Truly yourself

 It doesn’t make sense to call ourselves ugly, because we don’t really see ourselves. We don’t watch ourselves sleeping in bed, curled up and silent with chests rising and falling with our own rhythm. We don’t see ourselves reading a book, eyes fluttering and glowing. You don’t see yourself looking at someone with love and care inside your heart. There’s no mirror in your way when you’re laughing and smiling and happiness is leaking out of you. You would know exactly how bright and beautiful you are if you saw yourself in the moments where you are truly yourself.

Cheating is healthy

 Cheating is Not A Mistake.

Let me tell you, If you're truly in love with someone, you will not be able to kiss someone else without tasting your loved ones tears strain your lips. 

You will not be able to take your clothes off for someone else without feeling like a field ripped bare to the soil.Cheating is a choice, it is a choice you made because you obviously didn't give a single fv*k about your relationship or marriage. 

Cheating on a good heart is like throwing away a diamond just to pick a stone. Cheating is disrespectful, it kills joy, it kills trust, it kills everything. It means your partner is not enough for you. The problem with a lot of you is lack of emotional maturity and commitment. 

What is the point of wasting someone's time, if you can't be completely loyal & faithful to them, Why tell someone you love them, if secretly you're talking to or seeing someone else behind their back? If you don't know how to love someone properly, then at least do them a favour - Don't waste their time!

Spirit of happiness

 Happiness grows like wildflowers—unforced, untamed, rooted in the present. It lives in sunlight on your skin, in the wind that reminds you to breathe, in the quiet knowing that you belong to this earth, just as you are. Happiness is the wildflower that blooms in the meadow of your soul—untamed, unbidden, and always present when you stop to notice.

I'm confused and stuck with someone

 Being stuck with someone who can’t decide if they want to be with you or not feels like being on a ride you never signed up for. 

One moment, they pull you in, making you believe in something real, and the next, they push you away, too scared to let you in but not ready to let you go. 

It’s a back-and-forth cycle that keeps you hoping, doubting, and questioning everything. 

You’re not moving forward, but you also can’t walk away because every time you try, they do just enough to make you stay.

This kind of uncertainty isn’t just frustrating, it’s exhausting. 

Some days, it feels like things are finally falling into place, and other days, it feels like everything is slipping away. 

You start thinking that if you just try harder, wait longer, or prove yourself more, they’ll finally be ready. 

But love shouldn’t feel like an unanswered question. 

You shouldn’t have to beg for certainty or settle for the bare minimum just because they’re afraid of losing you.

You deserve more than someone who only reaches for you when they feel you pulling away. 

Love should feel safe, not full of doubt. It should be a clear choice, not a hesitation. 

When someone truly values you, they won’t make you question where you stand. 

They won’t give you half-hearted love or only show up when it’s convenient.

If you’re caught in someone’s indecision, take a step back and remember what you deserve. 

You deserve a love that is clear, steady, and real. 

You deserve to be chosen every single day, not just when it’s easy or when they’re lonely. And if someone can’t see your worth, maybe it’s time to walk away and find the love that never makes you doubt it.

Breakups hurts

 Yeah, the breakup hurts, but what exactly did you lose? What exactly are you going to miss? Someone who was comfortable going hours without communicating with you? Someone who made you feel like the last option rather than a top priority? Someone who never apologized and let you go to bed angry? Someone who belittled you every chance they got? 

Your heart will heal.

You'll stop crying.

You didn't lose anything.

Like a damn fool

 If you're innocent, you won't be defensive.

If you're loyal, you won't get mad when questioned.

Only the guilty react with anger when the truth gets too close.

Remember, a faithful man doesn't silence his woman...he clears her doubts with actions, not insults.

If you weren't hiding anything, you wouldn't act like a damn fool.

I am facing issues

 Men often miss one simple truth: when a woman loves, she doesn’t love halfway — she gives back what she receives, and then some.

A woman’s heart is like an echo, a reflection of energy. She reads a man’s words, his actions, his tone, his intentions — and if they all align, she mirrors it back.

Sometimes that reflection looks like tenderness, warmth, loyalty, and peace — a home for his soul.

Other times, it looks like silence, distance, and a door that quietly closed.

She doesn’t hold grudges. She isn’t vengeful.

She’s a mirror.

And she shows you exactly what you’ve given her.

