TOPIC: 365 Days of Doing What I Want Even If I'm Scared Shitless To Do It

Here's the context for this new thread. I originally had this in "Slick's Quick Reflection on The Past 7 Years of Self-Improvement." But I figured it would get lost in the sauce and this is a new adventure so...

Why not start a new thread just for this. Inspired by Andy's recent 365 day challenge and our coaching call.

Here's the post below which sets the stage.

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Past couple of days have been more social.

Forcing myself to talk to people.

Even if it's for the smallest of small talk.

It's been fun! I can't believe I'm saying small talk is fun but it actually is. I met a small mexican chick the other day. Fucking cute. Got her number but she barely wanted to give it out. So I'm saying it might be dead but...

It was still fun as hell.

The best part was when she was telling me "her problems that day." To me, it was fucking hilarious because it made me go "these are what your problems are? This is the most adorable thing ever. I'm over here and wracked my head around money for three years! My sister is going through child custody battles. This is nothing!!!"

This is how women are supposed to feel. Just refreshing. And a good time.

Been thinking about a 365 day challenge some more.

I think what I want to do is...

365 days of doing what I want even if I'm scared shitless to do it.
[Or if it even feels like wrong. or I'm a bad person for doing so.]

You know, I'm noticing that people have a lot of head trash. This girl told me she can't do something because her manager would get mad. I don't know if that's true or not but to me, if that is true, that's such shit.

Like, you're really not going to live your life because of your butch looking manager?

Are you serious?!?!

No way!!

And that's not me trying to dunk on her.

I have my own head trash! Great example.

I feel like it's bad to take a day to just chill. No joke. I feel like I'm a bad fucking person going to hell if I don't work. I feel like it's bad to have casual sex/relationships. I went to religious school till I was a teenager.

This is why I always did long-term stuff. I feel like it's bad that I want to own chicks.

I'm talking like getting the kind of girl where I tell her to go take her panties off in the middle of a date and to hand them over.

Like I seriously have alot of unneccassary hangups. We all do. So 365 days of facing my hang ups head on, I can't lose.

In fact, it's going to be another life-changing year. Guaranteed.

[Day 1 of 365 days of doing what I want even if I'm scared shitless to do it]

Ran across the street - even if I felt like I was looking thirsty [aka shame] - to talk to a gym chick.

Started speaking to her, it was obvious, I'm rusty. Looking back, super passive.

But what made me not even want to push the envelope...

Was when I asked her out to hang out she says with snark...

"That's not how you ask out a woman."

"Oh. You're that girl."

I thank her for the experience. Only because back then, that would've hurt me.

But now, I just laughed at her. Cause really, how can you be that way to someone you don't even know.

Que sera, sera.

[Day 2 of 365 days of doing what I want even if I'm scared shitless to do it]

Was invited to go to a barbacue today. I went.

But once I saw who was there (some people I have an extreme distaste for) I left.

It was weird to do it but I said to myself "nope fuck this. I'm valuing my peace of mind above all else.

The thing that made me scared about this was my brother was there.

He really wanted to hang out but I just don't want to hang around shitty influences anymore.

I don't want that in my life. We can all get to great places but sometimes...

You just gotta get rid of the BS.

I still love him to death.

But I can't bring myself to do that anymore.

Dude this is awesome.

[Day 3 of 365 days of doing what I want even if I'm scared shitless to do it]
[Or if it even feels like wrong. or I'm a bad person for doing so.]

I forgot about the second part of that from the original post.

That's why today was all about Money.

How do you feel about money?

IMO, money is more taboo than sex. I mean, just look at how onlyfans is being wildly accepted or w.e. Sex is becoming nonchalant but money. It's a taboo subject. The poor are mad at the rich. The rich are getting richer.

And if you think money is evil, if you think money is scarce, it will be for you.

Right now, I'm making more money than I have before but I don't spend much of it. I'm building a war chest for something I want to do for myself but I need to start earmarking money that I'm allowed to have fun with or spend for myself.

That's why...

I went ahead and dropped about $600 today on clothes.

My bank legit texted me to ask if I was the person making all of these purchases.

It was a bit ridiculous to be sure. But, it sure as hell felt a little exhilarating. Maybe not so much of a thing I'm scared of but something I've never done. I've never REWARDED myself for doing good work and for continuing to do good work.

I don't know if this is something that's ever covered here but I believe it should be encouraged more.

Give yourself a little something for all the hard work you're doing.

You'll only make yourself that more excited to do it.

That's all I got for today.

Tomorrow, we'll see what I come up with next.

