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I’m kind of miserable and it feels permanent but its whatever
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If someone told me this, I’d prob cry
If I don't learn, the lesson will be repeated.
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
So true
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I love this app, there's literally everything here. Lol
because sometimes… you just have to trust yourself.
that’s it!
woohoo, party is over, people!
genuinely, though.
no matter how terrified you are or how much trusting that you will shift and manifest feels like tossing yourself off a cliff with no parachute—TAKE. THE. RISK. take the risk.
it isn’t.. mandatory, per se. it’s optional! like any other method or technique!
but it kept proving itself to me, again and again…
still confused, darling? let me explain.
so here’s a success story,
and a tiny sermon on how to actually practice this thing called trusting your own weird self.
quick life update / context
my new school is the epitome of shit with glitter sprinkled on top.
it’s got the good reputation, sure, but underneath? it’s a factory of despair.
daily exams, constant studying, teachers who rotate like they’re on a game show, new routines, and the overall vibe of “we will grind your soul into paste before lunchtime.”
brutal doesn’t even cover it.
and then came the arabic exam.
and let me tell you: i hate arabic.
i used to be fluent,
but after choosing English and letting Arabic decay in the corner of my brain,
it straight up abandoned me like a deadbeat dad.
and this exam was no joke.
memorize an essay, activities, translations,
the whole biblical flood of homework.
everyone around me was going feral, stabbing flashcards with pens, chewing the ends of notebooks.
me? i decided… no.
i will NOT study.
the panic response was immediate.
heart like a drum.
a million thoughts: principal’s office, humiliation in class, teacher yelling, public scolding. the inner critic was full of gleeful brutality.
everyone’s scenario played in my head like a cheap horror film.
but then i made a choice. a single, tiny, ridiculous, defiant choice: i was going to manifest the teacher not showing up.
what did that look like? not some ritual under the full moon. not a five-step PowerPoint spell (maybe a few subliminals…). it was just me, in my room, whispering like a lunatic to my own chest:
“the teacher didn’t come to class.”
i pictured empty desks. i pictured laughter instead of dread. i pictured what it would feel like to have four glorious hours of nothing.
did i have doubts? oh absolutely. my brain kept handing me scenes of the teacher bursting in like a horror villain.
but i ignored the casting call. i trusted my ridiculous little decision.
and then? it happened.
all classes were canceled. all of them. shuffled, rescheduled, poof! bam! gone!!!!! due to a sudden class change (#overpopulatedschool, had to literally MAKE a new class)
i had no schedule.
meaning no classes.
we had four hours of unsupervised joy.
me and my friends wandered the halls like fugitives on vacation, laughing, roaming, finally breathing.
it was surreal and stupidly perfect.
this isn’t me flexing! this is proof. this is what happens when you choose to trust yourself over your doubts, when you decide reality bends, even if just a little, and then it does.
did i “deserve” it more? nope.
did my choice shift the odds? yes.
accept doubt as part of the terrain.
you will always have fear.
fear does not disqualify you. it’s simply the emotional weather that happens when you change climates.
and look, look, if you manifest something and it flops? you can always pivot.
you can re-declare,
redo,
rebuild.
you are not locked in.
this isn’t a cursed button that dooms you if you press it wrong. it’s navigation.
if you take a wrong turn, you reroute. that’s power.
trust is not just about getting free afternoons or boy messages or missing exams.
it’s about the biggest currency: self-efficacy.
when you practice deciding and supporting your decision emotionally,
your nervous system rewires to expect agency from you.
you stop outsourcing leadership to the world.
you become the one who makes the rules for your inner realm, and then the outer one begins to follow.
that’s the skeleton key of manifestation: internal decision before external proof. you declare the timeline, then inhabit it until the world catches up.
take a risk today. any risk. doesn’t have to be big. it can be stupid. it can be whimsical.
whisper to yourself, “this will happen,” and let the world scramble to match it.
you’re allowed to be scared and still powerful. you’re allowed to be messy and still magical. you’re allowed to be tired and still choose fire.
if it works, laugh!
if it doesn’t, pivot.
either way, my love, you win! because either way you’re proving to your doubt that you were always braver than it thought.
GO! GO GO GO!!!! DO IT. TAKE THE RISK.
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One day, everything will make sense. The pain, the falls, the "no's," the silences. You'll look back and understand that some pauses were protections. And you'll be grateful for not giving up halfway.
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𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 , 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐦𝐚𝐨
“Find a heart that will love you at your worst and arms that will hold you at your weakest.”
— Unknown
💝Be You💖
Unconditional love isn't a free pass to hurt me.
Defying the Odds with Grace: A Journey of Perseverance
Choose you!
Throughout my life, I’ve faced my share of naysayers—people who doubted my abilities, questioned my ambitions, and believed I wouldn’t succeed. Some doubted me because of my circumstances, others because they couldn’t see the vision I held for myself. But I’ve always believed that the only person who can truly set my limitations is me.
Becoming a mother at 14 and dropping out of school was not the path I had envisioned for myself, and many assumed that my future was already written. I won’t say the journey has been easy. There were times when I second-guessed myself, moments when exhaustion made me wonder if the effort was worth it. But I kept pushing forward, not to prove anyone wrong, but to prove to myself that I could. Every goal I’ve reached, every milestone I’ve crossed, has been a testament to perseverance, faith, and the support of those who believed in me.
I’ve learned that success isn’t about proving others wrong—it’s about proving yourself right. It’s about setting goals that align with your values and staying committed, even when the road is difficult. I never set out to “beat the odds” to make a statement. Instead, I focused on becoming the best version of myself, staying true to my purpose, and helping others along the way.
I share this not as a way to boast, but to inspire anyone who feels like the world is against them. Your dreams are valid. Your goals are achievable. And sometimes, the best response to doubt isn’t loud declarations—it’s quiet, steady progress. Keep moving forward, and let your journey speak for itself.
To those who have supported me, guided me, and lifted me up—I am forever grateful. And to those who may still have doubts? That’s okay. I’ll keep doing what I’ve always done: working hard, staying humble, and letting my actions tell my story.
Source: Defying the Odds with Grace: A Journey of Perseverance