I remember a time when I wasn't so confused. Things were just the way they were. I was content in just playing video games 90% of the time. Sure, I may have wrapped myself up in some virtual world for whatever reason, but I was happy.
I am not happy anymore. I don't get feelings of happiness the way I used to. I used to be driven by a want or a desire for something. Now it's just the anxiety that drives me. I have to make it go away.
My main source of anxiety is women. It wasn't always that way. I was just too afraid to really talk to them or try to get to know them. I had a lot of things I was dealing with that were far more important than women. Once the traumatic experiences I had faced began to fade into history, I picked up much more of an interest.
I dated one girl for a fairly short time when I was 14 and again when I was 15. I was very *prude*. I had low self-worth back then as well, but it was just because I was afraid of being *bad* at everything. I was never assertive and it was always *them* that had to make a move.
Once I turned 17 or so, I was very interested in women. At this age, I was surrounded by attractive women that seemed to have an interest in me. I was very flirty and fun to be around(I think xD). I ended up with the very last person I'd ever imagine to have, as my girlfriend. She was the assertive one at the start.
I knew she wanted to have sex with me, but I was very worried about EVERYTHING to do with it. Two weeks into our little relationship, she tried to have sex with me, but it didn't work out. I was a virgin with someone who wasn't. There wasn't any real connection between us and it was all about her wanting to have sex with me.
We tried for a month or so. I wasn't initiating anything during all of that. I had my ideas on what might work, but I never said anything. I mean, we barely knew each other. After a month, she stopped initiating. I was okay with that. Then she cheated on me, which I don't really blame her for. Yeah, she could have talked about things, but what's done is done. This is where the switch flipped.
I decided that I didn't really care anymore. It worked. We had a fun 6 months after that, but it wasn't quite right. I was never really that attracted to her. My other personality traits didn't help matters, but those are really on the back-burner when it comes down to it.
After we broke up, I got into partying. I found myself with several women, but I was always really drunk. I was never able to perform, but it wasn't quite like with my ex. I didn't care about these girls and there was no anxiety like there had been with her. I am going to chalk it up to the alcohol having an effect.
During sober times, I basically ran away from women. This is probably where I began to lose myself. Things weren't fun anymore. It was eating at me that I wasn't being assertive or going after the girls that showed interest. I didn't want the embarrassment.
I've learned many things after I finally sat down and had a long talk with myself. I'm no longer self-conscious about my looks, body, or *size*. I'm pretty well-off in all three areas. I actually laugh about how I used to care about all of that. I dissected each thought and each insecurity until I just couldn't do it anymore. Magically, they just went away. I mean, I finally understood that women were attracted to me because they DIDN'T think I was ugly or anything. Common sense, right?
Now, my problem isn't so much that I avoid women or sex. I'm filled with anxiety over my other issues. My low self-worth has lead me to nothing. I have nothing of worth to give to anyone right now. I can't talk about a *good* job, my education, my hobbies, my skills, or any material things. I don't have anything.
The reason why women are my biggest issue is because that's all I really think about. It's the only thing that I feel anymore. The only feelings of happiness I get, is when I'm around them. I'm using it as a focal point to bring myself back into my old life... Back when I had interests in other things. I need so much to get lucky and have some girl take interest in me again. I want one to hound me until I just can't keep them away. I would like that RIGHT now, but I'm guessing I have to take the long road to recovery.
I just know how my confidence in other things is directly affected by the acceptance of women. I know it's more of a parasitic thing, but I really can't let that bother me right now. I still worry about far too much.
If I have a girlfriend, I'm very normal from the outside. I want things, hell, I want everything. Most of the problems I had back then, no longer exist. I feel like I can be that person within a relationship and outside of it now. I just feel like I should have felt like this back when I was 16. Now I have to play catch-up so I can feel normal again from the outside. Women aren't that interested in guys who have gone nowhere in life.
I wish I could put myself in a relationship right now, but I know I would just be evil. I would feel even more of a need to bring people down than I already do now. I don't want to go out and hurt people. I do it enough without even thinking about it.
As bad as things still are, they are a lot better than they were. I'm going to make twice as much money, I'm going to have a car, and I already have new things. I don't want them just yet, but the want for other things seems to be increasing.