I never doubted my intellectual competency. I was always among the top 5% of my class, both in elementary and high school. Then I enrolled college to major in history. Before I went to college I never thought of girls, I was comfortable enough with playing World War 2 themed video games, and somehow I got on with life observing everything through WW2 references. By the time I got to college something changed and I started to feel the urge to hang out with more people, especially girls
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Since I was never good at presenting myself verbally, I decided to use social networks and dating sites in order to meet women around the world as I thought this would be a more elegant option for me. At first I just browsed looking for someone with similar interests, but finding a woman that is also into WW2 and history is not an easy task. However, it is not impossible if you dedicate some time to it. After some extensive browsing I decided to approach this Japanese girl who was actually into the same stuff as I was and who seemed like a nice girl. Cute too. However, the things took a wrong turn there. Whenever I wanted to type something I started panicking about everything. The stuff I was usually confident about such as my grammar and the style of writing suddenly became very hard as I was struggling to type anything concise. My palms were also getting sweaty and them keyboard was literally slipping out of my hands.
I did not know what to do. Finally I find someone with similar interests and I can’t find the necessary confidence. And I just wanted someone to talk and confess to in a manner I knew I’m good at. I
started looking up symptoms on the web and after a while I bumped into this thing called Ativan. I read a testimony from people who said that it did wonders for them in situations that were very much the same as mine.
I really wanted to get to know this girl from Japan and next day I went out to get my Ativan prescription. The effects were stunning! All of a sudden I was able to release my inner Patton and crack all kinds of WW2 jokes and references, and she loved it. I was able to focus and there was none of the sweating and worrying if she gets something as offensive or politically incorrect. Thanks to Ativan, I discovered
new, deep levels of my humor and it was obvious she could sense it, too.
After that I felt liberated. I started talking to girls from all over the globe, still focusing on the girls who are interested in history, but also broadening my horizons. To use some WW2 terminology, I am now a rather confident internet lover and I’ve got nurses from all over the world healing my war wounds (long nights spent studying) as I’m able to balance my internet relationships with the life in college. It really gives me the perspective on everything and allows me to express myself the best way I can. All thanks to
Ativan.