Not Interested

I’ve learned how to walk slowly, trust deeply, and say “no” without guilt.

September 16, 2025

To the men who have expressed interest in me—

Since March, before that, and even recently—

Thank you.

Truly, thank you.

Your interest is not ignored, mocked, or unappreciated.

But I’ve come to a place in my life where being desired isn’t enough.

I need resonance.

I need depth.

I need the kind of emotional intelligence that doesn’t flinch at truth,

the kind of presence that can hold silence and not fill it with noise.

And more than anything—

I need to trust myself.

And I do.

I trust what my body tells me.

I trust what my spirit whispers.

I trust the tiny pulls and the resounding no’s that echo inside me,

even when someone is kind, available, and interested.

I don’t sleep with strangers.

I don’t confuse dopamine with devotion.

I don’t mistake clever banter for compatibility,

and I don’t build castles out of text threads.

One night of texting doesn’t spark a story in me.

It doesn’t make me dream, or swoon, or forget who I am.

It used to.

But I’ve done my work.

This is not about who you are.

It’s about who I am now.

And what I know I need.

I’ve learned how to discern.

I’ve learned that chemistry is not always connection,

that consistency matters more than charm,

and that the right person won’t need convincing.

Nor will I.

Because I’m not looking for a placeholder.

I’m not looking for attention.

I'm not looking for companionship.

I’m looking for my king.

Someone at my level—

in depth,

in character,

and in contribution to the world.

So when I say “No, thank you,”

please know it comes not from cruelty, confusion, or fear.

It comes from clarity.

And the clarity I carry now is sacred.

To say yes to someone who doesn’t meet me there—

emotionally, spiritually, or energetically—

would be a disservice to us both.

So I say no with kindness.

No with certainty.

No with grace.

Because I am not just looking for someone who wants me.

I am becoming the kind of woman who waits for the one who knows me.

And until then—

I’m not interested.

But thank you.

Truly.

I believe we will both create the love story we desire—

just not together.