The other day, as I waited around at the coffee shop, I came to realize something. I didn't put years of hard work into coming to terms with my issues around loneliness and an endless, aching desire to connect with women in my world only to have all of that work unravel whenever I see desirable young women at clubs or the coffee shop or anywhere else. I've even talked to some girls at some places, lately. I felt at ease talking to them, and I just wanted to talk, really. It's time all of those years of hard work making changes to the whole of my being and how I think of and relate to women; it's time all of those changes really help me feel more comfortable in my own skin.
A few weeks ago, a woman I'm acquainted with in my world snapped at me over something minor. I didn't think she had cause to snap at me. My mind pricked up a little upon reflection on this exchange between us, and perhaps her mind pricked up too. She's young and attractive, and I thought, "Did this way she snapped at me indicate some level interest from her in me? Like, she can't help but display some emotion and frustration with the current state of affairs between us, because she wants something more involved with me?" I kept my mind on thoughts such as these for a couple of weeks.
As time wore on and nothing of substance seemed to spring from this one minor incident when she snapped at me, I began to think, "You know, that's a really lame reason to make it about her at this point." Soon after that one insight entered my head, I began to let the whole thing fall by the wayside. To me, that kind of willingness to just let something like that go indicates that, yes, I do feel more comfortable in my own skin these days.
A few weeks ago, a woman I'm acquainted with in my world snapped at me over something minor. I didn't think she had cause to snap at me. My mind pricked up a little upon reflection on this exchange between us, and perhaps her mind pricked up too. She's young and attractive, and I thought, "Did this way she snapped at me indicate some level interest from her in me? Like, she can't help but display some emotion and frustration with the current state of affairs between us, because she wants something more involved with me?" I kept my mind on thoughts such as these for a couple of weeks.
As time wore on and nothing of substance seemed to spring from this one minor incident when she snapped at me, I began to think, "You know, that's a really lame reason to make it about her at this point." Soon after that one insight entered my head, I began to let the whole thing fall by the wayside. To me, that kind of willingness to just let something like that go indicates that, yes, I do feel more comfortable in my own skin these days.
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