This is good shit. And I've realised a similar thing lately you can't run yourself into the ground for years with no reward. Of course to build discipline you need to go the absolute no bullshit route first, but once you've been there and know you can maintain it you need to be able to jump back across the line and allow yourself to enjoy a video game once in a while, eat something that isn't "healthy" and enjoy social activities, parties and travel because this kind of stuff recharges you and gives you more hunger to keep going.

Personally in week 6+ of stage 4 lockdown I am losing the motivation due to 0 social contact and not being able to do anything. At this point I'm just trying to use my mind to remind myself it will all be over at some point and the hard work is still worth it. Also props for not hanging around a bunch of yellow tree dicks. Don't waste your time (and valuable energy) with losers

Where are you based rapitup?

slickbackhair wrote: Where are you based rapitup?

Melbourne, Australia. It's illegal not to wear a mask here and you can't travel outside 5km of your home until at least October 26th. Makes getting laid and doing anything a bit of a hassle. I will live vicariously through all of you until I can hit on chicks again. I might start soon actually I felt weird at first with the mask but I havent fucked in 6 weeks so I think its gonna be time to be a savage soon.

Jesus, that sounds terrible.

Has there not been a secret club set up to get away from this craziness out there?

I feel like there has to be. I know there's been speakeasies opening up in New Jersey
to say "fuck you to the government overreach."

[Day 4 of 365 days of doing what I want even if I'm scared shitless to do it]
[Or if it even feels like wrong. or I'm a bad person for doing so.]

Today I did the unthinkable. I did what almost every guy here is scared to do.

I hit on and asked out a girl... at the gym!

What a bad man I am.

All jokes aside...

It was a real casual affair.

I started making fun of the masks in the gym. We chatted. She’s going to college.

I asked her what she was doing later...

“Homework”

“Ew homework! I feel so bad for you. Let’s go get pizza instead”

She’s giggle like crazy but says “I can’t.”

I can’t. The words are almost foreign to me.

“I can’t? It sounds like you need permission.”

Here is where I wish I said now looking back and what would’ve moved the convo forward

“It’s okay. Daddy gives you permission.”

But alas I didn’t.

This goes back to what me and Andy talked about on our call. We make things happen.

We make sex happen. Fun. Money. Etc.

It’s on us.

Instead I gave her an out. Guessed Boyfriend. She said yeah. I don't necessarily buy it but who knows.
But I told her, well next time I see you, You better introduce me to one of your single friends. With a smile.

Either way, it’s a win for today.

Good shit dude

slickbackhair wrote: Jesus, that sounds terrible.

Has there not been a secret club set up to get away from this craziness out there?

I feel like there has to be. I know there's been speakeasies opening up in New Jersey
to say "fuck you to the government overreach."

[Day 4 of 365 days of doing what I want even if I'm scared shitless to do it]
[Or if it even feels like wrong. or I'm a bad person for doing so.]

Today I did the unthinkable. I did what almost every guy here is scared to do.

I hit on and asked out a girl... at the gym!

What a bad man I am.

All jokes aside...

It was a real casual affair.

I started making fun of the masks in the gym. We chatted. She’s going to college.

I asked her what she was doing later...

“Homework”

“Ew homework! I feel so bad for you. Let’s go get pizza instead”

She’s giggle like crazy but says “I can’t.”

I can’t. The words are almost foreign to me.

“I can’t? It sounds like you need permission.”

Here is where I wish I said now looking back and what would’ve moved the convo forward

“It’s okay. Daddy gives you permission.”

But alas I didn’t.

This goes back to what me and Andy talked about on our call. We make things happen.

We make sex happen. Fun. Money. Etc.

It’s on us.

Instead I gave her an out. Guessed Boyfriend. She said yeah. I don't necessarily buy it but who knows.
But I told her, well next time I see you, You better introduce me to one of your single friends. With a smile.

Either way, it’s a win for today.

Solid approach and you definitely should have said that! Hottest chick I ever slept with was a gym approach walked up behind her while she was on the inner thigh machine and say "yo what up you're sexy" in the deepest douchiest voice possible... Keep it up man.

I feel like people care less about what the government says in NJ than here in Australia. Even as a Canadian I'm continually taken aback by how passive and "take it easy" the population is here. But I'm sure there's something, somewhere. I just haven't heard of it yet.

slickbackhair wrote:
Here is where I wish I said now looking back and what would’ve moved the convo forward

“It’s okay. Daddy gives you permission.”

But alas I didn’t.

Now come on. You don't want to come off as a creep do you?
You were normal, and that is a good thing.