Today, I woke up furious - I still don't know the entire reason why. Part of it was just frustration with how slowly this whole meeting people thing is going - I find it so hard to converse with people, especially because even the conversations that go well, I convince myself went crappily. Even the hellos from beautiful women that are enthusiastic (I get a lot of those, actually), I tell myself they wouldn't be interested if they knew more about me. Holy crap, it's crazy how much people beat themselves up, isn't it?
Anyway, so I went on this walk this morning to cool off (I was *so* frustrated), and I met some guy, and he was really fun to talk to (even though I caught myself bashing the conversation). I was biking somewhere later and I greeted this gorgeous girl running the same direction as me. Her hello back was super-enthusiastic, but I was scared (and with my family) so I kept going. Later she passed us, and I wanted to approach her SO BADLY, you have no idea. I was so angry that I couldn't do it, all I had to do was ask some question about her running and it would have been such a gift to her - the gift of talking to me! Then, no matter what happened, I would have paid her a compliment of trying to chat her up, even if she wasn't interested.
Sigh, I'm moving one step at a time, but sometimes I get really angry at myself for how long this is taking. I know I'll progress all the faster for being patient with myself, but it's hard to keep that patience sometimes, especially when gorgeous women are running all around.
No matter what happens, I can't let myself fall into the trap of trying to have a gorgeous woman validate who I am. Since my goal is to pick up women, and have sex and stuff, I find myself trying to pick up women to make me feel good about myself (wow, look at this HB I just picked up) rather than to have fun (sex is fun, after all). Women become a measure of success in my life, rather than me following my dreams or improving myself. Now that ain't right!!
Izza