When I was 13, I asked my entire grade of girls to date me. On the 30th girl, I got a girlfriend.

Point is, I was fearless. Forget approach anxiety... I was in love with the feeling! I wanted it. I got an adrenaline rush each time. It was so exciting.

Enter high school. I become paralysed by fear, unable to approach any girl and so introverted that even if a girl did engage me, I'd only get lucky if she felt sorry for me. Now that wasn't always the case in high school.

I did hook up with a lot of girls. But it was still the fearfulness that formed out of nowhere. It stopped me from doing the wild things the confident guys would.

Now I'm 27. All that's changed in the last year was I got on meds for a mood disorder and did some Byron Katie / Cognitive Behavioural Therapy.

Who the fuck knows what happened, but now I'm confident as all fuck. I hit on girls everywhere. I'll ask an entire club worth of girls to just kiss me, with no lead in. I don't care if they shoot me down. I walked into a shop today, leaned over the counter and asked a girl to kiss me.

MY QUESTIONS IS... CAN ANYONE GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TO ME? I JUST DON'T WANT TO FALL BACK INTO THAT 17 YEAR LAMENESS I WAS IN BECAUSE I LOVE THIS

Just a note now that I'm in this mode: 3 second rule never worked for me. Canned openers don't sit well with me. Going in with an ANGLE on why her particular beauty is exceptionally unique is what I've found to be the bread and butter. It buys enough 'like' points to get away with saying some brave shit that establishes sexual intention and those bridges needed to head over to physical stuff. Just thought I'd share for the up and comers.

Would love to get your input.

I think I know the answer. You became a shameless douchebag, good job.

Sorry, did I say something to offend you?

Placebo effect from getting your shit in order, I'd think.