The first girl I ever loved I couldn’t physically bring myself to ask out. So we never dated.
I’ve been a shitty boyfriend, a super-awkward paramour, the love of someones life (her words, not mine) and a guy who thought a casual hangout was a date and acted accordingly. (That last one was brutal.)
I’ve ducked out of a one night stand by jumping out of the window.
I can talk to anybody, anytime, anywhere and be completely stupified as to what to say to a girl I like.
I’ve blown up dates/relationships that could have lasted and went somewhere.
I’ve aborted situations that didn’t even turn into dates.
I’ve gotten my “Marvin’s Room” on more than once.
I’ve been in relationships because I felt obligated.
I’ve dated some really shitty people who made me think that their overall shittiness (pretend it’s a word) was my fault.
(Hold on a second: If someone makes you unhappy in any relationship be it romantic or otherwise, leave that relationship. Yes, you can.)
I’ve AIM/GChat/texted/FB chat logged with my friends about “how I don’t understand women” and “why can’t I just hook up randomly with dumb girls?”
I’ve been really tough on myself about relationships for no reason. If you’ve been doing the same, stop. It’s pointless.
(insert broad but positive statement about how I’m not going to do that anymore here)
(relapse by Thursday)
(Wash, rinse, repeat)
You can change your entire life if you just want to. Shit’s crazy, but it’s true.