#YBL....

​#YBL... Because there is no other way to describe this one....

I spent a week waiting up for him like he truly was going to come over in the middle of the night. Two of those days I slept in lingerie to surprise him. Is this really what I want? Is this really want I need? What happened to this situation now? Are you intimidated by my success too black man? There is no need to. In my eyes you are more successful than me. In my eyes you have accomplished so much more than life itself. Why can't you see me for the women I am trying to be in your life? When I think about things, maybe I should take a step back. After all, having these bi weekly touch bases with my manager is putting me in a great spot for the next journey in my career. This, I am excited for. I am taking all the challenges and is flourishing in them. Chicago, I want to love you for the beautiful city that you are. But these lonely nights and the anxiety of not knowing if I am walking into a death situation or not; keeps my mind pondering. I want love. I want a relationship. I don't want the whole come and over and sex thing anymore. With me being the age that I am now, I value my time and myself more. I don't want to be hurt again. As I jog down the lake front this morning, I took a moment to breathe. Sometimes in life you may want something to happen right in this instance, but maybe it's okay to have patience. The right moment will come at the right time. If there anything I have learned in my career journey is to not rush things. When it's meant to happen, it will. If this is really what he wants, he will reveal it and himself to you. So for now my young independent black woman, continue to progress in your life, just remember your value and your worth. Continue to practice self love. With that, nothing in world can stop you and the right one will come.