You don’t have a “problem with girls.” You have a problem with courage, ownership, and sexual intent.
You’re not shy. Shy men don’t dance with women, talk easily, or socialize. You do all of that just fine. What you refuse to do is risk rejection. So instead, you hide in safe roles: helper, friend, classmate, dance partner. Harmless. Neutral. Sexless.
That’s why you’re 25 with zero intimacy. Not because women don’t like you, but because you never make yourself legible as a man who wants one.
Women don’t start relationships with men who “decide internally” and then freeze. They start relationships with men who act. You wait for certainty, permission, perfect timing, or a guarantee you won’t feel stupid. None of that exists. While you hesitate, other men move clumsily, imperfectly, but decisively, and they win by default.
You say you’re “confused” when it’s time to start a relationship. No, you’re scared. Scared of being exposed. Scared of hearing no. Scared of finding out you’re not special. So you delay forever and call it confusion to protect your ego.
Helping women with homework, dancing, being nice, none of that creates attraction if you never express desire. Attraction requires risk. If you don’t take it, nothing happens. Ever.
The solution is not therapy, books, or more thinking. The solution is brutal and simple:
You ask women out directly.
You flirt openly.
You accept rejection without drama.
You stop pretending friendship will magically turn sexual.
You will feel awkward. You will get rejected. Good. That’s the price of adulthood.