I came to this forum some time back as a complete and utter mess. I had a one-itis for years. I finally after all that time got to the point that I was dating her. She had all the power and control, but still, when you are a completely wussbag and you finally get that one-itis you've been dreaming about for a few years you feel like sky just opened up, the stars aligned and the gods are smiling down on you. It gave me a high like I never experienced. She eventually broke things off with me and sent me into an emotional tailspin. This was before I learned all this DJ stuff. I would send her long, rambling emails telling her how great a guy I am and I will try and make things better and change for her and how good she made me feel and how awful life is going to be without her, lol...as if that was going to make her change her mind. Makes me now cringe to think about it.
Well that was in the year 2002. I've come a long way since then. My inner game I think is good. My outer game has really not improved at all. Really, the only girls I get are ones that are interested in me first. Which means I basically don't have choice. I just have to take what's handed to me by circumstance. The reason for this is that I still after all this time have extreme approach anxiety. Tonight, at an outdoor concert, a girl with a 9 body and a 7 face was dancing in front of me. Her nice ass kept hitting against me. Even though it was crowded, after awhile it seemed like too much to be coincidence. I tried to mutter some words to start conversation that just didn't go anywhere. I froze like a deer in the headlights, could literally think of nothing to say. I mean my mind was a complete blank. I'm at the point of inner game where I don't care what a girl thinks of me. So I know that's not the reason for the anxiety. I cannot even explain it. It's like when I just think about wanting to walk up and say something to a girl I'm attracted to, my brain is just flooded with anxiety and shuts down. Normal functions like just having a relaxed, spontaneous, free-flowing conversation seem impossible. I'm sitting there trying to think hard of something to say, and if I do mutter something, when she replies I'm thinking hard of what I'm going to say in response to that. I feel stifled and get frustrated and usually just disengage from the feelings of extreme awkwardness. Yet, if a girl seems interested in me first, I can usually hook up without too much problem. I'm at a point where I'm tired of waiting for what's handed to me and I want to take control of my situation and get what *I* want. But I won't be able to do that until I can tackle approach anxiety, and I feel like my case is worse than others, because seriously, even if I did force myself to go up and start a conversation with a girl on the street, within a few seconds, my mind would blank out and I'd be standing there not knowing what to say next. Also, it's important for me to mention, I'm not anti-social, social phobic or reclusive or anything. I am an introvert by nature, but I can make normal conversation and be sociable just like anyone under normal circumstances, except for when it comes to approaching.
What are some steps I can make towards turning this around. I'm 33, I've been this way since I was in elementary school and I'm at the point where I'm wondering if it's just genetic or something because I haven't been seeing improvement. Tonight was a big wakeup call. I'm very frustrated. That chic had the type of body most dudes jerk off too thinking about, and I feel reasonably sure she was open to being talked to, and my deer in the headlights brain flamed-out and I could not make words come out of my mouth. I don't know how to turn this around. I'm open to advice my brothers...
Well that was in the year 2002. I've come a long way since then. My inner game I think is good. My outer game has really not improved at all. Really, the only girls I get are ones that are interested in me first. Which means I basically don't have choice. I just have to take what's handed to me by circumstance. The reason for this is that I still after all this time have extreme approach anxiety. Tonight, at an outdoor concert, a girl with a 9 body and a 7 face was dancing in front of me. Her nice ass kept hitting against me. Even though it was crowded, after awhile it seemed like too much to be coincidence. I tried to mutter some words to start conversation that just didn't go anywhere. I froze like a deer in the headlights, could literally think of nothing to say. I mean my mind was a complete blank. I'm at the point of inner game where I don't care what a girl thinks of me. So I know that's not the reason for the anxiety. I cannot even explain it. It's like when I just think about wanting to walk up and say something to a girl I'm attracted to, my brain is just flooded with anxiety and shuts down. Normal functions like just having a relaxed, spontaneous, free-flowing conversation seem impossible. I'm sitting there trying to think hard of something to say, and if I do mutter something, when she replies I'm thinking hard of what I'm going to say in response to that. I feel stifled and get frustrated and usually just disengage from the feelings of extreme awkwardness. Yet, if a girl seems interested in me first, I can usually hook up without too much problem. I'm at a point where I'm tired of waiting for what's handed to me and I want to take control of my situation and get what *I* want. But I won't be able to do that until I can tackle approach anxiety, and I feel like my case is worse than others, because seriously, even if I did force myself to go up and start a conversation with a girl on the street, within a few seconds, my mind would blank out and I'd be standing there not knowing what to say next. Also, it's important for me to mention, I'm not anti-social, social phobic or reclusive or anything. I am an introvert by nature, but I can make normal conversation and be sociable just like anyone under normal circumstances, except for when it comes to approaching.
What are some steps I can make towards turning this around. I'm 33, I've been this way since I was in elementary school and I'm at the point where I'm wondering if it's just genetic or something because I haven't been seeing improvement. Tonight was a big wakeup call. I'm very frustrated. That chic had the type of body most dudes jerk off too thinking about, and I feel reasonably sure she was open to being talked to, and my deer in the headlights brain flamed-out and I could not make words come out of my mouth. I don't know how to turn this around. I'm open to advice my brothers...