It’s been a year since I started cold approach so I thought about writing a different kind of field report today. I’m going to post my first approach ever. My god, just writing this FR makes me cringe from embarrassment. I was fucking bad at this back then, but hey, we all start somewhere right?

I started cold approach a year ago because I was extremely displeased with my nonexistent dating life back then to a point where I was borderline depressed. All other aspects of my life were pretty great. I was fit, educated, good career, high income, just moved back to my hometown where my family and friends are. Yet, I was struggling with girls immensely. It irritated the hell out of me. I did everything society told me to do and, yet there I was, with no prospects. OLD was complete garbage for me as it has been for the last 8 years. I tried social circle game by going to meetup groups and hiphop dance classes. Essentially a waste of time if you’re trying to meet girls. I had a choice to make: keep doing the same things or make a change and take massive action. I chose the latter.

I’ve always known about cold approach/PUA, however, I was always too afraid to try it. My first “session” was at the mall. I went to the mall with the sole intention of cold approaching girls. I even thought of and practiced the opening line: “Hey, excuse me, I saw you from afar and thought you were extremely gorgeous and just thought to myself that I have to meet that girl or I'll regret it for the rest of my life” LOL… ugh so cringe. Anyways, I got to the mall and spent 2-3 hours trying to approach girls. Guess what? I couldn’t do it. I was too fucking scared. The most I did that day was ask a girl where X store was. I spent 2-3 hours at the mall walking around like a clown only to ask a girl where X store was. Big clown energy. I know. So I didn’t even count that as an approach. I left the mall that day and was thinking “fuck, this is fucking hard. How am I ever gonna do this?”.

A few days later, I went to a minigolf meetup event. It was so lame and such a waste of time. As always, it was a sausage fest, there were barely any girls, and when there were girls, they weren’t attractive. After the event, as I was leaving, I saw this girl working at an empty ziplining store. She wasn’t even that attractive tbh but I was like, this is it, I need to fucking approach. There’s nobody else around so there won’t be any public humiliation. I legit walked past the store back and forth like 2 times before I went inside for the approach. I was so fucking nervous. My heart was pounding, it felt like it was going at 150bpm. I even had to take a seat at a bench to collect myself before going inside. I finally mustered up the courage for the approach after like 5-10 minutes of pondering and preparing my opening line. I went inside and instead of leading with my opener, I froze and just started asking her about ziplining LMAO. After like 60 seconds of inquiring about ziplining, I said, “Actually, I don’t really care about ziplining. I was walking by and I saw you and thought you were kinda cute and wanted to meet you. So I thought to come in to say hello and see if you’re single”. She responded with “oh sorry I have a boyfriend” to which I responded with “oh okay, well he’s a lucky guy”. LMAO. Jesus christ, just end me.

So that was my first cold approach ever. I actually walked away from that approach feeling pretty good. I was just happy I did an approach, however, I didn’t find the surge of motivation to get serious with cold approach until after my first night game session (you can read about that under my post history).

That was all a year ago. I can definitely say that I'm the most confident I've ever been with women at this point of my life. A comparison I like to think about is during 2019, I remember trying to escalate on a girl during a date and my heart was racing. Now, I'm cool as a cucumber when I interaction and escalate with girls. I’ve learned so much in the last year, made new friends, met thousands of girls, hooked up with dozens, made out with hundreds. Here’s to another year of pimping.