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SOME THINGS TO DO TO MAKE WOMEN RESPECT YOU MORE



Have you heard the saying that ‘respect is earned, and not forced or bought’?
Ihave seen and heard a lot of men talk about not getting enough respect and love from women around them, and every time, blame these women for their problems, but the truth is, anyone will respect you if you carry yourself well enough to be respected. It isn’t rocket science, and hopefully, this post will prove it.
OOZE HAPPINESS
Learn to always smile, no matter what life throws at you. Don’t take things too seriously; life is too short for that. Happy and funny people are attractive. When you meet a woman for the first time, confidently crack some jokes, but don’t take it too far; it is the best way to open up women you meet for the first time. It will keep her curious about you.
BE CONFIDENT AND COMFORTABLE
This is attractive to women, even though some of them pretend not to be moved by it.
It is natural for women to like confident guys because they are rare. But do not fake confidence, let it come from inside of you.
Learn to be comfortable when you are with women, they will test you to know if you are really confident or faking it. If you are for real they will consider you the man they are looking for.
AN ABUNDANCE MENTALITY 
Stand up right now and start approaching women. Do not waste too much time thinking of what to say; it will boost your morale and confidence. If you can conquer the world of women, you can conquer anything in the world. This is a war most men have lost. Meet women everyday even if some are rude to you, just move on.
DRESS PROPERLY
Learn to dress fine and smart. Do not sag or look irresponsible, dress like a man. Put on nice suits and shirts. Look good.
DON’T LIVE TO IMPRESS
Be real, be original, be who you are. Do not live your life to make anyone happy. Live the way you’re comfortable with as long as it doesn’t endanger the next person


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