Taking risks

musicismylife78

I have written about my breakdown and my awakening so to speak quite a few times on this board. I was a shy, quiet, studious person, but sort of had a breakdown, and one of the ways in which I have altered my life is I now take risks. Anyone else think this is an essential life motto and way of living?

As far as I am concerned, my breakdown, my quarter life crisis, although the worst thing that ever happened to me, is also the most important as well.

I am not talking wierd risks necessarily, as I am a straight edger. But just trying new foods (which is a big one, as I have been or was a notoriously picky eater since I was little), trying new music, getting a job at a grocery store which is odd since before I was very shy and quiet etc...

For me, living life to the fullest and taking risks are what its all about.

Abookamongstthemany

Yes, I think taking risks is essential to living the kind of life you have/want in your dreams...if you remain afraid to take those risks in order to pursue your dreams, then they remain just that...only dreams. It takes boldness and a lack of fear to go after those things that are uncertain in life but the rewards of doing so are priceless and immeasurable.

sponger

Over the course of my life, I'd say I've done some incredibly "risky" things.

But, still nothing is scarier to me than hitting on a woman who I have never previously met. So far with exception to a few, every woman that I know or have dated has either been introduced to me through a friend or has actually hit on me. Yes, women used to hit on me as I used to be quite the looker. Doesn't happen to me anymore, however, now that I'm older and have a slight gut.

But, I still hit on women occasionally. And, I usually get rejected.

And, believe me, I don't have a problem with being told, "Sorry, you're not my type..etc." What I really find insulting is when they don't even answer.

Sometimes I'll walk up and introduce myself and they'll just turn in the other direction and pretend I'm not even there. It makes me so fucking pissed off I can't even begin to describe it. It's like they're saying that I should never even have given it a thought.

I've been in fistfights with guys twice my size. On more than one occasion, I've outrun entire swarms of cops on foot. I've bodyboarded 15 ft surf, have gone bungy-jumping, have driven ridiculous speeds on the freeway, have been SCUBA diving at night in pitch-black water, and I've done almost every drug imaginable. And I'm an avid mountain biker, which I guess is a fairly risky sport. People get mangled up on mountain bike rides all the time.

But, none of that compares to hitting on a complete stranger, IMO.

Rhinocerous Surprise

I punched a crocodile once.

you are

yes, i agree. going outside of your 'comfort zone' will always push you further to do more. the first crazy thing i did was leave the country for 2 weeks when i was 18. that may not be a big deal for some, but for me it was huge because no one i knew had ever left the country. ever since, i've done lots of things that i didn't think i would ever do. doing things like that make you realize who you really are. you find out what you like and what you don't like. and i think you get more satisfaction and joy out of life.

South of Seattle

sponger wrote:

Over the course of my life, I'd say I've done some incredibly "risky" things.

But, still nothing is scarier to me than hitting on a woman who I have never previously met. So far with exception to a few, every woman that I know or have dated has either been introduced to me through a friend or has actually hit on me. Yes, women used to hit on me as I used to be quite the looker. Doesn't happen to me anymore, however, now that I'm older and have a slight gut.

But, I still hit on women occasionally. And, I usually get rejected.

And, believe me, I don't have a problem with being told, "Sorry, you're not my type..etc." What I really find insulting is when they don't even answer.

Sometimes I'll walk up and introduce myself and they'll just turn in the other direction and pretend I'm not even there. It makes me so fucking pissed off I can't even begin to describe it. It's like they're saying that I should never even have given it a thought.

I've been in fistfights with guys twice my size. On more than one occasion, I've outrun entire swarms of cops on foot. I've bodyboarded 15 ft surf, have gone bungy-jumping, have driven ridiculous speeds on the freeway, have been SCUBA diving at night in pitch-black water, and I've done almost every drug imaginable. And I'm an avid mountain biker, which I guess is a fairly risky sport. People get mangled up on mountain bike rides all the time.

But, none of that compares to hitting on a complete stranger, IMO.

I agree. I've done some crazy shit, but hitting on a complete stranger is nerve racking!


But to the OP, taking risks doesn't necessarily mean risking life and limb like some of us have. Like You Are said, just go out of your comfort zone, which it sounds like you are doing. You've come a long way from the Commune

PJPixie

sponger wrote:

Over the course of my life, I'd say I've done some incredibly "risky" things.

But, still nothing is scarier to me than hitting on a woman who I have never previously met. So far with exception to a few, every woman that I know or have dated has either been introduced to me through a friend or has actually hit on me. Yes, women used to hit on me as I used to be quite the looker. Doesn't happen to me anymore, however, now that I'm older and have a slight gut.

But, I still hit on women occasionally. And, I usually get rejected.

And, believe me, I don't have a problem with being told, "Sorry, you're not my type..etc." What I really find insulting is when they don't even answer.

Sometimes I'll walk up and introduce myself and they'll just turn in the other direction and pretend I'm not even there. It makes me so fucking pissed off I can't even begin to describe it. It's like they're saying that I should never even have given it a thought.

I've been in fistfights with guys twice my size. On more than one occasion, I've outrun entire swarms of cops on foot. I've bodyboarded 15 ft surf, have gone bungy-jumping, have driven ridiculous speeds on the freeway, have been SCUBA diving at night in pitch-black water, and I've done almost every drug imaginable. And I'm an avid mountain biker, which I guess is a fairly risky sport. People get mangled up on mountain bike rides all the time.

But, none of that compares to hitting on a complete stranger, IMO.

Hmmmm.........yeah, taking risks makes you grow. The risks I take are a bit different now. I won't hit on a guy in a serious way anymore. The fear of rejection is about 99% and I know it so I just don't open that door. I've done a lot of things in my late 30's that I would have never done in my early 20's. It's interesting......the way we evolve.

Heineken Helen

sponger wrote:

But, none of that compares to hitting on a complete stranger, IMO.

Try walking up to a complete stranger, kissing them and walking off it's soooooooooo funny! You have to kinda suss out people first though and try and make sure that he/she is single... usually a good sign is if they're checking out everything that moves.

I've also had this done to me it even happened at a PJ meetup once, it just came out of nowhere and I was in shock

sponger

Heineken Helen wrote:

Try walking up to a complete stranger, kissing them and walking off it's soooooooooo funny! You have to kinda suss out people first though and try and make sure that he/she is single... usually a good sign is if they're checking out everything that moves.

I've also had this done to me it even happened at a PJ meetup once, it just came out of nowhere and I was in shock

For a guy to do that, I would call that creepy.

Heineken Helen

sponger wrote:

For a guy to do that, I would call that creepy.

Nah it was great... he was with a bunch of lads and was obviously dared to do it... probably. I didn't know what hit me and all my friends were in stitches laughing. He just grabbed me, kissed me and then walked away while I was just standing there with my mouth open wondering what the fuck just happened