Feeling inferior to pretty women (or women I like)

[bennyboy]

Yes, so what? I know many of you will call me a faggot or whatever. Idgf

I am a 21 year old male who has never kissed a girl or anything.  I often live off platonic loves. Liking a girl who I dont even know for years, and not being able to tolerate her presence because I start trembling, sweating, stuttering, cant think clearly, and feel like my legs have a 1000 KG ball attached to them (heavy). I often feel inferior to women who are pretty (in a specific way), or to the girl I like. Recently I even feel anger because is something I can barely control. Even when I read manga, or watch TV, etc. If there is a pretty female character, I almost immediatly feel annoyed by her. 

Take into account, though, that I am not shy in general. I speak well in public, and I can speak to anyone including women. EXCEPT, the girl I like. She is the only one who breaks me. 

Has anyone ever felt the same? It is like a love-hate sensation. You like her, and the same time you hate her.

Your problem is you aren't drinking the right drinks or taking the right drugs.

Seriously, though, you are putting these girls on a pedestal.  I was much like that when I was younger, and I think a lot of guys are.  It's pretty normal.

What you need to do is to romantically approach girls you DON'T like.  Say a variety of things.  Try being smooth, or tough, or shy, or bragging a lot.  See how people react.  Eventually you'll start seeing some common patterns.  You might even find that the girl you think is so special is just another girl-- she'll respond to the same things that the girls you don't like did.

My story:
In college I had one late-night class with a very pretty girl.  Turns out she was an exotic dancer.  Every night after class, she gave me a ride home (about 30 minutes drive), at her offer.  She spent almost all the time complaining about her boyfriend or boys in general: "Nobody respects me.  I can't find a nice guy.  Guys are such jerks."  It's like I was invisible-- she never asked me if I wanted to go for a drink, never gave any sign that I was more than a listening device.

Eventually I got mad, and super-sarcastic.  I said, "Oh your life is soooooo hard.  I'm so sorry, how can you handle all this stress?  It's just not faiiiirrr."  I expected a slap for my dripping-bitter sarcasm.  But she was oblivious.  She said, "You're riiiiight!  You understand me.  Want to go get a drink?"  I was like. . . dude wtf.

At school over the next week I went up and poured sugar on all the prettiest girls in the music campus.  "Oh, you have a sore throat?  Ohhhhh, poooooor girl.  But hey. . . that's a lovely dress, it makes you look soooo hot!" and so on.  The result. . . bennyboy got sex.  Lots of sex, with girls much too pretty for a skinny long-hair like him.  And a girlfriend.

The moral-- don't put girls on a pedestal.  Every person is as unsure and vulnerable as you are, and most important-- most people are so distracted by their own issues that they really aren't going to be put out by any of yours, unless you advertise them and dwell on them.


--edit--
You don't REALLY hate girls, you hate yourself. Don't start collecting bodies just to avoid looking in the mirror and saying, "Hey. . . not too bad!" ok?