I am afraid of success.

There's a girl I like and I'm sitting here thinking about calling her.

Thinking. As opposed to doing.

I'm going over all the ways this won't go well, and I have a means oof dealong with them. She may not pick up, in which case I'll leave a briec message about her getting back to me. She .ay pick up and be busy. In which I'll let her know I'm slightly disappointed (that's a strategy, right?). Or, I'll find out she's not even I terested, but I can walk away because fuck it: there are more fish in the sea.

But what I cant deal with is if I'm successful. I call and she answers. And what's more, she actually wants to talk. What do I do then? What if I make her laugh with my (hit or miss) jokes? What if we have something in common? What if it's a lot of things? What if she finally agrees to go out on a date with me?

But these are the questions I'm not supposed to be asking because I'm supposed to have called as opposed to post this to Seddit.

I will call her. But don't be like me, anonymous reader. Don't be the guy who goes out and has no problem socializing. Don't be the guy who has great people skills and can start conversations with anyone. Don't be the guy with a ton to offer minus the balls to actually do any offering. Don't be a wuss.

And ultimately, you'll still be alive once it's over anyway.