Further comments on ladygogo84's: Jeff Brazier documentary

Reading LadyGoGo84's blog. I just wanted to add a little of my own personal experiences to the smelting pot.
 
Following on from my comment made on:http://www.facebook.com/l/170advLBeoe7XiiLBJLtUOVKgzA;ladygogo84.blogspot.com/2010/12/jeff-brazier-documentary.html
 
I fear that as our society becomes increasingly disconnected and impersonal. There are fewer and fewer avenues for able bodied, let alone anyone with a disability, to meet and form meaningful and lasting relationships.
 
It is a sad truth but for many woman; a night out in a nightclub or pub, can be an endless procession of men, well-meaning or not, trying their luck. It's been allowed to go on for so long it's become the norm and an excepted part of going out.
 
I was eventually lucky enough to find someone who found my besotted puppy-ness endearing enough to agree to go on a date with. So I didn't have to navigate the sometimes scary and difficult world which is the modern dating scene.
 
Throughout my youth, I suffered crippling shyness and low self-esteem. Today's cattle market can be a cruel and shallow place. Women are so over harassed, it becomes almost second nature to reject most men who approach them for the tiniest of flaws.
 
You just can't expect someone to spend the whole of their evening giving every chap who says 'hello' the chance to make his case.
 
Technology may strangely be an answer for disabled and non- disabled people alike, who wish to socialise and interact with other likeminded people in a relatively safe 'environment'.
 
I would come across as timid and nervous, not to mention I couldn't hear what people were saying over the loud music. This left me tongue-tied at the best of times or speechless at the very worst. But through Internet facilities such as messenger, email, and recently Facebook, I could articulate myself, and give people a glimpse of my real personality in a stress free, non-judgemental environment.
 
Over the years and the latter part of my youth I had several, sometimes romantic, sometimes plutonic, sometimes a little bit of both; interactions with people of the opposite sex through one medium or another.
 
Technology allowed me to overcome the emotional barriers I had built up through years of rejection after rejection. With messenger, I could be witty, smart, passionate, charming, and even somewhat romantic.
 
During the latter part of my stint at university; there was this girl on another course we had been mixed with. She was the sort of girl who everyone, even the girls fancied.
 
She wasn’t how they say in the business, just a well-dressed civilian. In her youth she had actually done some shoots in clothes magazines, and while she came across as quite ‘blond’, even though she was dark haired. She was actually secretly very intelligent.
 
There were quite a few far more attractive and sporty and popular chaps on the course who made the local girl population drawl with ravenous appetite. But luck would have it, one particularly hot summer evening. I struck up an msn conversation with her. I didn't really think much of it; she was so out of anyone’s league I didn't even give it much thought. I had absolutely no chance. At least that's what I thought.
 
Four hours later, and she not only gave me her mobile. But was offering to pay for a taxi so I could pop by and give her a 'visit'. I regrettably didn't take her up on that extremely tempting offer. I’m just not that sort of boy, guy I mean, ahem!
 
I choked.

Partly because the whole episode was so surreal I was sure this was the side effect of some drug I'd inadvertently taken, and partly because I wussed out.
 
Pity.
 
So in truth. Technology can allow you to be yourself. Course, if you’re a pussy, that still means you’re a pussy.