I met a young woman nearly a decade ago when we first started college.* Due to a life full of social anxiety disorder, I failed to have the confidence to approach her and upon the day in which I did, she dropped the course.
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Eventually, I found her on MySpace.* I admitted having had feelings for her and told her that I wished to give her a gift which happened to be a wooden wristwatch I had crafted.* In fear of never knowing her, I told her that I only wanted to be friends. I probably terrified her and she rejected me saying that she was "having problems with the male race" and deleted her account.
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Pathetically, I didn't stop there and messaged her friends.* Most of them were non-responsive except for one who said that she was a private woman who wasn't trustful of men because of the relationships her friends had been through.* Her friend also said she would be amazed if this woman ever got into a relationship.
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As a relatively private introvert, I did not take it well and made some drastic changes the following years. I moved to the Pacific Northwest and ended up finishing school in another state hoping to greet social change. It was indifferent. After school, I did it again and went to Japan. I worked for a Global 500 chemical company for 3 years before finding my niche in derivatives, international stocks, and forex. After more than 5 years in Japan and Korea, I returned to the states 8 months ago and my social life still does not exist.
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I have tried datingto a small extent. Coworkers and long time acquaintances have introduced me to friends and family and they have never worked. More recently when I had a joint seminar in New York, subsidiary hedge fund sent me a high detail escort.* Every time and every woman, I only thought of her.
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I do not know why I admire her so much. Perhaps my memories of her were that she is just so smart and conscientious and carried herself in such a respectable yet reserved manner that I cannot let go. Or perhaps, what the psychiatrist says is true and my inability to let go and fail has become a detriment to my mind.
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I have a wedding to attend this winter in the Orange County, California where I grew up and where I met her. I'll be lending my GT2 to my older brother. He tells me if I really cannot give up, i should try one last time since nearly 9 years has passed since i may have disturbed her.
I am afraid of instilling the fear I may have once brought upon her and if she realizes availability of resources and expenses I have, I do not see a reason why she could not conclude that I attempted to manipulate a situation.
So, I am curious if you fine chaps happen to have any ideas of how I can approach her without seeming like an infatuated stalker. Any other opinions, insights, or psychological evaluations would also be fine.
By the way, my brother devised an idea whereas I purposely crash into her vehicle. Coincidentally, I would remember her and confess something. I do no like the idea because it essentially employs my financial life to an extent. On top of that, I suffered from severe social anxiety disorder until I left this country in 2004. I think it may emerge if I see her.
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I expect some insults and jokes. I am a pretty self-deprecating person so good insults can bring an enjoyable grin. Thanks in advance for your insight.
DcL