It's like a snake that creeps through the grass. When you can't seem to nail this whole dating thing, or haven't been intimate with someone for some time, you often blame is yourself. You blame every little detail that isn't perfect, or obsess about how other men would prefer it. You hurt yourself, close yourself off from others, and a war begins to wage in your mind. A lot of the time, the bad guy is winning. You stand in the mirror and think of all the things you'd change if you could, and then just get really, really pissed when they don't.