Hello, dear reader. I didn’t feel like writing today, but I still have to stick to the schedule I created for this blog. I’ve been using my Notes app these days to collect random thoughts I’ve been having, so I thought: “since I don’t have the energy to write a full, coherent article, maybe I should just add up the little notes I’ve written these past few days.” So, yeah. This is what you’re reading today: a non-article. Oh, and I hope you’re doing well! I hope you learn or take something beneficial from the following words.

May 29, 2026: Guyssssssssssuh! Everything is okay. Here are a few things I’d like to remind you and I: you’re not ugly. You’re not incapable. You’re not incompetent. You’re not a hypocrite. You’re human and sometimes you make mistakes. You’re smart and you have the ability to make the best of the worst. You’re good at seeking reparations instead of revenge. After tolerating years of mistreatment (both from yourself and others), you’re now amazing at regulating your nervous system. You know you’ll be okay. You know you have 24/7 access to your Lord, the One who wrote mercy upon Himself.

You’ll be okay. You will be so, so, sooo very much okay. Life is and will continue to unfold beautifully for you. There is so much love within you and around you and you have finally opened your eyes and your heart and your mind to the beauty of this world, alhamdulilah. The darkness almost consumed you. You were contagious for a while, but you’re finally back from that dark place. Alhamdulilah. You say alhamdulilah all the time because you’re thankful for everything you’ve been provided.

May 31, 2026 at 2:59 P.M.: I asked myself “what could he possibly like about me to want to marry me?” All that came out was doubt. I realized that I don’t even love myself. If I don’t love myself, why would anyone love me? I don’t like how I look, how I dress, how I feel, how I speak, etc. I guess this is my why. This is the reason why I’ve now chosen to invest everything I have into myself.

June 1, 2026 at 8:50 P.M.: Here’s the thing: when something good happens in my life, I move on from that thing almost immediately. I also push myself away from the joy that thing brings. It’s almost as if I have this belief that I’m undeserving of feeling ecstatic about good things. Don’t get me wrong, I feel gratified for the first five seconds, but then my brain says: “why are you shocked you got it done and you got what you desired? This is nothing, and there’s so much more to achieve.”

فِي أَمَانِ اللَّهِ