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I have no problem with female groups, but one guy and my brains goes, 'don't go, he's probably a boyfriend to one and you don't know which and this will end in a fight and and and and and'
Please help.
Hello my friend,
I had been struggling with this issue since my journey began, and I understand how frustrating it must be.
First, the inner workings
When faced with a potentially difficult approach situation, I ask myself this question:
"What if this girl is the girl of my dreams?"
Reflect on that for a little bit. That means that when you feel intimidated by the gorgeous super-hottie waiting at the bar all by herself with a "fuckoff" look plastered across her forehead, you ask yourself this question. When you see a stunning woman surrounded by 4 guys, you ask yourself that question. When you see her with her father/her mother/bill Clinton... It's irrelevant. What if she was the girl of your dreams? What if it was meant to be? What if she moment you walk up and say hi, she turns to you with the biggest smile and look of excitement on her face? Wouldn't it be worth it? What if there was just one chance in a million, just
one chance that she would fall in love with you... Would you take it?
Second, the reality
No one will kill you. Literally. God knows I've done stuff that would merit a good beating and yet nothing has happened to me (yet?). No, the reality is that it is
much easier than you think to meet women with other men.
How I overcame my fear
I was by the bar with my friend and some cute Greek women discussing life, love, and my travels. That was when I spotted her. I don't know how I can ever forget her, in one of the most high-end clubs in my city, she stood out. She was stunningly beautiful, as most slender 21 year old brunettes are. There was something different about her though. She wore a sparkling blue dress, and carried herself with a carelessness. It's difficult to express what it was exactly, especially considering my preference for blondes, but as soon as she walked by I couldn't look away. I told my friend "I'm not leaving without talking to her".
A few minutes later he walked over and laughed. He said "look at your girl" and pointed at the worst possible scenario I had seen in a bar. She was leaning by the bar, in the corner of the room, with 4 big, well-built, clearly rich men. As if her being imprisoned by 4 gorillas wasn't enough, her party was standing just beneath one of the club's speakers. I would not only have to get passed the 4 guys to get to her but would also have to tear my vocal cords to have meaningful conversation with her. Just as panic began to spread in my mind, my friend nudged me and said "You gave your word. We'll laugh about it later".
None of this is a big deal
When your mind starts to wander and you begin to panic, bring it back calmly and remember that none of this matters. What you say to some girl at some bar is in no way a measure of who you are as a man. When you wake up the next morning, you're still you. In the grand scheme of things, none of this is a big deal. Her rejecting or loving you is not going to solve poverty in South Asia, or hunger in Africa. Set your mind to greater things and the little things won't seem as important. And again, you can always laugh about it later. Learning to laugh at these situations is probably my most valuable tool.
So I stood there and laughed
I just stood there, surrounded by rich, gorgeous people, with their glasses of champagne and expensive clothes, and I just laughed. Completely sober, 5 ft 4, in less than mint clothing, my entire body began to relax. I literally heard a voice in my head saying: "Okay little buddy... Here's your chance" as if the universe was teaching me a lesson in humility.
I walked up, past the 4 guys (I didn't even acknowledge their existence) and looked at my girl. She looked back. I put my hand out and she took it. I spun her, pulled her in towards me and lead her out of the corner she was imprisoned in. We talked... It was her birthday. We laughed... her mother was staring at us... So were her cousins and co-workers I had just stolen her attention from.
Take action
It doesn't necessarily matter
what you do, as long as you do
something.
1. See her
2. walk past whatever obstacle
3. "Hi, Im ***" and give your hand
4. Ask how she knows these guys
5. If none are her boyfriend, keep gaming.
6. None of this matters.
Try it and let me know! Repeated practice wards away fear. Curiosity removes it immediately!
Give.Love.Serve.Meditate.
Mack
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