Flatline Mirage

A couple weeks ago I was horny as hell and relatively damn confident.

Then that disappeared and was replaced by a listless, detached, confused existence.

Instead of approaching and starting a conversation, I watch the opportunity walk away, resigned to the reality that this just isn't an area where I'm going to have success.

Yeah I've approached before, but it doesn't matter, because there's no spark. Anxiety, yes, but nothing to inspire bravery against it.

I wonder how amazing it must feel to climb out of this valley toward the next peak of nofap achievement. For anyone who can describe it, please do.