I AM:The One They Feel Before They Know.
Truth is,I never asked for attention. I never begged for eyes to turn when I enter a space. But slowly… I started to notice something. People feel me before they know me. They open up. They confess. They say things like: > “I don’t know why, but I feel safe with you.” “There’s something about you… I can’t explain it.” “I’ve been ignoring men for years, but you—I want to build a life with.” And every time I hear those words, a part of me wants to say: > “I don’t know how I do this either.” Because I honestly don’t. I’m not performing. I’m not pretending. I’m just… being. And still, women tell me they’d follow me abroad without ever meeting me. They tell me they want to give me children. They say they don’t want money from me—just to be near me. And when I disappear for days and return without apology? They don’t leave. They don’t complain. They miss me more. That used to scare me. I thought maybe I was a mistake in their story. Maybe I was causing confusion. But now I ...