Don’t Be Scared 😊 I’m Just the Prize

Let me get this off my chest real quick.

I swear, the men I want to shoot their shot? They never do. They’ll like a picture, they’ll watch every story, they’ll match with me on an app… and then do absolutely nothing. No message. No “let’s go out.” Just silent energy like I’m supposed to do the chasing. And let me be clear, I’m not that girl 😩

I don’t press men. I don’t throw myself at nobody. I like a man who leads confidently, boldly, intentionally. If you want me, you better act like it.

But it’s never them. It’s always the ones I’m not interested in the ones with no ambition, no real presence, no sense of direction. They stay in my DMs like clockwork. Morning, noon, and night. Bold. Shameless. Persistent. And I’m just sitting there like, Sir… be for real.

And here’s the part I hate admitting out loud:

Maybe the men who do have it all… just don’t want me.

That’s the uncomfortable truth that creeps in late at night when I’m being a little too honest with myself.

And that realization? It stings. Because I know what I bring. I know I’m beautiful, smart, loyal, soft, funny, well-traveled, self-made. I’m a vibe and a vision. But sometimes, it feels like the only people bold enough to approach me are the ones I would never want and the ones I actually admire are too scared or uninterested to make a move.

Still, I’m not folding. I’m not begging. And I’m not chasing.

I’d rather be misunderstood, over-qualified, or even overlooked than ever feel like I have to shrink to be loved.

So if you’re watching me quietly, thinking about saying something… say it. And if you’re not interested? That’s cool too. But don’t expect me to make the first move. I’m not a chaser. I’m the prize.

I’m not for everyone and I’ve finally made peace with that.