I am A flirt

I am here before you today to publicly confess that I am indeed a flirt. I know, I know this might seem difficult to believe; however, it is my truth, and I accept it. Honestly, how could I not be a flirt? I am observant, curious, charismatic, witty, and goofy. Which, in my opinion, are the primary ingredients to being an effective flirt. I am actually quite masterful if I do say so myself. 

Yet, these divine skills bestowed upon me by a being that existed during the land before time have yielded minimal results. I fear the straights who typically have one X and one Y chromosome are losing the recipe for banter and have retreated within, where insecurities provide comfort and house complacency.

To be a confident and competent flirt, you must be comfortable with rejection. If you are not, this lifestyle is not for you. Flirting is fun, and we should do more of it, but not the corny kind. The corny kind is annoying, and you know what I am talking about. The flirting that positions the ego in the front, lacks sexual discipline, and fails to consider your interests. Whenever I encounter this form of flirting, I already summarize that they do not know enough words, current events, or pop culture. This means they are boring, will pluck my nerves, and I will have to dive to the deepest parts of the ocean where Namor and all his homies were living in Black Panther: Wakanda Forever to draw out a conversation. 

I am not a seductress in the traditional sense. I am one of those intellectual ones, which, in my opinion, are a bit more dangerous in the best ways possible. If someone can undress your mind before your body, they tend to leave a lasting impression on you that might survive a lifetime. Now, conversely, leading with intellectual seduction has its downside: socially, we are not conditioned to desire or seek intellect as a primary factor when navigating intimate relationships. I find this interesting because countless people end up in relationships where they lack intellectual compatibility. 

The ability to flirt is actually a sign of intellect. Flirting demonstrates someone's aptitude for understanding, reasoning, and exercising acumen. So the fact that we are not flirting as often as we should feeds the general belief that intellect is declining. More importantly, we are becoming less fun, operating in the abstract, and playing out scenarios in our heads instead of talking, bantering, and flirting with each other, which sucks. 

Western constructs of relationships have led folks to believe that every sign of intimacy results in a trip down the altar, a house in the suburbs, a goldendoodle, and some kids, when in fact it does not. At minimum, flirting is an invitation to learn more about yourself—your abilities, likes, dislikes, skills, passions, and fortitude.  

Flirt, just do it! You have done harder things, and flirting can not compare. If this is not enough motivation, do it for me because I am bored and I can’t keep wasting my best game.