Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
But I attract the right kind of women.
Yes but you have to go through about 6 God awful ones that half ruin your mind and soul before you find that decent one and then when you do you can't recognize her until months after you have kicked her to the curb for the most minor thing you can find.
I always attract the girl with 2-3 tats and was a fun bar party girl through college who is now straightened up. Not a ***** type girl, they always have a low count, but I am clean cut, preppy ex super athlete who always had cheerleader gf's but now it is always these " I like tats and piercings" girls who go for me and I have none. Not sure what it is. I look preppy but I boxed so I dont know if they think that is "bad boy" or what and attracts them, but they dont learn that about me until down the road. I truly dont get it, I accept tats but dont like them they arent attractive to me. I just cant understand today's girl.
That may in itself be the reason you attract them. You're not trouble and to these troubled women it's hard to find a guy who doesn't mean trouble. They want what you have, they want to know how to not end up in trouble. They may not be aware that they want this, but somewhere deep inside that's what they really want.
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.