I used to have bad social anxiety; looking people in the eyes was pretty hard, particularly women.
But, after you accept the numerous blackpills, you realize that the reason you had the anxiety was because you were "hopefully nervous": you were consciously or maybe subconsciously believing if you behaved a certain way, there was hope that you could procure genuine affection and desire from that woman.
When you realize there is nothing you could've done, that she has had dozens of guys that are 9's and 10's use her off of Tinder or wherever, that she's had rich guys, hot guys, and you're all-around either mediocre or flat-out subhuman, nothing you could do, no perfect rehearsal of acting out idiosyncracies, confident speech, body language, etc, could ever transmute-away those core primal lust generators, with the foremost being physical beauty to trigger reproductive urges (financial success is icing on that cake, which says you can dominate other men where it counts, and provide her security, but by itself -- i.e. financial success without the physical desire -- you'll just be used purely for security desires, and no true reproductive desire, which is misery).
After you've truly hit that bottom, you truly are always relaxed and don't give a fuck. I approach work like "let's just get this wagecucking done," I try to be a leader in that regard in the workplace, but an indifferent one, purely professional. The older women respect me for that, but the younger reproductively-desirable ones will loathe me no matter what: they only want -- and wanting is a prerequisite for respect from them -- a Chad that they want sexually. When I politely and professionally ask a young roastie hot slut co-worker some professionally-related question regarding work that needs to be done, the very fact that I'm not Chad is the basis for every reaction she makes toward me.
Men can be professionals, but women are just fuckholes masquerading as productive members of society. Just look at most of the jobs they do: teachers (bullshit mostly, especially their "fields"), secretaries, office bitches, they have to google to make an excel spreadsheet and even then they're fucked if they can't find the template they want. Then you have your "higher up professional career roasties," who are entirely reliant on assistants, ass kissing, and pushing the status quo to "be more fair to women," equal pay, blah blah.