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I want to tell you a story about the exact moment I learned to love being tested by a woman.

It wasn’t always this way.  In fact, long ago I was clueless to the fact that women were actually testing men.  I thought that when women got bitchy, demanding, or sarcastic that they were signaling to me that they were not interested.

And wouldn’t that naturally mean that you have to amp up your interest level and try harder to win her over?

You would think so… but when I started paying closer attention I started to notice:

1. Showing more interest, coddling her, or apologizing only seems to push her further away.
2. The more she “got away with” the less respect she seemed to have for me.

The few times that I actually stood up to them they seemed to do an almost immediate 180 degree shift.

A few years back I was on vacation with a girl who I had been friends with for awhile, but had only just recently took it to a physical level.  I was extremely into this girl, and once I finally advanced to a physical level, I was extremely fearful of doing anything that would ruin it.

Like a puppy dog, I would bring her breakfast in bed.  When she got snippy I would shut up and take it.  When she made rude comments about some of my friends who were on vacation with us, I obediently agreed.

What started out as a dream week… was slowly turning into a disaster.  While outwardly nothing changed in our new blossoming relationship, I sensed that she was losing all respect for me.  Even worse, I felt helpless to do anything about.

She had me… and she knew it.

I was too terrified of doing anything that might offend her that I was quickly burying my chances of taking the relationship further.

I decided that the best way to try to win some of the power back was to talk a big game.  So I would brag about some of my past accomplishments, or tell stories demonstrating higher value.

But by this time, talk was way too cheap.

By the end of the week, I had pretty much already mentally come to the conclusion that I blew it.  I sensed her slipping away, and had basically accepted this as my fate.

What was interesting is that once I accepted that the fling was probably going to end once the vacation ended… I felt weirdly liberated.

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