Me and my best friend just got back from another unsuccessful, money wasting night at a bar. We didn't talk to one girl except for these two drunk bitches that didn't know any better, but that doesn't count that because I hate drunk women and would never have sex with one. Anyway, after tonight I realized that I hate the nature of women, I hate watching them have fun, I hate being around them at bars, and I hate talking to them.

It's bad enough that my best friend is full of shit and doesn't do half the shit he said he's done anymore. I see now that he isn't a fucking leader he needs someone to get him going, and that person ain't me. I'm trying to learn from someone who has experience with women, but now I see he's not the guy I should be listening to. That just made my night even worst, and then it affects my mood immensely.

Now I'm home, semi-tipsy, empty, and defeated. Feeling that I should just give being gay a shot, I can't get bitches so what the hell? I don't wanna walk up to women in a bar and allow them to run a gauntlet on me, I want people who actually want me.

Did anyone here turn gay after feeling sick and tired of watching the world move around them?

I just---I'm not even drunk I know what I'm feeling right now--I--just want to cry. I know I shouldn't be saying that in here, but I'm so confused. I don't know why having "fun" is so hard. I don't know why I can't be like those Chad's who walk around the club making convo with everyone and anyone. I don't know if there's something wrong with me, or them? Smh.

I can't even hang with my best friend anymore. Now I see we're a horrible combo when it comes to picking up women, which sucks because me and him can make conversation with anyone and people love being around us. But now I see that i hold him back, and he doesn't get me going (I'm not a leader) so why keep hanging out if we're not producing results?

I feel like all of this is my fault, and it just might be...