Regrets, v.3.0

Now, I last wrote on this topic back in March 2010, but this one will be taking a different angle.

See, in the last versions, I wrote about regrets I had over how various relationships had changed or ended or other dumb things I did in my (relative) youth.

This time I’m thinking about things that we say we’ll do, then we don’t do them, and we must live our lives wondering what could have been.

I come to this post because of an issue I’m having personally. There is this woman who has attracted my interest, but I just can’t seem to build up the guts to ask her out on a date.

It’s stupid, really, that I can’t do that. The potential benefits of asking her on a date include any of the following: getting a girlfriend, getting sex, getting married, having kids.

The downsides to asking her on a date,and her saying ‘no,’ really, include: not getting a girlfriend, not getting sex, not getting married, not having kids — in other words, my life exactly as it is now.

Or, more to the point, I lose nothing if I ask her on a date and she says ‘no.’

So why the hesitation? I don’t know.

I think what I need to get through my head is I won’t know what I’m missing, if anything, until I act. And while I’ve gone a fairly long while in that position — not just with this woman, but with many others — it’s really getting old.

I need to simply act and take what life throws at me. None of this overthinking or fear of rejection or fear of losing what is a somewhat burgeoning friendship (at least that’s how I see it).

Dammit, Bryant, just go for it already.