Who is ready for some more of JT's late-night ramblings?
Today was in interesting day. I went on a date with a girl I met through IG on my long lunch break. Could say it was the first girl I ever got from online. I still have yet to try true online dating - I'm tempted, simply to improve my skills on actual dates, so I don't fuck it up when I start getting more with quality women from cold approach. But that is a whole topic we can save for later. Long story short, I ended up banging her at her apartment after about an hour and a half. She looked better than her pictures - still was a 7 at best, but I had to see it through. I'll probably write up an LR and link it here later this week.
One half-assed approach during the day. Walking home from the store after work (I make a point of walking everywhere possible now to increase my chances of finding approachable women) I took a slightly different route. I see a blonde woman bent over, doing something in her garden. Very nice garden. Very nice blonde too, in short little jean shorts and a cropped tank top. Anyone remember Mrs. Parker from the movie Friday? Picture a younger, hotter version of her. I was staring at her ass and she turned around and totally busted me. I went into auto-approach mode and said "hi, how are ya?" with a coy smile. Holy hell, she was even hotter from the front. She smiled back big and gave me a wave and "hi", but she was talking on the phone through her airpods, and kept talking. Still making eye contact tho. I should have said fuck it and started talking to her anyways, but I didn't. At least I know I have a hot neighbor who likes to garden. I'll keep walking down that block and probably will see her again.
On the same topic, there is a SUPER hot girl who jogs down my block almost every day. Tight little leggings, long blonde hair (my weakness), can't be any older than 20. Been doing tons of landscaping out there this summer and whenever I see her coming by I always make a point of getting eye contact and saying hi. She always smiles back at me... but keeps on running. How do I go about getting her to stop and talk to me? Any ideas?
Went out downtown tonight. Solo this time, and very sober. For the first time since July (I think) I had one of my freeze-up nights. There were dozens upon dozens of beautiful women everywhere, and I couldn't bring myself to talk to a single one. I did talk to two very hot bartenders, but I don't count that for anything. I was too in my head, in "observation" mode, and I'm fucking mad at myself for wasting the time and gas to drive down there and not talk to any of the beautiful girls around. Didn't even stay for an hour, as I knew I wasn't going to approach.
This got me thinking, why? Why didn't I talk to any of them? Am I scared again? But I think I've figured it out. Since starting this journey, my main short-term goal has been to get over approach anxiety. And I've done a good job of beating that to hell. Last month I probably approached 40-50 women. But that was the only goal. And simply approaching is no longer a challenge, and therefore doesn't feel super rewarding either. I need to progress, so what's next? Hooking sets? Phone numbers? Hell, I got laid this morning from a total stranger who I've been talking to on freaking Instagram, that happens to live 5 mins away from my work. But it hit me... approaching is the EASY part. And now I have greater expectations of myself. Still, I have so little recent experience with the "mid-game" phase, as I've been so focused on the approaches, that my subconscious mind is telling me that it's going to be an insane amount of work to make every approach a success, and in turn, rewarding. So I called it a night...
Welcome to my over-analytical, self-sabotaging mind.
The three pillars that we build life upon seem to be health, wealth, and relationships. Satisfy these needs and we can begin the road to self-actualization. Wealth: I'm killing it at my job and am finally saving money. Win. Not rich yet, but on my path. No changes needed currently. Health: I'm eating better than I used to. Not great, but decent. I have cut back on my drinking by a good 80%. I need to go harder in the gym however, and update the wardrobe a bit too. Relationships is where I see myself failing - although I am having plenty of sex with my ex, also a couple times a month with an old flame I rekindled, and the rando today who wants to see me again but I'm unsure. Still, I am not satisfied. I want the women I find most attractive, the excitement of someone new, and to feel free to pursue what I want completely void of any self judgement. In the end I think this is just a battle with my own mind, my ego, my brain that runs at 20,000 miles an hour and can't seem to chill the fuck out.
I need to be bolder and take more risks. When I did that career-wise, after spending almost a decade in comfortable but silent job agony, I landed a dream career. I need to embrace the fact that things might get worse before they get better, and be BOLD with women, show my intention as a warm-blooded sexual male, live for the possible rejection, and see what I am truly capable of.
Tomorrow, I go out with the sole intentions of being BOLD, FEARLESS, and to have some fucking FUN with this. I owe it to myself