It was the summer of 1933 and Albert Ellis had a problem: He could not talk to women.
And he was quite angry at himself about it.
Albert Ellis loved psychology. He studied it a lot. He would later go on to become one of the most influential psychotherapists in history, among Carl Rogers and Sigmund Freud (Wikipedia).
But in 1933, Albert Ellis was quite angry at himself because he could not talk to women.
"I was born and reared to be shy and scared." says Ellis of his upbringing. "Throughout my childhood and teens I had a real social phobia.
"I viewed public speaking as a fate worse than public masturbation. I opened my physically large mouth only among a group of my close friends. I avoided telling jokes for fear of flubbing the punch lines.
"I said nothing, literally nothing, about my feelings for the pretty young girls that I kept falling madlyin fact, obsessively-compulsivelyin love with. As for approaching any of the young women I immoderately lusted after from the age of twelve onward, forget it! I heard and saw nothing but 'evil and 'horrible' rejectionso I kept my big trap shut. In spite of my deranged passion for everything in skirts, up to the age of twenty my dating amounted to zero. Yes, nothing, nil, none, zero."
Ellis's social phobia struck noticeably when he was around women. He had a clear idea of what he needed to do, but could not bring himself to do it.
In a familiar tone, he beat himself up for his inability to take action. In a sense, knowing what he needed to do made it worse.
"I knew I was scared witless and from reading and my observations of my more popular male friends, I even knew what to do about ittake risks. I didn't. I decided toand didn't. I almost began toand froze.
"Naturally, I beat myself for all this evasion. I knew what I wantedand I knew that I was copping out. So I castigated myself for, first, avoiding "dangerous" social situations. For, second, feeling desperately anxious and stubbornly refusing to go through the pain of overcoming it.
"I even put myself down for the efforts I made to overcome my social phobias. I read many articles and books on psychology and philosophy, particularly from the age of 16 onward."
Based on his readings of early behaviorists, Ellis decided to first try to overcome his public speaking phobia through deconditioning. He anxiously and painfully gave speeches.
Ellis discovered that firstly "he didn't die." And that his anxiety soon began to wear off. He found that, by doing it enough times, he was able to speak in publicand was quite good at it.
But this wasn't the most important prize.
"What is more important to me than public speaking?" he said to himself. "What do I really want to do that I'm completely avoiding doing? Obviously: approaching the 101% of women that I lust after and want to mate with. I'd even like to marry a few of them! But what am I going to do about that?"
Ellis lived near the Bronx Botanical Gardens, which he describes as "one of the loveliest places in New York." His normal course of action had been to go to the park and sit on a bench a few feet away from a woman on another bench.
"But no matter how much I told myself the time was ripe to approach," says Ellis, "I soon copped out and walked away, cursing myself for my abysmal cowardice. I knew, of course, especially after overcoming my public speaking panic, that I wouldn't die of rejection. But I still felt much too uncomfortable to try even a single approach.
"During the summer of 1933, when I was on vacation from college about to go back for my final year, I gave myself a historic homework assignment that greatly changed my own lifeand in some ways changed the history of psychotherapy.
"I spoke to myself very strongly. 'Look!' I said. 'You forced yourself to get over the horror of making public speeches and now you're goddamned good at doing that. You actually enjoy it! So why not do the same with your silly terror of pick up women? No nonsense! Do, don't stew!'
"My assignment to myself was simple. I would go to the Bronx Botanical Gardens every day when it wasn't raining in the month of July; would look for women sitting alone on park benches; and, instead of sitting a bench away, as I always anxiously did, would sit on the same bench with them. Not in their lapbut on the same goddamned bench. I would then give myself one minuteone lousy minute!to talk to each one of them. No debate, no caviling, no nonsense!! If they bit me, they bit me! One lousy minute!
"That was a very wise homework assignment that I gave myself. For I was knowingly risking failure and rejection; and I was doing what was most uncomfortable for me to do. Moreover, I was giving myself no time to procrastinate about trying, no time to ruminate and thereby to build up my worrying.
"Well, I forthrightly did it. I went to the park every day in July and foundcount 'em!130 women sitting alone on the park bench: All manners, shapes and sizes. Certainly enough to provide me with reasonable excusesthat they were too young, too old, too short, or too tall to talk to. But I allowed myself no excuse whatsoevernone! I sat next to all of themthe entire 130.
"I found that 30 of them immediately waltzed away. They rejected me before I even got going! But, I said to myself, strongly, 'That's okay. That leaves me a sample of an even hundredgood for research purposes!'
"So I continued my research. I spoke to the entire hundred of these women, and within one lousy minute! About the birds, the bees, the flowers, the trees, their knitting, their readingabout anything and everything. Mind you, I had never done this a single time before. But I was determined! On to the fray!
Ellis was successful that month. But not in the way one would guess.
"For out of the hundred women I talked to, I was finally able to make only one dateand she didn't show up! But I found, empirically, that nothing terrible happened. No one took a butcher knife and cut my balls off. No one vomited and ran away. No one called a cop. In fact, I had a hundred pleasant conversations, and began to get quite good at talking to strange women in strange places. So good, in fact, that for my second hundred subjects I became more persuasive, and was able to make three different dates with women. None of whom, fortunately, I married.
"Once again, as happened with my public speaking, I was able to make a 180-degree change. For the rest of my life I have been able to talk to women whenever I wish to do soon planes, trains, elevators, park benchesyou name it! And with one of these pickups I actually did live for a while!" (The Albert Ellis Reader, 1998)
My experience was not so different from Albert Ellis. For two months in the summer of 2006 I approached one woman every day.
And like Ellis, it was the most important assignment I ever gave myself. It gave me more confidence than anything I've ever done, period.
There is no time like the present. Summer is coming up. Don't let another moment slip by. On to the fray!