I've been told to fuck off, I've had drinks thrown on me, I've been punched by women, and I've been threatened by their guy friends.While learning I've had it all happen to me, but as the years went by the jigsaw puzzle of my game was being put together piece by piece, until finally I got to the point where I could wake up, look at myself in the mirror, and be completely content with my sex life. I'd write down lines and moves and then go out and try them out.All that got me was a repeating record of from the girls I wanted. I feared that I would have to struggle with this problem for the rest of my life.
By building up my confidence to where rejection meant nothing, I could put in the needed attempts to learn and succeed.In fact, a part of my system is learning how to embrace rejection to improve your skill and get more women, with the difference for you being that you'll get rejected far less than I have.I got depressed and hit the video games even harder as an escape from the lonely and sexless reality I was facing.I graduated from college in 2001 and stumbled on an underground "game" community from a random forum.The more game I learned, the more I became convinced it was what I needed, that with more practice I could improve my ability to talk to beautiful women, to joke with them, to touch them intimately, and ultimately take them to my bed. Not only did I go out four or five nights a week to approach like a machine, I ended up digesting every resource I could get my hands on, from body language books to audio CD's that were supposed to hypnotize me into getting more sex.
Every day I'd hit the internet forums and on weekends I'd spend my afternoons in the psychology section of the local bookstore.
None of us ever got laid but since we had our games and primitive internet porn we didn't think much of it.
Then I went to college and continued to play video games (alone over the internet) while studying to be a microbiologist.
If a book had any remote connection to interacting with the opposite sex or getting laid then I was on top of it..
Well I did that once and it led to the girl walking away from me because of how offensive it was, especially since I said it in a country that had a history of slavery (United States).
Like a kid in a candy store I read everything I could get my hands on and started communicating with guys who had problems with women like I did.