same as above, i hated the "what-ifs?" i would ask myself.
Finally, after reading Mystery's stuff, i was just pissed off to no end, something about me is that my greatest motivation is anger. I was angry at myself for not being what i wanted to be.
At the time, my hero was Tucker Max (some of you might have heard of him) a few of his stories resemble **** that happened to me sans the girls. Stuff like killing a hotel toilet (not easy to do) and i couldn't help but wonder why i wasn't like him with the chicks. Soon after, i realised that i shouldn't try and be more like "him" but more like "me", a naturally ****y and funny guy.
My first "approach" in what i think the OP meant was a girl i worked with (it was her first day) and i just went balls out and did it. Just walked right up and said "hey, how you doing?"
kept the conversation going, never let her know i worked there (she obviously found out later) and managed to walk away with a smile and little hand squeeze. I was ecstatic. It was possible!
Ever since, its been rebuilding the tattered husk of my life and its only gotten better.