There’s someone I know who could’ve made the CIA jealous.
It's not far-fetched for me to say she should have worked for the CIA instead of becoming a Doctor.
Every date she went on was turned into a classified mission, and every guy she dated, she turned into a full-blown conspiracy theory.
If he didn’t text back fast enough, it meant that he was cheating on her.
If he laughed a little too hard at something "dumb", he was clearly hiding a secret family in Uruguay.
If he "blinked weird", that man was 1000% a pathological liar.
She wasn’t dating men, she was interrogating them, and it broke my heart to watch it happen.
Not because she was stupid
(She’s one of the smartest women I know.)
Not because she wasn’t beautiful (She’s stunning.)
But because she was mindfucking herself right out of the very thing she was craving the most.
Every tiny, normal, messy, human thing became a crime scene in her mind.
She thought she was protecting herself by doing this, but in reality, she was putting herself in solitary confinement.
Real love doesn’t survive when you put it under a damn microscope.
It needs oxygen.
It needs a little chaos.
It needs a little "fuck it, let’s see what happens" and overthinking kills it before it even has a chance to breathe.
What she didn’t realise—and what most people don’t realise—is that overthinking doesn’t make you safer. It just makes you lonelier with prettier excuses.
It's a mind virus that convinces you you’re being smart while it rots your chances at real love.
It destroys you by making you:
Start treating dating like a hostage negotiation.
Start picking apart everything before it even matters.
Start trying to outsmart heartbreak, as if you can “logic” your way around feelings.
Start seeing betrayal where there’s just bad wifi.
Start reading rejection into a late reply.
And you start interpreting every awkward silence like a death sentence.
It tricks you into believing you're being 'careful' when really, you're building your emotional prison brick by brick."And every time you obsess over what could go wrong, you strangle what could go right.
So here's how you reset your mind before it wrecks you;
Let the Moment Breathe
You don’t need to assign a future to every text, smile, or awkward silence. Enjoy the date. Leave the court trial for after dessert.
Fire Your Inner Fortune Teller
You can't predict the future. None of us can. Stop hunting for betrayal before it happens and start recognising real chemistry and genuine compatibility instead.
Choose Curiosity, Not Conspiracy
Be more interested than suspicious. Instead of asking yourself, “What are they hiding?”, ask, “Do I even like being around them?”
Play the Right Game
Stop trying to win at defence, because you're playing for intimacy. This game demands completely different moves. You can’t outthink heartbreak, overplan connection or analyse your way into the arms of the right person.
Life is messy and risky. Love is even messier and riskier. That's human existence.
So if you want real love, release the emergency brake.
Let awkwardness happen.
Accept uncertainty and trust yourself to handle whatever comes instead of trying to control everything.
Because all that thinking isn't making you safer, just lonelier.
You don’t protect yourself from heartbreak by overthinking.
You protect yourself by having a goddamn filter.
One that makes it easy to spot who’s good for you without spiralling every five minutes.
One that clarifies who deserves access to your energy and who should remain outside the club because they’re wearing the emotional equivalent of dirty sneakers.
This is why I built The Compatibility Filter.
Not because you need more rules.
Not because you need more "lists."
Not because you need to check vibes with the intensity of a TSA officer.
But because you need clarity.
Because you need standards that are loud enough to drown out your panic.
Because you deserve to date like someone who believes in what they bring to the fucking table.
So if you’re tired of playing detective...
Tired of losing sleep over people who weren’t even worth the dream,
And if you’re ready to stop mindfucking yourself out of the love you want...
I’m putting you on real game right now.
It’s not just a guide, it’s your new non-negotiable weapon against wasting your own damn time.
Move smarter, trust yourself more, live a little and stop mindfucking yourself out of the love story you're supposed to live.
See you next Sunday