A few readers have asked, if male confidence is so crucial to sub-cortically triggering arousal in women, how does a habitually low-confidence man go about locating a hidden reservoir of confidence and ushering it to the surface for exhibition, where it may be appreciated by women?
This is a great question, and the answer is less automatically glib than you may think. Sure, getting good at some objective pursuit will boost your confidence major, and that will positively affect how women rank your capacity to deliver them id-shaped pleasure. But what do you do if you don’t get sufficiently good at your chosen pursuit to stand above other men doing the same? What if achievement in your pursuit isn’t particularly valued by women? What if circumstances conspire in the wrong way to diminish the impact of your achievements on distaff vajflap?
That’s where proactive self-confidence stimulation helps to improve your seek-to-meet and meet-to-meat ratio.
Feeling self-confident from nothing but an inner emanation of willed empowerment is accomplished via lots of mind-body feedback loops. Reader buildthewall16 visualizes one such positive feedback loop.
alpha body language and behavior summed up in one sentence:
act like you are the star of the #1 reality show of all time: cameras following you around and millions watching it because you are so damn interesting.
So many men stumble before they even give themselves a fighting chance because they flood their brains with negativity to the point where they’re more comfortable wallowing in self-pity than strutting in self-confidence. Mentally focusing to resist the comfort zone of inaction and instead lodging, piecemeal or wholesale, irrationally exuberant thoughts of prowess and domination WILL, over time, manifest in your demeanor around women. If you think highly of yourself, the women will come.
It’s a cognitive trick that pays dividends, and in the zero sum mating market even small dividends allocated on a temporary schedule can mean the difference between incel and in-belles.
This in mind (heh), here’s a brain hack I use to boost my self-perception into the strutosphere: I imagine I’ve committed horrible crimes. It’s not true (mostly) and the imagining could be used as evidence of a nascent psychopathy (mostly), but if I think it enough and think it during those times I’m out in public (as if hiding something from the world) it really does infuse me with a devilish invincibility and the sense that my temper could flare suddenly, and I often will discover well after the fact that a shit-eating grin had found its way across my thugmug.
Chicks somehow pick up on my glowing sinner state and react, as is the wont of the jerkboy-loving sex, agreeably to my sly guy eye jive. Try picturing yourself in the role of the (lady)killer on the run and see if it doesn’t work for you as well.