I don’t play backup for anyone—not in love, not in life. If you want me, step up. If not, step off. 🖕🔥
Here’s the truth: I spent way too long settling for scraps—waiting on texts that never came, clinging to half-assed apologies, bending over backward for people who wouldn’t even meet me halfway. I let myself become an option, a placeholder, the “just in case” for folks who didn’t have the guts to go all in. You ever been there? That shit will eat you alive. 🥀🧨
But not anymore. I’m not here to be your backup plan or your emotional safety net. I’m not sitting on the sidelines while you “figure things out.” Show up or get the hell out of my way. Because I know what I bring to the table, and I’d rather eat alone than beg for a seat. 🚫🍽️
This goes for love, friendships, family—hell, every part of my life. I’m done explaining why I deserve respect. I’m done lowering my standards just to make other people comfortable. You want in? Be real. Be present. Be ready to match my energy. Otherwise, keep walking. 👊🛣️
If you’re tired of feeling like a backup character in your own story, come find your crew. We don’t do half-measures, fake smiles, or lukewarm love. We show up. We get loud. We take up space.
Ready to stop playing backup?
https://www.skool.com/progress-is-progress-coaching-3648
Want daily reminders that you’re no one’s second choice?
https://progressisprogress.substack.com
Step up or step off. I’m here for the real ones. 🚀🦅🔥
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