I'm not a club guy either because I don't dance - even though I know how to stop myself getting in my head, it still kills the mood and I end up not even wanting to dance unless I'm fucking hammered on drink, and even then it's barely a dance and more of a shuffle around the dance club moving my arms a little until I get a girl. Lol.
Makes me sound a huge fucking faggot but the 2 "fears" I've never managed to get over are dancing and singing. Even if I'm home alone with the doors locked I don't even mumble lyrics just on the off chance that I might be heard... now it's not even a case of wishing I did, it's been so long that I don't even get the urge to do it anymore. Worst part is I come from a VERY musical family (uncles had hit songs in the charts in the 1990's, Nan was in a lot of plays etc, aunt is a qualified music teacher and amazing on a piano and a brilliant singer, her daughter is the same, my Dad plays the guitar, my uncles a brilliant drummer bla bla bla... list goes on)
If you're like me and it's gotten to the point that you don't even get urges anymore, then don't do it. If you still really want to do it, just fucking dive in at the deep end. Infact, you could even argue that you should dive in at the deep end regardless, but I'm not qualified to give that advice because I haven't really done it. I've only ever heard myself sing once, I was absolutely steaming drunk, pushing a "broken" cycle (chain came off but I was too pissed on cheap cider to realise) and singing Babyface "I pretend that I'm glad you went away. These four walls close in more every day, and I'm dying inside, and nobody knows it but meee" hahahaha.
J.Daniels, the massive faggot
nahhh, everybody still has the odd thing that's still a little weird for them. I mean, for all we know, half of this forum could be guys that are too scared to walk home in the dark so they worked on their skills just to get a girl to walk them back to her place lol.