When your life is filled with rejection, when every attempt to speak to a woman is preempted by the visceral feeling of pre-rejection, borne by the knowing that you will be rejected, based on a history of being consistently turned down, a perpetual anxiety starts to settle in.

And yet you have a desire to keep trying. Something natural inside you, like a lemming lined up at the edge of a cliff behind the lemming in front of him, wants to follow the urge to jump. It's in your nature to petition women, to ask for their attention. And it has become your experience to fall. Time and ti...

When your life is filled with rejection, when every attempt to speak to a woman is preempted by the visceral feeling of pre-rejection, borne by the knowing that you will be rejected, based on a history of being consistently turned down, a perpetual anxiety starts to settle in.

And yet you have a desire to keep trying. Something natural inside you, like a lemming lined up at the edge of a cliff behind the lemming in front of him, wants to follow the urge to jump. It's in your nature to petition women, to ask for their attention. And it has become your experience to fall. Time and time again.

But you've found a way to keep the spark alive, to circumvent the circuitry. It's findom. Financial servitude. Money slavery. It's the only way to practically guarantee a positive response from a superior, unattainable woman. She will never want you. But she will rarely turn down money. And she won't feel obligated to give you anything in return. Which means, you won't have to worry your fragile little mind about how to keep her attention. If you want to maintain the view of those sparkling, beautiful eyes, all you need to do is spend again. Pay to play, and the game has no risk.

It's the perfect solution. It removes all emotional labor and skill for you, and it's a sure fire way to receive the object of your desires: a positive reaction from an unapproachable woman who would never otherwise give you the time of day.