When will dating stop being so hard for Gen Z?

That means - you’ve got almost ZERO competition. You need to start trying. I’ve got dozens of videos with GenZ women complaining about you not trying. Extremely hot - Gen Z chicks.

But as I listened more and started connecting dots, I realized this wasn’t just a hot-girl problem.

It sucked. It was a bloodsport—a gladiatorial brawl for your dignity where the odds were stacked against you, the crowd was jeering, and the lions were already licking their chops.

Who is someone that inspires you?

First came the mental gymnastics of when to call.

So, I dug in, peeled back the layers of this sociocultural onion, and yeah, I’ve figured it out. I know why men aren’t stepping up. And more importantly, I know how to fix it.

But when you finally did muster the nerve to dial, you’d hit another goddamn wall:

Why are so many US conservatives in this day and age still against racial mixing? They won't say it in public, but they are still against the mixing between Blacks and whites? Why?

I used to date Millennials until they hit the “expiration date.” The youngest Millennials are 29 now—aging out of the sugar scene and into therapy. (The more bitter ones will be in this answer’s comment section)

Don’t put your loser negativity in the comment section.

And there was no goddamn escape hatch. No apps to swipe your failures away, no digital armor to protect your ego. You were exposed, raw and bleeding, stranded in the harsh fluorescent light of reality. You’d sit there, a monument to your own humiliation, drowning in the bitter cocktail of shame and regret.

What parts of the Bible, if any, are inappropriate to read to children? Why?

Both groups—Millennials and Gen Z—are grumbling the same refrain:

I listen. I guide. Sometimes I protect.

They ask for advice, and there’s no jealousy poisoning the well.

Is there a reason why many men give up on dating and relationships? Is the dating scene difficult for them?

Too soon, and you’d look desperate.

In the 90’s - you didn’t have a choice - cold approaching was just what you had to do.

What I am is a dude who’s actually concerned with this problem, and, I can help. For free.

How severely should I get punished? Please describe throughly. Today I got my result of my test nd I found out that I failed in 2 subjects, my parents are currently in abroad nd I lied to them about the fail but I feel guilty now.

are either

Save it for your incel group.

Then it’d come—the rejection, sharp and merciless, cutting through the smoky haze of the room like a knife through your soul. But that wasn’t the worst part, oh no. The worst part was the *spectacle*. Her friends would swoop in like vultures, eyes gleaming, ready to eviscerate what little was left of you. You weren’t just rejected; you were a public execution.

Why are fewer English people going to their local pubs for a drink? Are they aware that many pubs are shutting down due to lack of customers?

Forget the Hollywood fantasy of smirking Casanovas armed with killer one-liners and perfectly tousled hair under neon lights.

They spill their secrets, their heartbreaks, their schemes, and their dreams.

The only mercy was time—time to stew, time to replay every stumble, time to promise yourself you’d never be that stupid again. And then, inevitably, you’d do it all over.

Why are there so many girls and not enough boys to follow?

And now? Now, you just swipe left or right. No awkward calls. No interrogation from dad. No sweaty palms gripping the receiver like a lifeline. It’s all neat, sanitized, and gutless.

he’d be the one to pick up.

**guys don’t approach me!**

What caused the stock market to crash?

As a 48-year-old Sugar Daddy, I’ve seen the battlefield from both trenches, and let me tell you—it’s a hell of a vantage point.

It’s an epidemic.

Now, sugar dating? That’s a different beast. It’s refreshingly laid back—a strange, unspoken contract of mutual honesty and boundary-free conversation.

If you were president, how would you make America "great again?"

I wasn’t suprised…The girls I date are stunners, the kind of women who turn sidewalks into catwalks. Of course guys don’t approach them. Guy’s DON’T approach dimes—they’re terrified.

Virgins

If I’d had the choice back then, you can bet your ass I’d have taken the easy way out. But here’s the ugly truth, my friend: all this convenience comes with a price. The grit, the effort, the goddamn humanity of it all has been gutted, leaving behind a sterile, hollow shell.

What’s on Pornhub?

It’s a strange, paternalistic partnership, and God help me, I actually enjoy it.

Wait too long, and she’d forget you even existed.

Dropped out of the dating scene

I see ugly guys dating gorgeous, "hot" women all the time. I, too, am not very attractive but I'm not doing well with the ladies. What's their secret?

For a solid decade, I was neck-deep in the pick-up artist scene. Yes, it works—and by "works," I mean becoming a swaggering, dopamine-addled caricature of a man. You learn the tricks, the lines, the rhythms of a social dance that’s as contrived as a daytime infomercial. But here’s the rub: it turns you into an unholy blend of desperation and bravado—a full-tilt douchebag with a veneer of charisma. Eventually, you start to hate your own reflection. That’s when I bailed.

Buckle up, because this is a cocktail of hard-earned wisdom, poor decisions, and a willingness to wade waist-deep into the absurdities of modern dating.

First of all - I am not selling anything. I am not a “coach.” I don’t want your money. I’m good. I’ve got videos of me in my Lamborghini Huracan, and Ferrari California to prove it.

How do you relax?

And let’s say, by some unholy miracle, you got her number. Don’t start celebrating yet, cowboy—you were still deep in the trenches.

Enter Gen Z, a new crop of frustrated souls, but the frustration is eerily familiar.

her dad. If she lived at home—and most of them did back then

They’d answer with a voice like gravel and demand to know your name, your intentions, your SAT score—hell, maybe even your blood type.

Right now, your natural instinct is to give me a “reason” why you can’t.

These girls, they open up in ways you don’t see in “normal” dating.

And you would. Oh, you absolutely *would*.

All of this is GOOD NEWS! It should seem obvious, but from your perspective, its not.

That first "uh, hey" would leave your lips, shaky and desperate, and she’d glance at you like you were a stray dog begging for scraps.

That’s the gauntlet we came from—the crucible of humiliation and raw, unfiltered chaos. The one we survived.

I’ve ridden this wave long enough to see a generational shift.

In short - you’ve just got no game - but its not your fault.

No, it was more like strapping on a blindfold, stepping into a minefield, and praying you didn’t explode into a million pathetic pieces.

If you’re serious about learning how to approach women, then, I’m here to help. Again, I am not selling anything, I don’t want your money - I’m good.

And let me tell you, fathers in those days weren’t just protective; they were full-blown sentinels guarding the gates of hell.

If there are less guys approaching women - to the point where 50% of guys your age

If you’ve got a reason for NOT approaching women - don’t watch my videos…

Either way, the clock was ticking, and every passing second chipped away at your already tenuous grip on sanity.

Every word out of your mouth felt like a confession at gunpoint. You’d be sweating bullets, trying to sound like some paragon of virtue, knowing full well he was picturing you as the scumbag who’d ruin his daughter’s life.