The first time I try anything related to this stuff will tend to go well enough, only for my results to rarely be repeated.

The first time I had ever tried a cold approach in my life, if was with a set of girls studying, and it went off super smoothly. I engaged all of them, got all of them laughing, asked them all questions, and then turned my attention to the hot one and got her number. That gives you a self-esteem boost, getting the number on the very first cold approach. And she didn't flake, either, so we went on a couple of dates. Unfortunately, the dates themselves went nowhere near as smoothly as the approach did because I was awkward as fuck, inexperienced, and didn't know how to sustain convesation. But oh well, at least I knew I had the ability to get numbers and dates from hot girls.

However, that initial success did not seem to be characteristic of my approaches later on. I've still gone on plenty of dates from approaches, but as time goes on, it seems it gets harder and harder, and my success rate drops instead of improving with time. These days, I feel pretty demoralized about it.

The very first time I had ever brought a girl to a club, it also went off really well (until I fucked it up, but that's a story in itself). We were really vibing and escalating, and she invited me back to her place for sex. It never happened becuase I fucked up my opportunity later in the night, but the fact that it even got to the point where it was going to happen was reassuring.

The first time I had ever approached a stranger in a club also went great (initially). I walk in, I'm alone because none of my friends are there yet, and I immediately spot the most attractive woman in the club, this slender Russian in a leather skirt, and just start dancing with her. This club isn't as loud and obnoxious as typical clubs, as it has a gothic bent and caters to the alternative crowd. The music is quieter, so you can actually talk, and somehow, I just had a silver tongue that night, being witty and flirty. She ended up sticking by me the entire night, and we danced pretty suggestively, with her moaning and getting pretty excited as a kissed her neck. She also turned out to be into rope bondage. thatsmyfetish.jpg. I didn't go home with her that night, but later when I texted her for a date, she called by back and invited me to her place for casual sex instead (I was taken aback, I didn't think this sort of shit happens, but I obviously accepted). Problem was, she cancelled the day we had it set up for, and then ghosted me, so I never got to be tied to a bed by her (you can see a running theme here). But even so, the fact that the very first time I made an attempt, I was even able to get that far with a hot girl, was reassuring.

Unfortunately, every attempt I've made at meeting women at clubs since that one has been a failure and nowhere close to as successful as that first one. Rejections have ranged from polite "me and my friend are just going to go to the bathroom nows" or "sorry, we're just not interesteds" to women actually giving my looks of contempt and disgust and telling me to go away before I've even had the chance to introduce myself and extend my arm for a handshake.

The first times I try something, it seems to go well. The first time I ever asked a girl out, even before my first cold approach, she accepted and we sent on two nice dates (I just didn't ask for a third, because I wasn't feeling the spark). This gives me hope that I can actually have success at these things. And then the fates reveal that they only gave me a taste of success to get my hopes up so that reality could have a more fun time crushing them with failure. Nothing gets better, it only gets worse.

Has anyone else had a similar experience?