The Truth About Approach Anxiety

My boyfriend is a dating coach and he’s given me a lot of advice on how to handle approach anxiety. Everyone feels it. Say it with me and say it again. Everyone. Feels. Approach. Anxiety. This shit doesn’t go away, it only gets easier to deal with the more you do it. Like a muscle, when you don’t go out and approach more than you did before or approach regularly, it will get weak. In the beginning it’s going to feel like a lot of work, you’re going to feel scared, and you’ll get rejected. A lot.

Don’t be afraid of rejection. Guys are scared of being rejected because they believe the girl is rejecting their person, but a girl you just met knows little to nothing about you, so how can they reject “you”? My boyfriend frames it this way because a lot of his students have taken girls’ rejections personally. And to me it makes sense why it shouldn’t affect anyone that way because the girls don’t know who you are. There are a lot of different situations that play out when you approach and they reject you; it could be that they’re busy, they’re not interested, they have a boyfriend, or they’re caught off guard and feel their fight or flight responses kicking in. Maybe you’re not used to approaching and you have no idea how to lead the interaction. He’s reframed this situation as an opportunity to learn from your mistakes and rejections and I definitely agree that everyone needs to understand that not every approach is going to work out. You need to push yourself to improve and approach more frequently. He’s told me about how some students will stop approaching after one success because they think that that’s all there is to it. But as mentioned before, you have to keep working on this. That one success shouldn’t be the end of your successes. You’ll notice that your nervousness diminishes the more you approach girls, and when your approaches go well, you’ll feel like you’re on top of the world. The rush you get from a successful approach is way worth the amount of effort you’ve put in to change yourself.

Be aware of the energy you’re giving out to the girl. Overthinking and being in a negative headspace will transfer into that energy. Or worse, guys will overthink how they should approach and get so caught up in their heads that they end up not doing it. Don’t psych yourself out. It’s uncommon for strangers to go up to random girls and start a conversation with them, but it’s not weird or bad. If you think it’s weird then she’ll most likely think the interaction is weird, too. The last thing you would want is to convey that energy to the girl, have her sense that insecurity, and then have that impact the whole interaction negatively. Reframe it. Not a lot of people approach, so take that as an opportunity to leave a good first impression on them, giving them someone and something to remember. You’d be doing something tons and tons of people are terrified of doing.

Many guys will talk or post about themselves reading tons of forums and watching videos on pick up, but they don’t approach. Then they complain about being alone, not having friends, and not being as sociable as they want because they don’t approach. They’re looking for some magical quick-fix to their issues, but they don’t realize that if they want to get better, they’ll actually have to put in the effort. Fear is the most powerful inhibitor and in order to get what you want and succeed, you need to face what your scared of, say “Fuck it,” and run your shit. You’ve equipped yourself with knowledge, so use it. When your approaches don’t go well, you have something to go off of and you should ask for advice after you’ve shown some progress. Asking about what to do during hypothetical situations will not help unless you practice it. Take that first step to change what’s been holding you back. No one is going to put in the effort to change yourself; that is all on you and how bad you want it.

Going out to approach random strangers at first helps to warm you up and get ready for more approaches later. It could be at your bus stop, at the grocery store, on campus, at a coffee shop, and so on. Strike up a conversation with someone and keep doing so until you don’t feel as nervous anymore. Going up to a random stranger to talk to them out of the blue is scary, but from the stranger’s point of view, they most likely don’t believe the same things you’re thinking. In my experience, I was more surprised because I don’t usually experience strangers having conversations with me in public. I enjoyed them talking to me, but I wasn’t looking for a date afterwards. They were polite and let me be, which I really appreciated and moreover expected. The interaction itself is not common, pretty straightforward, and I can distinctly remember those moments. When you go up to approach someone, more likely than not they’ll remember your face and the time some random guy approached them and had a nice conversation with them.

There is no quick fix to approach anxiety, aside from going out and approaching girls yourself. Get yourself into a positive headspace and reframe, rather than overthink, the situation. Everyone has faced rejection at least once and it’s important to take them as learning opportunities. Ask for help and use that new knowledge during your next approach. Understand that there will be times where in the same day, you’ll meet girls who are completely uninterested, maybe even bitchy, and you’ll meet girls who are super sweet, receptive, and interested in you. Don’t get discouraged; this takes a lot of time and effort, but the successes are rewarding.

If you’re looking to commit to this and and are willing to put in effort to improve yourself, I’d recommend paying for a dating coach. Not only do you have someone who could be your wing, watch your progress, and get you tangible results faster, but you will also receive advice and coaching from someone with many years of experience in the game. The internet can only offer you so much free advice, and investing into getting a dating coach will get you more in-depth knowledge and a direct resource to help you. The most important thing to keep in mind is that they can only help you as much as you help yourself.

