I can only speak for myself. So I'll tell you a little story.
I am born and raised in Europe by parents from Middle East. They moved to Europe in the 80's-90's. I wouldn't say I had a harsh childhood, but I was bullied when I was 12-13 years old because I was a stubborn kid. By stubborn I mean that I wanted to do most things my way or the highway, and I was committed to doing great in school (in seduction terms, I was being persistent). Compared to other kids (both foreigners and natives), I did great in school, but I did less well in social situations. They saw oppurtunity to bully me because I couldn't take/understand jokes. And that is partly my fault for not being socially aware, even though bullying is never acceptable.
Because of my stubbornness/persistence, I loved to do great in sports as well. I went to soccer and took swimming classes, but when I took taekwondo classes, I trully found hapiness. I began when I was 11, and I went to competitions by the time I was 14. And it was here where things started to go great for me. I didn't always do great in a tournament, but it was challenging - REALLY challenging. I started to really go for things I wanted just for the sake of challenging myself. I met girls and got new friends. They were like "you are not like the typical foreigner kid our age. You don't speak with an accent, and you behave well." and indeed it attracted some girls. The general picture of foreigner kids from the Middle East was that they were always stirring shit up and only wanting to take over the country (especially after the two flights that messed up WTC in 2001, every native citizen was on alert when seeing black haired dudes). So I definitely managed to flip the picture 180 degrees and sometimes in an attractive way.
After quitting competing in taekwondo tournaments when I was 18, things went straight downwards. I wasn't challenging myself anymore. Everything felt wrong. For three years, I had no clue what I was up to, or what was going to happen. I met some girls, but it would feel wrong every time. I had a hot blonde from university wrapped around my little finger. A month later, we went to a bar with some friends, and we had a great and sexy dance. But I couldn't make myself make a move. I could have kissed on the dance floor, I could have moved her to the toilet and fucked her there. But I didn't. I simply didn't.. because I couldn't make myself. I found Girlschase after this situation.
Today, a year after the situation with the hot blonde, I am taking both taekwondo and boxing classes, and I am upgrading myself to become a sexy man. I make sure to put myself out there and give it my all every time - challenge myself every time. In the end, what do I have to lose? I have one life. Why would I want to waste it? If I happened to suddenly suffer from a terminal disease, I don't wanna lie on my bed and think "I failed life."
Summed up, the message I want to give you is that you should just put yourself out there. Challenge yourself. It is not going to be easy, and you will definitely not smile all the time. But it is
worth it. You might not be able to predict what will happen in your future, but count on the fact that you can direct in whatever way you want to. When should you start?
Right fucking now
I wish you the best! Good luck
a-jay
PS.
While I am living life for myself and not standing up for others, I can tell you that there are foreigners from Middle East here doing a great job at exactly that. They are tired of politicians and media making an example of only foreigners doing criminal activities. They are kind of like Nelson Mandela in the way that they are fighting for their right to live their lives side by side with natives, but with no judgement. These foreigners are mostly muslims, but they are great, charismatic conversationalists, they know what they stand for. And they, my friend, put themselves out there 1000 %. They have a backbone.