Anyone else ever fumble someone because you couldn't believe they actually liked you?

There was a girl back in campus who went out of her way to get my number. She eventually introduced herself, and we got to know each other.

Looking back now, it's painfully obvious she was interested.

The funny thing is, at the time, I kept convincing myself I was imagining it. Every sign had another explanation. I was so busy trying not to embarrass myself that I never really gave anything a chance.

Nothing dramatic happened—we just drifted apart.

Years later, I don't really think about her as much as I think about what low self-esteem can do to a person. It can make you reject something good before it even begins.

Ever looked back and realized you were the one who got in your own way?