“I’d been reading about how to do it for a while.
Finally one night I said to myself, all right, I’m going to go out tonight and I’m going to try to talk to girls.
I went out to this bar in my neighborhood. It was a Thursday night. A band was playing.
It was somewhat empty, maybe thirty people in the place.
I walked in and walked to the back to get a beer. That’s when I spotted this group of girls.
There were three of them, the only single women in the place.
My goal was just to open a conversation.
I was just going to go up to them and say ‘Hey, is this band any good?’ And then I’ll just go home after that.
I just couldn’t do it.
I stood there. And stood there. It felt like an hour passed.
Finally I just walked out of the bar.
As I was driving home I was so angry at myself that I was literally crying.
I thought, ‘Oh this is so fucking difficult, this is so fucking difficult. Why is this so difficult?’”
This really hits home for me. This stuff isn’t about just banging a few girls. It’s a lot more than that.
What does approach anxiety feel like to you? How has it affected your life?
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