[SuS]

(07-18-2015 11:04 PM)TripleG Wrote:  

(07-12-2015 10:52 AM)SuS Wrote:  

I'm not the newest guy on the block, but my main issue is approaching and eye contact. When I get the attention of a chick, I can easily conversate, escalate, and seal the deal. But it's the beginning that causes me the most stress. The main reason is because I live in a place where quite frankly the average woman is a bitch. They pride themselves on giving off snarky looks unprovoked and humiliating men who approach if they don't fit the social expectations of what they consider attractive. And in the city where I live, what's consider attractive are preppy/yuppie douchebags of the 1 percent and hoodlums who have "street swag". IOIs, which is what I mainly look for when considering approaching targets, are a rarity, and when they do happen, I'm usually so disillusioned that I either freeze up or just don't believe it.

To be honest, I just find it mentally draining dealing with the main personalities in the city where I live to the point that unless I receive a "I want you to fuck me hard" smile, I don't even make an attempt. I know that's not the best strategy but we all don't live overseas or in a pussy paradise where every broad is willing to fuck a guy who just has the balls to approach them. Not to sound bitchy, but this has been a constant issue despite "putting myself out there".

Would this city be Washington, DC? That's how I feel here and thus the reason why I try to escape at least a few times per year overseas.

A damn good first guess. The saddest thing about this city is that it has all the characteristics that make a great city for meeting chicks or people in general (high concentration of twenty somethings, decent mass transit, great logistics, decreasing violent crime, highly educated, etc) but it's those same twenty-somethings (along with the lower class locals for a different reason) who fuck up the city the most with their snobbery, cliquishness, and attitude.

Speaking of overseas, I would love some tips on how to escape this shithole if only for a moment. Hell, NYC has become a blessing for my mental health. As much as people shit on that place for its people, New Yorkers are more warming and welcoming than your average DMV douche.