Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Practically never. The first meeting either happens at my place or we just go have a walk. Sometimes, I go by myself to have a tea at a place I like and I invite her out for tea. But I would go there anyways even alone so she just tags along.
In the 10+ years I've been dating women, I have never gone out for drinks. When I do buy beer or wine, I make sure to serve it at my place, where logistics are in my favor ; ]
this ........or out then "back to yours for drinks".................sex on the first date so she becomes emotionally attached to ya