You don’t have to choose, you know.
You can be intelligent…and sensual.
You…and someone who’s evolving into someone else.
Sometimes, in an effort to finally define who the fuck we are, we start putting ourselves into the little boxes voluntarily—the same ones that we spent our earlier years trying to escape. It gives us relief, to be in a box. To have an identity. To know something with certainty. And to be able to say, with confidence, that we aren’t a hot mess of walking contradictions.
But contradictions aren’t the enemy.
Two opposing forces don’t create conflict—they create stabilization.
The same thing that you’re viewing as an identity crisis?
Someone else is viewing as the full package.
The real question is not whether you should be one or the other. The real question is whether or not you have the courage to be both.