These last several posts seem to center around the theme of women taking an interest in me and the specific reasons they do so. A few posts ago I talked about a really attractive young woman at a coffee shop a couple of years back who seemed to be one of these women taking an interest in me. I talked about how things didn't work out, and how she probably just "found someone she liked better." I think that girl and the other young women at that coffee shop knew all about my struggles and felt a great deal of sympathy for me. This particular, very attractive young woman seemed prepared to offer me a profound level of validation....until she got cold feet.
The thing is, she and those other women at that coffee shop have not counted as the only women who wanted to see me do well. Maybe a year and a half ago, some attractive, young female staff at the Austin Clubhouse saw that I liked one of their coworkers. It got to where I would eat lunch at the Clubhouse, and "Mary" would sit at my table with "Cindy" and they would talk to each other about how "Megan" was doing. The whole tone of their conversation seemed to center around a developing situation involving a breakup between Megan and some boyfriend.
My response to that whole deal involved me just finding Megan on Instagram and making a unilateral decision to follow her account. I hoped Megan would see that I was following her and that she would follow me back. Megan quit her job for a higher paying position elsewhere in the weeks that followed my effort to reach out to her, and after some significant time passed with nary a nibble from her on Instagram, I unfollowed her account.
Several months later, Mary also moved on to another job, but not before I hung out at the Clubhouse on her last day. When I said goodbye and took my leave of her, she gave me the most beautiful, wide open smile. I think an older, former female staffer who'd retired sometime earlier told Mary what I'd said to the older woman about how I really made an effort to not fuck with the attractive young women who serve as staff, interns, or volunteers at Austin Clubhouse. My discreet effort to reach out socially to Megan was the most I'd ever done in that realm.
So, big picture: It seems as if some attractive, young women want to see me do well with women in general. Some seem to go so far as to ostensibly offer some part of themselves for that level of validation. How can I possibly harbor any anger or resentment towards such young, very attractive women if they wind up getting cold feet? My whole approach, to just display a willingness to let the whole matter go, only seems to increase my credibility, and quite possibly my viability, to other attractive women in my world. I guess my fondest hope centers around the possibility that one or more attractive women WON'T chicken out and get cold feet. I hope that day comes sooner rather than later.
The thing is, she and those other women at that coffee shop have not counted as the only women who wanted to see me do well. Maybe a year and a half ago, some attractive, young female staff at the Austin Clubhouse saw that I liked one of their coworkers. It got to where I would eat lunch at the Clubhouse, and "Mary" would sit at my table with "Cindy" and they would talk to each other about how "Megan" was doing. The whole tone of their conversation seemed to center around a developing situation involving a breakup between Megan and some boyfriend.
My response to that whole deal involved me just finding Megan on Instagram and making a unilateral decision to follow her account. I hoped Megan would see that I was following her and that she would follow me back. Megan quit her job for a higher paying position elsewhere in the weeks that followed my effort to reach out to her, and after some significant time passed with nary a nibble from her on Instagram, I unfollowed her account.
Several months later, Mary also moved on to another job, but not before I hung out at the Clubhouse on her last day. When I said goodbye and took my leave of her, she gave me the most beautiful, wide open smile. I think an older, former female staffer who'd retired sometime earlier told Mary what I'd said to the older woman about how I really made an effort to not fuck with the attractive young women who serve as staff, interns, or volunteers at Austin Clubhouse. My discreet effort to reach out socially to Megan was the most I'd ever done in that realm.
So, big picture: It seems as if some attractive, young women want to see me do well with women in general. Some seem to go so far as to ostensibly offer some part of themselves for that level of validation. How can I possibly harbor any anger or resentment towards such young, very attractive women if they wind up getting cold feet? My whole approach, to just display a willingness to let the whole matter go, only seems to increase my credibility, and quite possibly my viability, to other attractive women in my world. I guess my fondest hope centers around the possibility that one or more attractive women WON'T chicken out and get cold feet. I hope that day comes sooner rather than later.
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