From http://www.reddit.com/r/seduction/comments/ftnoa/fr_i_got_the_drunk_her_not_the_sober_her

I've decided to man-up, and admit I have a one-itis disease. And it ain't gonna go away just like that, nor could I go out and hit on girls with this fucking up my frame. There really is one thing I need to do, that is to get over this fucking feeling. How? The only reason why this one-itis exists is because I believe there might be a glimmer of hope deep beneath whatsoever rationalisation I can fantasize about. She likes me, she likes me not, the insane what-ifs.

So I sent a text: "If you promise not to forget or puke, how bout dinner, say tomorrow?". Bam, turned down like a pro, she has plans. Its fine, its understandable. But meh, lets push it a little. "Easy fix, reschedule me to your next non-drunk night". No response. It was a frustration for a full hour, then surprisingly, it slowly turned into an elation. This girl is FUCKED UP, she hasn't changed, nothing has changed. Its back to the start. One full circle. So what if she does like me? Shes fucked up. No game is gonna work on crazy.

Now, I feel relieved. I lost that elation I had 2 hours after the epiphany, a little sad that nothing's gonna work out no more. But this disease is almost gone now :) I am going to go down to a club and enjoy myself, with an awesome frame.

Think about what happened, if she said she'd go out with me, I'd been happy, she blew me off, and I was equally relieved, if not elated. Nothing bad can happen from doing something. Now guys, if you have that one-itis, go shut down that one-itis by exhuasting every possibility. Cheers.