I used to beat myself up for being so quiet and not making moves with women. I hated that I was shy with no confidence and everytime I tried to self improve I would fail. It turns out it was all out of my control. Women decide if they want to be with me within a few seconds and nothing I say or did matters. I didn’t have the look to meet their requirements. Looking I can forgive myself because I was dealt with inferior genetics. It’s a relief from the torment of shame and regret I put myself through these years. Except now the future looks bleak. There’s really no hope for me that things will get better and no reason to think it will.
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