Event at work

There was an event at the conference room where I work. I had worked from seven in the morning, and was offered if I wanted to hang around for another two hours. There'd be food and drinks, but no music; all in attendance were women, and I was the only guy among them. Even the hosts, the writer presenting her book, and those in attendance, they ate and drank and talked and talked. There I was, surrounded by a sea of women in the prime of their careers, well-dressed, fifty or so beautiful women. I kept my masculine core and aura, then teased the girls serving as hosts. I joked I felt like that man in the axe deodorant commercial stuck in an island with hundreds of beautiful women and felt alive like I haven't for a while... it was a boost so desperately needed, a blow to the voices of doom lurking in the back of my mind. You do realize whatever it is you tell yourself, becomes real for you, regardless of its veracity. Act with high confidence and honor, be proud and warm, straight-forward and kind.