How to Build an Abundance Mentality When You're Broke as Hell and Desperate

Ever Feel Like You're Swimming in a Drought While the Rest of the World's in the Ocean?

You're not alone, son. But you're also not the first to stare at a dating desert and lose your mind over the first water drop you spot. Problem is, you’re treatin’ a first date like it’s your last meal before the noose. That’s the scarcity mentality — acting like the world’s handing out golden tickets one at a time, and you’re praying to win the lottery while everyone else’s got a warehouse full.

The Abundance Mentality Ain’t About Being King

It’s not about having 100 names on your list. It’s about knowing the city you live in has more single women than you have time to date. If you’re spazzing because you’re worried this random chick is “the one,” you’re already losing. That’s when you turn into a yes-man with a heart full of “neediness poison.” You’ll beg her to like you, forget who you are, and act like you’re 10 years older than her emotionally. That’s how you scare people off.

Why You’re Burning Your Chances Faster Than a Gasoline Truck in a Flood

You think you’re doing the “old moves”? Nah — you’re a gambler throwing chips at a rigged table. The second a woman you’ve got eyes for walks in with a partner, you assume the room’s against you. You’re not building relationships; you’re digging graves for your self-worth. And that desperation? It breeds a toxic stew of distrust and “I-never-wanted-you” energy that turns into real control-freak madness. You’re not the nice guy. You’re the guy who’s drowning so deep in fear, he’s starting to choke others.

Abundance Is Just Business Sense

Think like a boss, not a beggar. You don’t sell your soul to the first customer who walks in. You pick the ones who’ll pay premium. Same with dating: you’re not here to throw all your worth at someone unless she’s got the qualities you demand. You’re shopping the market, not begging for scraps. The question isn’t ‘Will she take me?’ It’s ‘What makes her worth my energy?’ Everything else is time wasted on a bad investment.

Your Scarcity Mentality Is a Self-Fulfilling Trap

Every time you hit a wall, you mutter, “I’m doomed to wait until the next decade.” That ain’t a problem. That’s a spell you’ve cast on yourself. You’re not in a desert — you’re walking past a fountain and acting like you’re allergic to water. Every setback is just data. A rejection isn’t a death sentence; it’s a reminder that you’re not the only one in the game. But keep playing like a guy who’s begging for mercy and you’ll keep losing. Scarcity is a crutch you use to avoid actually working the room.

The Real War You’re Fighting Is Against Your Own Brain

This isn’t about luck, it’s about conditioning. If every woman who catches your eye is taken or ends up a disappointment, you’re not failing. You’re failing to adapt. The solution isn’t waiting for the universe to hand you a miracle. It’s grinding — meeting people, mixing into groups, and building a social arsenal. Start acting like the guy others remember for the right reasons, not the guy who sobs over closed doors. The abundance mentality is the refusal to play the victim. That’s it.

On the Frontlines: How to Make This Sh*t Work

You meet someone? Treat it like a business pitch. No pressure, no begging. Ask if she’s got friends you could chat with. Expand the pool instead of drowning in one. If she says no? Walk away. Scarcity types fold here. Abundance guys? They double down. Every door shut is a staircase to another level. Climb it.

Second Problem: You Can’t Even Finish the Job

You’re a 35-year-old trying to figure out why your junk’s acting like a broken slot machine. You can get off alone, but with a partner? nada. That’s not just a physical issue — that’s a red flag waving at you like a damn traffic cop. You’re stuck in old habits, buddy. Let’s fix this.

Ditch the ‘Gold-Bang’ Mindset

First rule: if you’re still using the same grip you’ve had since college, your prostate’s got PTSD. That “death grip syndrome” is training your junk to need a construction crew to finish. You’re not a demolition man anymore — you’re trying to build a connection, not blow it up. Get a masturbation sleeve. Learn what it feels like to let go. If you won’t retrain your junk, don’t expect it to retrain itself.

Check Your Arsenal

Your condoms? Are they the same ones you’ve used in every relationship since 2003? Or are you playing with a new brand that’s got your dick whispering “not today”? Lubricant? You’re slathering it on like you’re preparing for the Tour de France. Moderation, pal. Your partners aren’t a gym — they’re a dance floor. Move like you want them to remember the steps. And if you’re still slamming your head against the wall? Doctors aren’t for last resorts. They’re for problem-solving.

Sex Is a Skill, Not a Blessing

Stress, self-doubt, and a brain full of “if she leaves I die” — that’s not love. That’s a war zone. You can’t fire a gun if your hands are shaking from anxiety. Get checked for what’s real, but also get your head in gear. Confidence isn’t a mask. It’s a weapon. Without it, you’re handing your partner a script: “You don’t want me here.” Now go fix that, soldier.