Maybe I should elaborate.That you're devastated by the mere thought of rejection indicates otherwise
When I was in college, I was an absolute dog when it came to sex. Extremely desperate. Because I had no backup plan.
Once I developed my backup plan, I'm no longer the pathetic animal I was 12 years ago (I know I'm not supposed to discuss my backup plan on here. So I won't name my backup plan. But we all know what my backup plan for getting laid is)
As an example: In 2012, I begged and begged a one night stand (who I wasn't even attracted to) to give me a 2nd chance.
Another example from 2012: Some broad was having a long, drawn out text discussion with me. I basically told her "Just stfu and come over already. You could have been here by now."
No way would I go to those levels of desperation/thirst today.
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