When will dating stop being so hard for Gen Z?

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

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

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

You guys are talking about having sex with dogs. I heard a news man was trying to have sex with a female dog and got stuck inside. Is that possible? How does it feel inside a dog’s vagina?

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)

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

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

What would you change in the "Game of Thrones" storyline if you were one of the writers of the TV series?

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

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.

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.

What does it mean when someone says "I'm feeling frisky"?

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.

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

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

Why are there posts saying the T in LGBT should be dropped? With what is happening in the US and beyond against the trans community cause for concern that if this is accepted could it be deemed acceptable to start on the LGB community again?

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.

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.

I listen. I guide. Sometimes I protect.

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Dropped out of the dating scene

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

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

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**guys don’t approach me!**

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

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

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Virgins

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

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.

What are your thoughts about Hulk Hogan at the Republican National Convention in support of Trump and ripping his shirt off? Did he exaggerate?

he’d be the one to pick up.

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.

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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.

Too soon, and you’d look desperate.

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.

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

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

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

What happens if a parent refuses to let their child be transgender? What happens if the parent tries their hardest not to allow their child to be trans, like flushing every bottle of their trans child's HRT down the toilet?

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

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.

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

What happens if someone fills up their car at the pump but leaves without paying? How is this situation typically handled?

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

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.

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

Why do I (45, male) feel like I'm crushing on a girl (19, female)?

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.

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.

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.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

First came the mental gymnastics of when to call.

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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.

Save it for your incel group.

It’s an epidemic.