When I was in high school - I used to spend ALL DAY in my head. Just thinking and overanalysing every little detail. I didn’t have a girlfriend - let alone had I gotten anywhere with a girl. My “confidence” - as it were, was incredibly low. I would pine over one girl months on end, then get just obliterated when she found out and freak out and just curl up and want to die.
It actually got to a point when I had chronic anxiety pains in my stomach for about 3 or 4 months (think CONSTANT butterflies in your stomach for months). Anyway, it wasn’t until one girl who I thought I was DEFINITELY in with a chance - we both liked each other, we had a great time being around each other. Then a week after she tells me she isn’t interested in getting a boyfriend - she starts dating some other guy. I was completely crushed…
Anyway, my self-esteem went rock-bottom. I just stopped caring about everything - because I didn’t think there was anything left to care about (getting to my epiphany soon - bear with me!
). I went to another city over a weekend to represent my school in a Shakespeare competition where we have to perform a 15 minute scene. Anyway, it was a drama event and there were girls everywhere. However, I was so hung up over this one girl - that I didn’t care.
I didn’t care.
If some girl started to speak to me - I’d say whatever popped into my head. Walk away sometimes. I started talking to girls not looking for an outcome and just leaving when things weren’t interesting enough for me to stay around for.
One exchange I remember was when I was walking around the food table looking at what’s there - but I didn’t have a plate:
Girl: Do you want a fork?
Me: I usually get to know someone first before being that promiscuous.
I walk away.
Girl turns to her friend and does the “I can’t believe he said that!” and they start giggling. Started getting eyes from both of them for the rest of that night. Too hung up over the first girl though to pursue anything or even care.
Point being - I said that because I felt like saying it and didn’t care about what they thought or how they took it. Maybe that’s just a warped reality - but that tends to be what works when it comes to me. As soon as I stop caring about where something might lead - and just do things for myself.
I was asked for my number 4 times that weekend - and got invites to go out to places. This NEVER happens.
It wasn’t until a girl in my group was like “Wow - you really had some game. SO many of those girls really wanted you…” that I realised I was finally doing something right… She then went on to tell my group of some of the things I’d said - etc.
ANYWAY, I’m not sure what anyone can bring of this - but if it helps as fodder for this debate - then so be it. It’s interesting seeing both points of perspective.
Please be nice to each other and don’t let this get hostile - I, as well as others, I’m sure, are finding both viewpoints rather intriguing. ![]()