Disclaimer, this isn’t advice but just a report on my journey.

I have been very eager and interested in going out alone for a few months now. I have not been able to do it because of overthinking and just being used to going out in a group and it feeling comfortable.

Last week I tried for the first time and i went out alone to a bar. Ended up just having a drink and watching baseball but ultimately linked up a group of friends after. Wasn’t a complete waste cause I got the courage to try so there was that. I was not happy with that so it was still burning in my mind.

Last night, the stars lined up and here’s the story.

Was supposed to go to a boat party at night with few friends but they all basically bailed last minute. I said fuck it i’m still going 1) because tickets were expensive 2) i had an incomplete mission in my mind from the week before 3) being uncomfortable feels good (not specific to seduction).

So i had a drink and headed on over where I ended up on a boat with total strangers. I was there a bit early, and when I saw that everyone was sitting in groups or talking to friends I started having second thoughts. I made small talk with the boat crew and the staff to ease things up but I was still in my head.

I quickly realized that the boat was about the leave and I’d be here for 3 hours. Either I leave now or man the fuck up and make friends. So i did the latter and I feel fucking amazing because of it.

I talked to almost exclusively guys and danced both in groups and alone.

Did I approach any girls with the intention of getting their number? No. Did I talk to any girls? Only 1 group but was to ask a factual question. Did I care? Not really because I was having fun in the moment and quite honestly the experience felt exhilarating.

I fucking went out into an isolated place alone which I had never done in a party setting. When people would ask me who I was with, they were shocked to hear I was alone because almost everyone knew other people apart from who they came with.

I did a lot of observing, realized nobody fucking cared and nobody will care or remember the next day.

My next goal is to go out again alone and talk to more girls, more with the intention of chatting than anything. I found it too difficult on the boat as I felt everyone was listening to everyone else’s convos but maybe that was an excuse. Thinking back, that’s the only thing I regret but baby steps I guess.

Edit: spelling and grammar