You can't control others desire. You can't force someone to love you, but as long as your identity is anchored there, you will be an emotional prisoner. Every day, you'll depend on the outside to feel alive. And that that makes you weak because true power is only born when your self-esteem isn't mortgaged on others looks.

Being single is not a punishment. It's a sacred privilege. It's the only time when you can rediscover who you really are without distractions, without external validations, without masks.

Instant gratification as a trap. Because deep down this addiction you have isn't only fed by women, but by immediate gratification. Every match, every like, every conversation that seems to promise something is like a dose of dopamine that reinforces your dependency.

The pleasure of your own company, the peace that doesn't depend on anyone writing to you, the joy that doesn't need validation, the strength that isn't begged for. That moment, that instant when you realize you don't need anything to feel complete, is the beginning of your true freedom.

You can connect without masks, without strategy, without need, with brutal authenticity, with the calm of someone who no longer seeks to be complete, but to share. And that connection that is real, but it only comes when you're no longer trapped in the dynamics of the child seeking a mother, nor the seducer needing applause, nor the addict needing dopamine.

So here's my proposal. Stop looking for her. Not because you don't deserve her, but because you deserve to find yourself first. She will come or she won't. That's secondary. What matters is that when she arrives, you're already whole.