Timmy was a well-decorated American soldier. During the Iraq war, he boldly led a three-man team on a daring and risky assault against heavily guarded enemy flanks.

His companions and fellow soldiers recounted to friends how Timmy single-handedly broke through enemy lines with unusual courage and insolence.

“He was remarkably brave out there,” they told friends.

But the same brave and decorated Timmy back home cowed in front of beautiful women. He felt shy and dreaded talking with them.

“I hate to admit it but I seem tongue-tied and scared approaching women,” he confessed.

How To Overcome Approach Anxiety and Meet Women More Confidently

Today we address the #2 most popular question from our readers: how to deal with approach anxiety?

You know, that voice in your head that talks you OUT of going up to an attractive woman and saying something, anything, to get an interaction started.

Approach anxiety, is an interesting beast in many ways.

Technically, it’s the least difficult thing in pickup: all you have to do is walk up to someone and begin a conversation. You will certainly agree with me, if you consider that generating attraction, getting phone numbers, setting up dates, etc., all require at least some technical understanding to execute consistently.

Not true with approaching: just get yourself in front of a woman and say “Hi!” and you’re in the game. (In fact, one of the tricks I teach guys to overcome Approach anxiety is called the 3-step technique: when you see a girl, take 3 steps toward her… and keep going! See, how easy is that.)

I’ve got a couple of questions for you…

Are you afraid of approaching women?

Do you sometimes feel like there’s a powerful force that’s just
stopping you from walking over and starting a conversation
with a woman that you’d like to meet?

Is it something that you just can’t explain…it just sort of happens
most of the time and it’s REALLY frustrating?

I know exactly what you mean my friend…

I used to have the biggest fear of talking to women.

I remember the days when I’d see a cute girl sitting by herself in
a coffee shop, and I’d always try to weasel my way out of walking
and talking to her.

And I’d always end up walking home and kicking myself in the
foot for just not doing it.

It really sucked.