I’m actually a phenomenal woman. It took me a while to own that bc I didn’t ever want to come across as pompous. But the reality is, whether platonic or romantic, I’m a literal gift to whoever is blessed enough to have me.

I have met amazing women in my lifetime. But I have never met another woman quite like me. And to be quite frank, I don’t think I ever will.

And it’s crazy bc I can only imagine what the right person for me will experience. Bc even though I love being single & appreciate my freedom, I can’t help but realize I have NEVER given someone all I could. It’s like my soul reserves that for the person meant to unlock it.

When you know what you know about yourself, you just can’t accept the scraps. Even the thought of accepting half-assed-ness becomes stressful. And I don’t like self inflicted stress. Life is stressful enough.