Looking back from the perspective of 17 years of marriage, there's A LOT of things I would do differently if I were single, and I'm sure I'd be getting laid much more often.
In my experience, you develop a lot of habits when living with a woman. If you ever leave, those habits stay with you for a while, but the mojo starts to wear off, and pretty soon you are back to square one. Shy, no confidence, pretty sure sex is for everyone else. You forget how easy and natural it used to be, and get stuck in a rut. That's my experience.
My problem currently is I'll hit it off with a girl, but instead of just going for it, and forgetting about the morning aftermath, I analyze, "would I be willing to be in a relationship with her" then I get stupid and think something better will come along. I totally blew it with such a sexy thing about 6 months ago. After weeks of seriously hitting it off, the last time seeing her did not go as planned, and my planned "let me get your number so we can hang out this summer" was cut short by her leaving in the middle of the last class.
Then I actually ran into her, of all people, but it was just passing on the street, I just said "hi" when I should have grabbed her and demanded her number.
Some people aren't good at reading signals, so they think that no one is interested when in fact someone is trying as best as she/he can to throw him/herself at that person. It isn't that they can't get laid because no one wants to, but they can't get laid because they can't tell that they had a chance to get laid!
I can tell sometimes... I just like, say something, and then get a response, maybe chat for a minute, then I just walk away as if I am uninterested. I don't know what it is. It's like I feel guilty for wanting to love her as a lover. I mean it never is sexual, (except the girl I was hitting it off with, she turned me on something fierce, something I am not used to). Of course, all I can think about is the uncomfortableness of rejection if meeting them again. I can take rejection, but I'd rather it happen then I never see them again, than be a classmate, or someone on the bus or something.
It's like this: I feel like I am lying, if I am being friendly, but I really just want to eventually see them naked.
Well, thanks for the therapy, everyone.
