I know you. I used to be like you. I was a self-proclaimed “nice guy” myself. We should start a club. Dibs on President. My first motion as President of the Nice Guys Club: I move to disband.
I’m going to give you the advice that I wish I could have given myself: take a look at yourself, and knock it the fuck off.
Let me first define what I mean by “Nice Guy.” Note the capitalization, it’s a proper noun. It’s a type.
Are you always in the “friend zone” with women you are interested in? Do you then decide to wait it out, be the bestest friend ever ever ever and hope that one day she’ll turn around and declare her undying affection for you and live happily ever after?
That’s what I mean by Nice Guy, and let me be clear. It is not going to work for you. Life isn’t a RomCom.