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This is not only a post for any man who aspires to be more than he is, but for any man who is at that point where he has potential to be the guy of any girl's dreams.
After many failures and struggles, I have now come to a very successful and confident place in my life. With an interesting profession, a wealth of ambitions and endeavors, the body of a male model, and a distinct and European face, I realize that, on the surface, I have a lot of power. Perhaps I've had it longer than I would like to admit. But now is the time for me, since things are stable, to use it.
I am still getting accustomed to stares from girls, and the perception that my background creates. Where once I would assume that a girl was looking past me or not carrying a sexual thought about me in her head, now I can just feel the energy coming off of them. I'm being looked at as "different" from other guys; the mysterious kind of different. It's a scary and intimidating position, considering that I've never been an overtly physical or sexual person. It's like waking up the same person you've always been, yet the whole world around you has suddenly changed its opinion on you for the better.
I speak of this because recently I had a great opportunity to be that guy girls now perceive me to be. I met a smart, sexy girl a few months back. I opened to her with ease, I connected to her without even trying, and I projected a calm and cool air that made me irresistible to her. She initially thought I was actually European, and my ambitions and many hobbies made me look naturally adventurous. But because of my stunted and, I'll be honest, naive mentality, I couldn't give her what she wanted. The way she looked at me that first night, I could have been her dream guy. But the thought of escalating and trying to go back to her place that night never crossed my mind. Nor did the thought that even if she still texted me weeks later, her attraction could still be in jeopardy. Nor the thought that even if she reciprocated physically and agreed to a second date, she could change her mind at a moment's notice. Hell, the thought of sleeping with a girl first and then trying to make her my girlfriend was, until a few months ago, a foreign concept to me.
I could have been more to her and I wasn't. And when she rejected me, I reverted to my old high school self, the self that gave away all his cards, took the situation harder than he should have, and persisted even when he knew he shouldn't. I grew feelings and acted on them, instead of respecting hers. When attraction is no longer mutual, it becomes a selfish enterprise. It becomes about one person trying to will another. And yet I still looked for signs that somehow she had genuine feelings for me and it was merely the inconvenience of her schedule or friends or her need to be single and figure things out. I had hidden myself so well and yet grew weak in an instant.
So when I found myself face to face with her in a public place, just saying "hi," she no longer had stars in her eyes or longing in her smile. She was tense and short and could barely look at me. I couldn't figure out whether this was who she really was or if I had made her into this cold person. And I realized that it didn't matter how much we had in common, or how attracted she was to me, or how many boxes I checked off her list, I had betrayed who she thought I was, and she was done with me. She had been done with me well before I persisted. She had been done with me the minute I couldn't be the person she wanted that night.
I'm confidant in who I am now, and I've had the will to cultivate the traits that I've been blessed with. So I feel it is my obligation to learn, experience, and fulfill the expectations that I have been afforded. If I can be a dream guy to some starry-eyed girl, then I feel I owe it to her and to myself to create that experience. It's what I've always wanted and what she's been seeking. I don't know how long this opportunity will last for me, though given my newfound temperament, I think it has the potential to get even better. For any guy here who has lucked into or grown into the skills, the looks, or the personality of a dream guy, I say use them in any way you can. We owe it to those girls sneaking peeks in the corner, waiting for us to talk to them.
After many failures and struggles, I have now come to a very successful and confident place in my life. With an interesting profession, a wealth of ambitions and endeavors, the body of a male model, and a distinct and European face, I realize that, on the surface, I have a lot of power. Perhaps I've had it longer than I would like to admit. But now is the time for me, since things are stable, to use it.
I am still getting accustomed to stares from girls, and the perception that my background creates. Where once I would assume that a girl was looking past me or not carrying a sexual thought about me in her head, now I can just feel the energy coming off of them. I'm being looked at as "different" from other guys; the mysterious kind of different. It's a scary and intimidating position, considering that I've never been an overtly physical or sexual person. It's like waking up the same person you've always been, yet the whole world around you has suddenly changed its opinion on you for the better.
I speak of this because recently I had a great opportunity to be that guy girls now perceive me to be. I met a smart, sexy girl a few months back. I opened to her with ease, I connected to her without even trying, and I projected a calm and cool air that made me irresistible to her. She initially thought I was actually European, and my ambitions and many hobbies made me look naturally adventurous. But because of my stunted and, I'll be honest, naive mentality, I couldn't give her what she wanted. The way she looked at me that first night, I could have been her dream guy. But the thought of escalating and trying to go back to her place that night never crossed my mind. Nor did the thought that even if she still texted me weeks later, her attraction could still be in jeopardy. Nor the thought that even if she reciprocated physically and agreed to a second date, she could change her mind at a moment's notice. Hell, the thought of sleeping with a girl first and then trying to make her my girlfriend was, until a few months ago, a foreign concept to me.
I could have been more to her and I wasn't. And when she rejected me, I reverted to my old high school self, the self that gave away all his cards, took the situation harder than he should have, and persisted even when he knew he shouldn't. I grew feelings and acted on them, instead of respecting hers. When attraction is no longer mutual, it becomes a selfish enterprise. It becomes about one person trying to will another. And yet I still looked for signs that somehow she had genuine feelings for me and it was merely the inconvenience of her schedule or friends or her need to be single and figure things out. I had hidden myself so well and yet grew weak in an instant.
So when I found myself face to face with her in a public place, just saying "hi," she no longer had stars in her eyes or longing in her smile. She was tense and short and could barely look at me. I couldn't figure out whether this was who she really was or if I had made her into this cold person. And I realized that it didn't matter how much we had in common, or how attracted she was to me, or how many boxes I checked off her list, I had betrayed who she thought I was, and she was done with me. She had been done with me well before I persisted. She had been done with me the minute I couldn't be the person she wanted that night.
I'm confidant in who I am now, and I've had the will to cultivate the traits that I've been blessed with. So I feel it is my obligation to learn, experience, and fulfill the expectations that I have been afforded. If I can be a dream guy to some starry-eyed girl, then I feel I owe it to her and to myself to create that experience. It's what I've always wanted and what she's been seeking. I don't know how long this opportunity will last for me, though given my newfound temperament, I think it has the potential to get even better. For any guy here who has lucked into or grown into the skills, the looks, or the personality of a dream guy, I say use them in any way you can. We owe it to those girls sneaking peeks in the corner, waiting for us to talk to them.
