Your latest installment is informative and mind-opening. I know because I cringed reading it. In your terms I would be a combination of the nice guy and escapist with low self-esteem. As extreme options go, you left out the "go gay" one. If I could flip that switch, believe me, I would. It would be so much easier to circumvent this female creature. But back to reality...
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Every time he sees a hot girl, or hears his friends talking about chicks, he must remind himself of his justifications for not getting women.
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This is struck a chord. A rather forward girl at school asked me, during some between class chit-chat, if I had a girlfriend. I almost cracked up; all I could think in my head was "Are you high?" She then asked if I wasn't looking or what the deal was (aside: she does have a boyfriend, which is good, because it kills any fantasy immediately). All I could say was that I'm not that socially fit. This is true of course, but I'm not sure why I almost seem to revel in this status.