My First Time Going to a Nightclub

Here’s my first experience going to a nightclub. More specifically, an 18+ nightclub. I went out last Saturday night with my boyfriend. Honestly I’d been avoiding going for a while because I’m pretty introverted, I get nervous easily, and I was scared of being judged. I usually talked myself out of going because I didn’t think I’d have a good time. Also, I can’t dance for shit so I didn’t want to make a fool out of myself at the club. I’d been trying to work the nerve to go out to one lately though because I wanted to break out of my comfort zone. I figured if tonight went well, I’d push further past my boundaries next time and approach some girls the next time I go. I’ve been wanting to work on finding girls that my boyfriend and I could date together, but it’s still a work in progress. He’s been hyping me up and trying to get me to go too since I’d complain about not having plans and not being social. So I said “Fuck it,” and we went last weekend.

My boyfriend and I drove and bought some alcohol before going into the club. We took a few shots of rum to loosen up and I was feeling good about myself. I’d actually taken a break from drinking so I felt the alcohol hit me after the third shot and he made sure I was okay before we left the car. I cleaned up well, I didn’t feel that nervous, and I wanted to have fun tonight. My boyfriend had a lot of experience going clubbing at night and I felt really happy to have him take me and keep checking in with me. I didn’t think we’d get to the club before 10pm, but there was a reduced price if we came early. That meant that the line was pretty long, but it was a short wait to get inside. The first thing I noticed was that there were two rooms for dancing; one more salsa-esque and one playing ratchet rap music. There weren’t a lot of people inside despite there being a long line, but my boyfriend told me the rooms would fill up quickly in the next few hours. He and I went into the second room and switched between rooms to try to get me to dance. I wasn’t looking to approach girls tonight because going to the club had already pushed me out of my comfort zone and I was there more for experiencing the atmosphere.

I’d sobered up almost an hour into being at the club and my friend tried to teach me how to dance. I kept thinking about how much of a dork I must have looked like because I was stiff as fuck and didn’t know how to move. Eventually it got to a point where I told myself, “Why do I care about what all of these other people think? They don’t know me and they’re not focusing on me. Why keep worrying about them when I could be having a good time?” That’s when I realized how much more fun I could be having if I just let go of being scared and self-conscious of others thoughts. My boyfriend was hyping me up and joking with me too to make me feel more comfortable and I started to laugh at how funny I thought I looked. He tried to get me to loosen my hips and follow his lead, but I was failing miserably and I couldn’t stop laughing at myself. It wasn’t nervous or self-deprecating laughter; I kept laughing because it was funny and I was having a lot of fun. I didn’t try to dance with other people, but I was feeling myself and having a great time. I didn’t dance for too long because it got too hot, so we went to the edges of the room and talked while I sat on his lap. I felt good about myself and I’m really glad he was with me the whole time to make sure I was having fun. We’d go everywhere together and he’d hold my hand, pull me in, and I felt completely safe with him.

We decided to people watch to get a feel for the social aspect of a nightclub. I noticed how it was mostly girls with their girlfriends dancing while the guys usually stood to the side or watched them. It was pretty much 80% girls and 20% guys at the club for the rest of the night. Some girls got down and twerked or grinded on guys while holding onto a column. Some guys tried to pull and escalate with girls on the dance floor to by touching their waists, holding their hands, or get their numbers, but it was to no avail. More broadly, I saw that these young guys had no clue how to talk to or approach women either. Some guys would be more aggressive in how they’d go up to girls by randomly grabbing their hand to go dance, only for the girl to look weirded out and quickly take their hand back. Some guys would be more passive and watch from the edges of the room hoping for a girl to notice them, and it never happened. I wasn’t surprised that the girls reacted that way, but I could relate to the guys. I briefly mentioned it to my boyfriend and we agreed that there are a ton of guys here that don’t know what they’re doing when it comes to interacting with women and closing them.

Seeing how many guys struggled with picking up women and realizing how much more sociable I wanted to become, I planned to go to a nightclub later this month with a friend again. I knew that guys got scared or nervous when it came to approaching women and I could definitely relate to that. My chest tightens, I overthink the situation, and then I end up chickening out of the approach. My approach anxiety is my biggest sticking point, but I want to work on it by exposing myself to new situations that I’ll have to learn to adapt to. When I went to the club, it was to get used to a crowded, loud, social environment. The next time I go, my goal is to approach women until I feel a lot more confident in myself doing that. My first time going to a nightclub, I realized that letting go of expectations and not worrying about what others think is important not only in adapting to a new environment quickly but in enjoying what you’re doing. I wouldn’t have had such a fun time at the club if I was caught up in being worried about what others thought about me. And right now for me, that is a lot of progress. I’m feeling motivated to make more by approaching women and if I can close her, it’d be even better. I’m really excited to go clubbing together again.