Too Intimidating? You’re Just Not Selling The Vibe Right, Jack

Check The Mirror, Jack

You’ve been circling this like a wolf on a prowl, but your head’s in the fridge. "Lost time" is just a nice way of saying you’ve been a scared rabbit in a cage, waiting for permission to breathe. Time ain’t a thing you owe—ain’t some debt you got to pay back with desperation. You weren’t on the battlefield of dating before, and now you’re out here throwing grenades at women expecting roses in the crater. Slow your roll.

"Intimidating" Is A B.S. Trophy

You ever see a wolf with a "not intimidating" bumper sticker on its flank? That word’s a smoke screen. If a woman says you’re "too intimidating," she’s either scared you’re a king she isn’t in a castle to meet or you’re so chill she assumes you’re plotting something behind that smile. Both stink of excuses. You think you’ve got Resting Murder Face? Cool. Use it. Scare the competition off.

Your Brain’s The Real Ghost

"Erring on the side of caution" is just code for hiding under the bed till the world stops spinning. You’re reading body language like it’s a crypto code and failing because you’re too busy overthinking to act. Your friends? They let you in because they didn’t want a boyfriend, not because you’re too hot to handle. Stop letting fear wear your skin.

Flirt Like You Mean It, Or Don’t Bother

You’re approaching life like you’re filling out a job application, not vibing with humans. Conversation isn’t a test—flirt like you’re a used car salesman who actually believes in the product. Throw a little "Hey, cool, you like tacos?" at someone and see if they flinch. If they don’t, keep stacking the chips. If they do? Walk away like you knew they were a fake fan anyway.

Don’t Sweat The Skin Game

You think your body language’s the problem? That’s the easy fix. Your issue is you’re selling a brand of "Let me get closer before I’m even in the store." That’s a losing move. Walk up to a woman like she’s a bar you’re crashing, not a vault you need a master key for. Conversation’s a door—knock once. If she opens it? You didn’t flinch. That’s the win.

The Herpes Headache? Calm The Hell Down

Here’s the truth: Herpes isn’t a death sentence. It’s a skin issue. Like a zit, except you can’t pop it with a needle and call it a day. But you’re acting like you just got hit with a plague, not a paper cut. Millions of people have this virus and live. Your ex ghosted you—cool. She probably had one foot out the door of her own life anyway.

Stigma’s A Weapon, Not A Wall

You think people look down on herpes? That’s because you’ve let the word "stigma" live in your head like a god. Stop playing the victim and start acting like the guy who’s already got the upper hand. This isn’t a mark of shame—it’s data. Just like you wouldn’t date someone who’s allergic to your pet if that’s a dealbreaker, you don’t get to treat this like a moral fail. It’s a fact. Own it.

Get In The Game, Don’t Spectate

You’re stuck in the "I have herpes, I’m cursed" narrative because you’ve got a victim mindset. Pull your weight like an adult. Book a doc. Take the meds. Don’t spread it like a tourist sneezing in someone’s face. Then go flirt like you’re in a poker game—read the table, play your hand tight, and don’t expect the dealer to hand you a royal flush.

Love’s A Contact Sport—Protect Yourself

Dating someone? It’s not a charity mission to "fix" a problem. It’s a risk assessment. You’re scared people will leave you over this, but you’re the one who’s already leaving yourself over it. Real people won’t vanish—until they find out you’re a hypochondriac who’s treating this like a zombie bite, not a scratch. You want someone who’ll meet you in the middle. That’s who you’re chasing.

Get Up, Get Out, Keep Scoring

This isn’t some cursed chapter in your life—it’s a line on the map you can learn from. You’ve already survived the panic. Now you need to act like a man who’s got more important problems than his ego. You have herpes. Cool. Now find someone who’d rather fight with you than run from you. If they don’t stick around? They were never worth the shot to begin with. Walk like you own the street. Talk like you’ve got nothing to lose. This thing you’re scared of? It’s just a door. You open it—then you move on.