You feel like someone's just punched you in the gut. You feel your heart drop. Tears begin to well up in your eyes as they walk away for the last time. It's done. You're finished. Your relationship has ended.
At the tender age of 19 my hormones were raging -- but they had been since I was 13. Through a combination of chance, luck or serendipity I suddenly found myself faced with the opportunity of dating a woman I found incredibly physically appealing. Her personality -- so-so! We dated for about two months. The word ambivalent doesn't begin to describe the experience.
Being a normal college kid that likes to go to bars and parties, I'm pretty well versed in grinding culture. But there are still some things that I fundamentally don't understand about it.
Thinking to myself the other day, I unfortunately realized a sad truth in my life: I simply feel more comfortable, more at ease, more self-confident in bed with a girl than asking a girl out on a date.