I'm gonna simply go and tell all this stuff to random girl. That I'm tired about aproach axiety and lonelyness. About reading about life change, male attraction, pick up and confidence and how I didn't do a thing about those. That I lack preservation and patience about all this stuff. And no, I will not look for good response or pity. I will look for my own catharsis in this act. As shock therapy for my comfort zone. And I will await best or worst.