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Let me tell you the story of how I decided to write The Real Rules:

One day in the fall of 1996, I was having lunch with several female friends. As we started on our salads, one of the women asked: “So Barbara, what do you think of that book everyone’s talking about—The Rules?” Now, I’d heard about this book which supposedly tells women how to get a man to marry them, but hadn’t actually seen it, so I answered frankly, “I haven’t read it.”

“You haven’t?” She reached into her purse and handed me a small paperback. “Here—someone in my office just gave me this as a joke. You aren’t going to believe this book!”

Now I was intrigued. Naturally, over the years, as a leading authority on relationships, I’ve always been asked my opinion about other books on love, but even when I’ve disagreed with the author’s thinking, I have never publicly criticized what I’ve read—that’s just not my style. And so I was completely unprepared for what happened next.

I looked at the book: The Rules. The cover looked harmless enough. Then, I opened the book and began to read—one piece of bad, recycled, antiquated advice after another—the kind of advice my grandmother gave my mother at the same time that she informed her she could get pregnant from kissing a man. At first, I thought that I’d misunderstood, that maybe this was one of those comic takeoffs on self-help books. Then, to my horror, as each chapter got progressively worse, I realized that this wasn’t a joke—this was supposed to be serious!

I could hardly believe what I was reading:

“… the man must take the lead …”

“… be quiet and mysterious, act ladylike …”

“… don’t say much, let him do all the thinking, the talking …”

“… he runs the show …”

“… if you don’t get jewelry … you might as well call it quits …”

“… try wearing tight jeans, a miniskirt, or a deep V-necked shirt …”

“… if you have a bad nose, get a nose job.”

“… overweight is not The Rules …”

These weren’t the rules for happiness—they were the rules for messing up your love life and behaving like the worst stereotype of a superficial, submissive woman!!

What I’m talking about goes way beyond any current book—it goes back centuries. They are the very ideas that caused millions of women (including me) to get into bad relationships with men they shouldn’t have even dated in the first place; the very ideas that had trapped so many women into love-starved, meaningless marriages they were afraid to leave; the very ideas that had created whole generations of women with low self-esteem; the very ideas from which I and so many other successful and happy women had spent our whole lives working hard to break free.

I thought about all the unsuspecting women who were desperately putting The Rules into practice, not realizing the price they were eventually going to pay for compromising their honesty, integrity, and self-respect in order to trap a man.

I thought about all the teenage girls reading this junk, believing it was the truth, and getting their first boyfriend by playing games, showing their cleavage, and keeping their mouths shut.

I thought of the inevitable backlash from men who would hear about The Rules and conclude, “I was right—women are just controlling, manipulative bitches.”

Suddenly, I realized that the book I was holding in my hand wasn’t merely amusing, silly, or just incredibly stupid—it was wrong. It went against everything I’ve taught for the past twenty years, and everything I know to be healthy in relationships.

That’s when I knew I had to write The Real Rules.…

I dedicate The Real Rules to every woman who has ever had her heart broken by falling in love with a man who wasn’t good for her.

I dedicate The Real Rules to every woman who has ever believed she needs to become a man’s perfect-bodied, plastic fantasy in order to get his love.

I dedicate The Real Rules to every woman who has ever been afraid to share her real feelings, desires, or concerns with a man for fear that he’ll tell her she’s too “needy and demanding.”

I dedicate The Real Rules to every woman who has ever been so afraid of losing a man that she sacrificed her opinions, her values, and her self-respect.

I dedicate The Real Rules to every woman who has ever lost herself so deeply in trying to please a man that she doesn’t know who she is anymore.

I dedicate The Real Rules to every mother who doesn’t want her daughter to make the same mistakes in love that she did, and every daughter who doesn’t want to end up like her mother.

I dedicate The Real Rules to every woman who dreams of having a relationship with a real man based on real equality—no games, no power struggles, just a loving, intimate, mutually respectful partnership.

And I dedicate The Real Rules to every real man out there who wants a real woman—a woman you can trust and respect who has an honest mind and a loving heart.

I offer this with love, from me to you.

The Real Truth.

The Real Rules …

Barbara De Angelis