Attitude Was Very Inspirational To Me

I was direct and honest, and I let women know straight away that I was attracted to them. In it, he tells the world about his utter contempt and rage against women for rejecting him, and the injustice of watching them give their affection to the obnoxious brutes. If mastery with women is on one end of the spectrum, then the dark place Elliot Rodger ended up is the polar opposite. I’ll be completely honest, I can’t remember exactly how I met Yad. I couldn’t hear what he said to her, but from her laughter I could see it was going well. Minutes later he pulled out his phone and handed it to her, as I watched dumfounded while she entered in her number. Before I met him, I had heard rumours about him running around the streets of London approaching women directly, without any of the routines or gimmicks the entire seduction community was based on, and I thought he sounded like someone who could rescue me from my frustration and confusion. When I met him I was a bit disappointed. I thought he must be another one of those guys in the community who talked a lot of talk but didn’t live up to the hype. When he came back from approaching the stunning blonde in Leicester Square, I asked him what he had opened with, what lines? I told her she looked really nice, that I liked her style, very Parisian, and that she must be French‚ he said. Surely it wasn’t that simple. What about all the clever openers and routines designed to avoid letting her know you were interested in her? I knew in that moment that I had met the exact person I’d been looking for, and I was committed to following Yad around as much as possible to learn all I could.

Breaking The Code Of Silence

Back then Yad was just experimenting, figuring out what works and what doesn’t by trial and error. There was no system or method. I don’t know how many rejections he had put himself through, but I couldn’t think of a single man on earth who could challenge him for the title. He would get laughed at or yelled at by a woman and come back completely unfazed, only to approach another intimidatingly attractive woman minutes later. To him, rejection was just an outcome. It just meant he wasn’t feeling the vibe that time, and then used the momentum to fuel his next approach. This attitude was very inspirational to me. Until then, rejection from a woman in the cold, hard light of day was brutal. It used to shake me to my core. At least in nightclubs and bars you could blame it on the alcohol, loud music, the fact that the whole environment is one big theatre. There’s no safety net. Seeing Yad approach so compulsively, without hesitation, without fear, and without regrets, changed me.

Attitude Adjustment

Yad showed me that there was another way to look at the world. He showed me that rejection was just something that happened, and any meaning you assign to it is your own doing. I had been assigning great meaning to rejection because, for me and most men, rejection confirmed a deep, firmly held insecurity that I wasn’t enough. Even at that stage, I was telling myself a story and collecting evidence to support it. But the more I hung out with Yad, the more my belief system started to shift. The more evidence I saw that contradicted my beliefs, the more those beliefs were invalidated and left redundant. Witnessing Yad at work, I got to see that occasionally he did something wrong. But most of the time, rejection had nothing to do with Yad. He would approach some women and they would love him, and he would approach others and they would want nothing to do with him. Some women won’t be attracted to you no matter what you do. Some will be on the fence but will be open to the interaction, curious to see what you are about. And some women just like you immediately.

The End Will Come

Watching Yad approach countless women showed me that rejection had nothing to do with the insecurities that we always base them on. And if those women reject him, he thinks he is 100% unattractive. That is what I thought prior to discovering the pickup artist community. Hanging out with Yad was the beginning of the end of this negative belief system. I’ll admit it took a couple of weeks of watching Yad approach before I plucked up the courage to try his method myself. Before that, Yad sometimes invited me to join when he approached groups of women, but I was too shy to do much. I just stood quietly, observing the way he talked to them. My first direct daygame approach ever was a woman walking down Regent Street. I ran over, stopped her, and told her I thought she was gorgeous. She smiled, thanked me, told me that was sweet but she had a boyfriend, I told her no problem, and we then parted ways. She didn’t look at me like I was a leper. She smiled and thanked me. I felt on top of the world. Sure, I hadn’t gotten a phone number or a date, but for the first time ever, I had approached a beautiful woman on the street in broad daylight, completely sober, and told her the truth−that I thought she was gorgeous. Oxford Street was my dojo and I trained every day. I had access to a street with a never ending conveyor belt of thousands of people, and I could approach as many women as I wanted without approaching the same woman twice. With this intense amount of foot traffic and fast turnover of people came a sense of euphoric anonymity. Not bound by the oppressive opinions of others, I was free to experiment, try new things, risk rejection, and go full out on the beautiful women of Central London.