I'm a colossal failure....
When a guy describes himself as "The worst guy at dealing with women", it tends to be hyperbole; however, in my case, I am certain that I am indeed the worst guy at dealing with women.
I've done everything imaginable: Messaged first with seemingly reasonable conversation starters, projected an uber sense of confidence, switched between predetermined and pandering personas, and the most heinous crime of all: I've tried being myself.
The latter is something I advise my friends to never do under any circumstances: Can a woman handle what a man really is, rather than what he projects himself to be?
It is my hypothesis that that signals the end of a relationship: When the real arises from the superficial.
I am 21 years old, and ultra-bitter!