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Reactivated my POF account and messaged a few girls. Swapped out a few pics but didn't overhaul my profile so not expecting results. That's ok, planning to lay low for a while. If I get thirsty I can hit up girls from before or reactivate other dating apps. Day 4
I left my house with a destination in mind and was staying mindful of my self-talk and feelings throughout the process.
I'm standing at the intersection waiting to cross and see a cutie with a goth look to her. Oh man, this is gonna be a strong start. Then I notice she has headphones. I decide it's okay for me to start off excluding girls with headphones. Shit, I'm already finding all sorts of excuses not to talk to girls. As we cross the street, she lights a cigarette. I dig. She's got a sexy walk with a nice pep of energy. I'm debating whether to approach. There's a car leaving the alley and blocking the crosswalk, and as we weave around it she takes off down the alley. Ahh, she probably is on her way to work at a restaurant or bar on this street. Maybe I'll see her again once I'm further through AA. A window of opportunity closes. Just like during day game or night game. Miss the window and recovery becomes much harder.
I arrive at my chosen destination. To my surprise, there is a political rally for Warren winding down and the large number of police and presence of militant soy boys and feminists made me a bit self-conscious. I'm also carrying a weapon which has me wonder again whether it's better to pick a new venue. But the crowd is calm and the police look bored. So I walk towards a high foot traffic passageway. Man, there's a lot fewer cute chicks out right now than I thought. That one laying out on the grass has potential. But I don't to walk across an empty field just to talk to her for 10 seconds, she and everyone will know what's up. I keep walking.
I see a slightly overweight but cute girl wearing a shirt supporting Warren taking a break by a garbage can, playing with her phone. I roll up on her 11 o'clock, plant myself three feet away, and say "Hey". After a second or two, she realizes I'm talking to her and turns towards me, sees me, and flashes a wide smile and her body softens. I smile back, ask for the time, say "Thanks" and leave.
I just approached a girl, talked to her without her consent, and made it out alive. In Seattle. Killing it.
As I walk away, my mind starts its post-game analysis. She seemed super receptive and positive. She probably liked me! Or maybe she works the event, thought I had a question, and was in customer service mode. Or maybe the rally upped crowd's the positive/social vibe. I recognize my mind is getting lost in thought and return my attention to what I'm doing. Feel the sensation of walking. Turn head and look for girls. Check in with body Damn, it's warm out. I should've showered after the gym. Ok, focus, back to the mission
I see a rather sexy girl playing with her phone. Thin, long blonde hair, white jeans. She's leaning up against the railing of a stairway, guy next to her is facing other way but it's clear they're there together. Very comfortable body language with each other and wearing similar Blue Jays paraphernalia. Probably a tourist couple. I decide to approach her anyway. Goes well, she was super sweet and actually sounded a bit shy and nervous. This surprises me. Hot girl with a guy backing her up... I assumed she'd be super confident and perhaps a bit rude/bitchy/annoying.
I start walking towards home even though I'm not finished yet, planning to pick up the remainder on the way. A potentially (sunglasses) cute girl and I arrive at a corner crosswalk at about the same time. She's tall and a bit thick, but in that athletic way. Confident body language and alert, stoic face. I stand four or five feet her left, slightly in front so she can see me. She's got EarPods in, but I decide to talk to her anyway. I pivot towards her and re plant my body so she's at my 2 o'clock, but turn my head directly to face her, look directly at her for one second, silent, before saying "Hey". She removes an earbud and I ask if she has the time. She says yes, digs around her purse a bit, pulls her phone out and gives me the time.
Next, I spot a girl walking towards me from a block down. Thin, could be cute. Wearing Beats headphones. I contemplate how to stop her. I decide on a soft stop and slow down as she nears, staying in my lane but pivoting my body a bit to indicate I'm focusing on her. I say "Hey". Nothing. "Do you have" I'm talking slow. She's still staring straight ahead. Louder. "Do you know what time it is?" She keeps walking, head doesn't even momentarily swivel. Clearly she is intentionally ignoring me. Probably shy or socially awkward.
This was more difficult than I thought. I'm glad I didn't skip ahead. Starting from the beginning will build a base of successful experiences.
Initiated convos with 5 girl strangers I would bang all within an hour. That's a LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT
Got some solid XP today. I already had plans to go to a music festival with my buddy, mainly to practice talking to girls, for this weekend in Seattle.
It started off rough.Our task was to cold approach, we both use the London Day Game model for this. This was a high energy environment, mostly with much younger girls (middle school, high school), and neither of us knew much about the artists, so conversations were likely to dead end without us driving and maintaining our fame. We spent several hours doing rounds. My buddy did a few approaches. I pussed out a dozen times in a row. Approach anxiety and self-imposed pressure rising. Confidence and momentum reaching critical levels.
We were dead in the water.
Such is the London Day Game experience. Jump into the deep end with cold feet. Do or die.
Succeed, and you catch a strong tailwind until the high wears off. Followed by a crash.
Fail, and each subsequent approach becomes that much harder. This is usually where we'd call it. Both of us flagging, running on fumes, little left to peer pressure and pep talk the other, let alone ourselves.
And here's where GLL's AA program saved me. My buddy and I managed to pull out of a three hour downward spiral and turn it into a hero's journey.
I did my part by deciding to do my Day 5's. 18:30 for the first 5. 8:30 for the second 5.I chose to do it the hard way. Approach the girls I wanted to hit on, but felt the most internal struggle about. 2 sets. "Too young". Out of my "league". 6 sets. All the girls that brought out my internal demons and amplified my internal sense of struggle. But this is low stakes, just asking for time. And building off my Day 4 successes, I was able to do it, even in this amplified, challenging environment.
From my buddy's perspective, stopping these girls was about 80% of the real work of a LDG stop. I agree. But psychologically much easier to push yourself into. But still reap most of the results. This helped motivate him too, and he got in some solid approaches.
I was able to work through some fears I mentioned. I can't talk to these girls, they could be underage. But I did. No one gave a fuck. I realized, having FINALLY done it, that my intellectual prediction was correct. I could approach them and the world wouldn't end.
So we approach a while longer, but then get bored.
We move to our regular spot for night game.
It was kind of dead compared to usual. But still ample opportunities -- we love this spot for a reason.
Our combined killer instinct and teamwork hit a record high. My buddy went after a girl in a 4 set, and we parted it like Moses parted the Red Sea. He got in a solid, isolated convo with her in the middle of a busy bar. Due to our earlier Day Game exposure therapy, we were both in the zone. Able the execute on the theory we've learned and the strategies we've picked up after a decade of night life.
I experienced a new level of social freedom today. But more than that, I learned a simple process to state shift, beyond just getting amped up, which would allow me to shift myself from the anti-social, linear thinking fostered by a week in the office, to a creative, free flowing, socially free state where I could be in the moment, and approach as opportunities presented themselves.
It's only Day 6, and I'm fucking milking it. Social freedom is within my grasp. And the remainder of the path has been laid out by GLL.
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