Why Do Men Seem to Vanish Like Houdini When I Enter a Room?

 Alright, let’s talk about a new kind of disappearing act I’ve been noticing lately—not by my husband, mind you, he’s the kind of guy who actually sees me and loves me, thank you very much. But I’m talking about the other men I seem to encounter. You know, the ones who act as if acknowledging my existence might cause some cosmic shift they can’t handle. They can’t seem to look at me, let alone say a polite “hello” if we end up in the same space. It’s like I’m a cactus in the desert—they see me, but they’d rather keep their distance. So, I’m testing a theory. 

 Is it me? Do I give off some sort of superpower vibe that repels mediocre manners? Or maybe it’s just that they sense I’m not the kind of woman who’s going to shrink away and let them take up all the space. I’ve noticed the ‘disappearing’ happens right when I start to stand tall and confidently. But if they think that’s going to make me slink into the shadows, they’re wrong. In fact, I’m on this whole “Anything you can do, I can do better” kick right now. (Cue music!)

 It makes me wonder, do these men vanish because they’re intimidated? Maybe they see a woman who’s got her act together, who doesn’t need their permission or approval to feel like she belongs. Or maybe it’s because they see that my husband is the kind of guy who genuinely wants me to succeed. He respects me as a professional woman, encourages me to feel my best, and (gasp) even supports my personal spending decisions. He doesn’t just tolerate my ambition; he’s proud of it. And maybe that disrupts some folks’ delicate worldview.

 Or is it that I’m outspoken and give good advice to other women? I believe in lifting others up and sharing what I’ve learned to help other women thrive. Maybe that positivity, that “you-can-do-it” energy, throws them off. Or maybe, just maybe, they don’t know how to deal with a woman who is unapologetically herself—especially one with a husband who celebrates her every step of the way.

 So here’s to the men who keep vanishing when I walk into a room, like I’m carrying some kind of invisible kryptonite. Maybe one day, they’ll learn to handle the presence of a strong, successful woman who’s done apologizing for taking up space. Until then, I’ll just be over here, living my best life, knowing I’ve got a partner who’s as thrilled about it as I am. And if that’s intimidating, well… maybe they should try giving it a whirl themselves!