Part 1: Summer was easy to talk to girls.

The entire summer I traveled around Europe. At just about every hostel or hotel I stayed at, I hooked up with at least one attractive girl. It was easy. Everyone was there to have a good time. Conversations were easy to start.

"Where are you from?"

"Where have you been?"

"Where are you going?"

"What are you doing tonight?"

::Attempt to speak their language::

I was constantly in "the zone", was in great shape from constantly walking around cities and dancing, and conversation was always easy and pleasurable. I always was in a good mood. I was excited to return to the states and had the fall semester looked golden.

Part 2: Talking to girls became hard. Fell into a slump

Arriving back to the states, I quickly realized that not everyone shared the my enthusiasm. I realized that back home, people didn't share my enthusiasm for travel the way the travelers I met abroad did.

Talking to girls back in the states was much more difficult. People put up walls, they lacked the enlightenment and open minded spirit of the travelers I encountered all summer. Conversations became boring. Nobody seemed to care about my travels. My enthusiasm quickly faded.

Negativity crept over me. The fall semester was not good. I couldn't focus on the boring school life. I lacked passion in my theoretical courses. Slept in as late as possible every day. Ate junk food, drank alcohol by myself. I was a fucking loser.

Winter came and I hibernated for the entire break. I woke up late, browsed Reddit, jerked off and watched movies all day. The highlight of my day was when my friend got off work and took me to the gym.

Getting back into fitness helped me recover. I became addicted to taking pre-workouts and that good feeling of exercise. Slowly I eased off the porn.

PART 3: Recovered from a long period of dullness, AA still exists.

Spring semester starts. I am enjoying my studies, regularly working out, and play sports with others regularly along with other activities. My life is going great, but I have become a pussy when it comes with girls.

Today I could have easily talked to these two girls, but I was afraid to make eye contact, and walked past them. I really wanted to talk to them but I choked up with AA.

Please note: I am in my twenties, have read a dozen books on seduction, once had an account on here where I posted FRs regularly. I once was really good at meeting women, but now I am scared of rejection. I feel rejection every day even when I don't approach any girls.