Wow, I almost forgot about this...
Furyguy said:
You already know what's wrong with you buddy.
You're out of shape. You don't feel comfortable with yourself, and thus lack confidence. This ****s with your head and everyone else around you can see it, too.
Make the change, do what you gotta do, it'll help you immensely.
I won't argue with that, but at the same time im not classified as fat or chubby but average. I used to be on the skinnier and ripped side but the thing was I stopped cardio, gained more muscle but lost my six pack. Its now currently the average 'belly'. Yea, losing the muscle tonage on my mid section did affect my confidence level. When girls used to slap or lightly punch my stomach they would go "oooh!
" and feel up on it. Now when they do it I cringe and sheild my mide section with my hands(thanks alot beer).
I.A.F.Y.B. said:
... I think he knows this. He has been here since 06 and has over 700 posts. He is seeking advice!
@Rebound Material
Your confidence may be going down hill.
Need more info!!
This continues from my response to Furyguy...When I first found this site 2 years ago, I was at my prime in looks(greatly boosted my confidence level), physical activity(surfed and went bowling every week), and women at around my age level(18-20) at school were an abundance and would almost always mingle back. The thing was, I was still transitioning from AFC to whatever the hell I am now. But yea, I would say that my confidence level did drop significantly.
As for more info...I didn't find out that she thought I was cute until after the club when we all ate at Denny's. Me and a buddy were having a smoke outside and one of friends who's friends with her joined us. He asked me "did you get my text?". I then checked my phone and it read "(her name) thinks your cute". She was sitting with them seperate from our table. Another one of my friends then said "oh yea, i heard her say that at the club". After everyone was done eating and we were all sitting around outside talking, I can tell the boys were trying to "wing" me by telling some amusing yet not embarrassing stories about stuff I did in the past. I honestly felt pressured and thats when I felt nervous even when I was intoxicated. I then told our friend who drove me that we should get going. I said bye to everyone(guys a handshake, chicks a hug) and when I got to the girl, I simply introduced myself, said nice to meet you and left
. I was kicking my ass on the ride home about it.
Dragon said:
That's actually happened to me a few times in life, but only when I was younger. As I got older I grew out of it (I'm 30 now). I can't say what exactly caused it, but if I had to take a psycological guess, I would think that it's a reflection of how you feel about yourself. You may not feel 100% confident and therefore think you're a low value guy so only low value girls like you without you actually "running game" on her. In other words, you didn't even try and she likes you so that made her "low value". It is why we have to work so hard to show active disinterest to make ourselves look high value in women's eyes. If we show that we like them right away, we're too easy. That's what happened with her.
But, I would think the fact that you WEREN'T running game on her was game in and of itself. You were having fun and being yourself without even paying attention to her and then all of a sudden she likes you. Isn't that the exact type of game we are taught to run? Except that you were just doing it "by mistake".
I would suggest that even though you don't have feelings for someone after you find out they like you, get to know them a little better anyway. It is the perfect frame to be in because then you're in the frame most women are in when guys approach them. They don't really like the guy unless he proves himself to be of high value.
Thats a pretty good way to break this situation down man...Yea, I just have something about gaming chicks when everyone knows who's attracted to who...Im pretty sure my friends that brought her and winged me were pretty dissapointed at me that night...