sex (and even that urge is slowly fading, I can feel it).
So in short I don’t notice their signals because I never really cared that much about female interaction. I am, and have always been more analytically minded, caring more for the results of experiments conducted by myself on the world around me than the attention of females.
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I choose the abandon roadways of MGHOW, no cars, no traffic, no gridlock, no speed limits, no accidents, no tickets, no court dates; just driving as fast as I want, burning rubber whenever I want, and I know all the streets!
@ MG-Tower: Well, that’s another great way of putting it, buddy. You go your own way just like everybody else here does and enjoys. I know you do, man.
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I have never had the hard wiring to pickup on much in the way of anything socially speaking. Knowing what I know now it is a gift.
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Green meant floor it into the intersection have sex, crash, and tow myself away.
Yellow meant use caution, slowly enter the intersection, crash, and again tow myself away.
Red meant red, I let them continue on without a collision, and not have to tow me away.
This is a great way to put it. I’ve known some women that gave a steady green light, and I’ve had others that would continuously change the color on you. In the end I’ve just arrived at a point where I think I do pick up on it rather quickly most of the time a woman is sending signals, I just don’t care.
And then obviously years and years later by the time she already was a single mom she confided in me (to little and way too late!)
Haha…reminds me of a chick I used to hang out with in high school who I really liked, and she knew it, and she liked me, but she just constantly played games. She’d be total green light, then randomly yellow or red and even go as far as to talk about another guy she liked, and then a short time later green light on again! Eventually I got sick of it and cut her off. I ran into her over 10 years later…she put on a bunch of weight and had popped a kid out. I didn’t see a ring on her finger so I don’t know if she was single mom or just unwed mom…something tells me she tasted the wall and just tried to trap the man of the moment. She came over and gave me a big hug and told me how she missed hanging out with me and she had the most fun ever during the time we used to spend together. Well maybe she should have done that 10 years ago instead of trying to make me jealous and playing games…the only enduring memories I’ve had of hanging out with her were her trying to mind f~~~ me…what was she expecting I’d agree with her and beg her for a shot at her now that she was fat, with a kid, and probably a ton of other drama/baggage in her life as well? NOPE!
I think women will keep their signals at a low level, because ultimately, they want to feel pursued, they don’t want to pursue. They also don’t want to deal with rejection, that’s what ‘good men’ are supposed to deal with. Lastly, they believe we can read their minds, so if we don’t get the hint, it’s our fault.
Ok. Then do it.
When I was younger, I noticed, but still found the idea of girl companionship a waste of time, except for the odd tomboy.
are you a chia pet in man drag The beauty of the MGTOW way is that I see the signals. .
I simply don’t care anymore.
They can f~~~ themselves and leave me alone.Well said.
Men have been selling their souls for a woman’s [temporary] approval since Adam. No more.When women lead, destruction is the destination. -- Me.
I agree mostly with narwhal in that women want to feel pursued. It seems like in their mind, a man that was dormant before her signals and active afterwards is weak – he’s waiting for a woman to lead the way; he does not go after what he wants. Women mostly do not like these men. So, to answer the question: I notice signals but understand that unless I am attracted enough to pursue, it rarely makes a difference, and if I am attracted enough to pursue, I don’t need her signal.
Women giving signals just does not work that well, from my experience. If the PUA motto is “approach, approach, approach” what room is there in that for a woman’s signal? A man on a mission to f~~~ is going to approach whether she gives a signal or not, and a man that does not approach unless given a signal is a man that most women do not find attractive. You can almost think of women signals as a preselector for them on who *not* to f~~~.
It’s not that I don’t notice their signals it’s just that I ignore them!
Relationships are just one gigantic “s~~~ test” and I don’t really care to put up with it.
That is why I’ve implemented the “wall of silence”. I don’t talk to trollops when I’m at the bar and I don’t interact with them when I’m visiting the mall.As a result I missed a lot of signals because of my mental block, usually I would walk away and then realize.
There is nothing wrong with avoiding a trap by not seeing the bait.
What we haven’t really addressed is why?
As Sidecar notes, it’s either a conscious decision or subconscious reflex to avoid the bait.
It’s a conscious decision more often in newer MGTOWs. They’re actively avoiding women, noticing female behavior, and navigating their way safely past it.
It’s a subconscious reflex more often in more experienced MGTOWs. They’ve been noting and avoiding the danger for much longer so it becomes reflexive.
We ignore flirting, either consciously or subconsciously, so that we may ignore the bait in the trap.
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As you get older you see the signals but you just don’t care. I was a late bloomer and around age 18 was when all the girls at school would start hitting on me and I had my choice but picked wrong and fell into blue pill hell for 7 years. Those guys who were not able to notice the signals dodge bullets like Neo and were eventually able to stop them mid flight. The traps are laid out on the road as MG-Tower and OldBill have said we just got to avoid and ignore the traps before they are sprung to survive.
I’ve been adept at reading social cues for a while, to the point now where I can speed read most people. That took a while to learn and the same techniques helped my brother with his aspergers. I do think that people with social difficulties can somewhat improve their skills in many situations.
With this said I had an issue letting my naievity influence my perception of the world. Over the years, especially after the red pill, I’ve learned to listen to my intuition. On the blue pill I would typically discount my worth, But more than often I was influenced by a low sex drive. When I noticed extra attention from a girl I would discount it before I allowed my brain to process what was happening. Other times I’d be thinking, Why the hell is she so horny? Just wasn’t into the sex thing as much as those chicks were. several awkward moments ensued but now I just laugh about how disappointed girlies get when their advances are turned down.
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