You want a garden? Nurture it.

You want love? Love her.

You want loyalty? Be someone she can trust.

If you have a calm, kind, faithful woman by your side, that’s not luck — it’s what you built.

And if she’s become cold, guarded, or absent, that’s also not a mystery. You shaped that too.

Look at her… really look.

Because she’s not just your partner.

She’s your reflection.

I could’ve handled it better

I know I could’ve handled it better. 

I could’ve chosen my words more carefully, slowed down, made better decisions. But the truth is, I was hurting too. My mind was a mess, and everything felt so overwhelming that even the smallest choices felt impossible. I needed kindness just as much as anyone else, but instead, I kept trying to hold everything together when deep down, I just wanted to let it all fall apart. Now that things have settled, the guilt creeps in—quiet and heavy—and I keep thinking, maybe if I hadn’t been so rushed, if I’d had a little more space to catch my breath, maybe it wouldn’t have turned out the way it did.

I think about it a lot—how different things might’ve been if I wasn’t so caught up in trying to survive the moment. Maybe I wouldn’t have hurt people I cared about. Maybe I wouldn’t have lost the things I did. But when you’re in it, when your heart is louder than your head, it’s hard to see clearly. It’s easy to mess things up without meaning to. I know I should’ve done better. 

I just wish it didn’t take losing so much to understand how much pain I was carrying too.

I pull away

 I disappeared.

That’s just my thing.

When it gets too heavy,

when I don’t know what to say,

I pull away.

Not because I don’t care,

but because sometimes,

leaving feels safer

than trying to explain a heart

that’s too tired to speak.

I changed

 “I changed?” No—I learned. I learned that not everyone who says they care truly does. I learned that giving your all to people who only give you pieces will leave you empty. I learned to stop apologizing for growing, for setting boundaries, for choosing myself. Growth isn’t betrayal—it’s survival. And if that makes me different from who I was before, then I’m proud of the difference. Because every scar, every setback, taught me something strength never could have without the struggle.

I’m still me, just wiser. Softer where I need to be, stronger where I used to break. I didn’t change to please anyone—I grew to protect the parts of me I used to give away too freely. So no, I didn’t change. I learned—how to walk away, how to stay true to my worth, and how to never again shrink myself just to fit into spaces that never saw my value in the first place.

Don’t let a failed relationship become an emotional and mental prison

 Block him.

It doesn’t matter what he’s doing or where he's at anymore. 

Stop checking your notifications to see if his name pops up , stop going through old messages and reminiscing old times.

They’re just echoes of a love that wasn't love in the first place.

It was actually an attachment.

He has shown you time and time again, where you stand in his life, and we both know where that is. 

So answer me this .....

Why do you keep giving your energy to someone who couldn’t even appreciate your worth, after everything you've done for them?

Your life is nobody's but yours now.

Focus on them beautiful dreams you have had since childhood.

And fall back in love with yourself.

Don’t let a failed relationship become an emotional and mental prison.

You deserve a love that values, respects, and chooses you with every single day that passes.

I was afraid

 I was afraid of being rejected

Until I learned to never reject myself

I was afraid of being abandoned

Until I learned to never abandon myself

I was afraid of the opinions of others

Until I learned that they held no more weight than my own

I was afraid of painful endings

Until I realised that they were

also new beginnings

I was afraid of appearing weak

Until I realised how strong

I truly was

I was afraid of being seen as

small and unimportant

Until I discovered my

true power and potential

I was afraid of being

perceived as ugly

Until I learned to fully

appreciate my own beauty

I was afraid of failure

Until I learned that

it was an illusion

When viewed through

the eyes of love,

growth and learning

I was afraid of feeling low

Until I learned that it was

the birthplace of brilliance

And where my greatest

transformation occurred

I was afraid of change

Until I realised it was an

inevitable part of life

In a world full of things

temporary and fleeting

I was afraid of being alone

Until I learned to fully embrace

and appreciate my own company

I was afraid of my uniqueness

Until I learned that it was

where my greatness lay

I was afraid of the darkness

Until I remembered that I was the light

And I was afraid of life

Until I remembered who I was.

I chose ME

 You didn’t break my heart.

You broke the illusion I had of you.

The version of you I created

while ignoring the version that kept showing up. I kept painting over red flags with softer colors.

Kept rewriting your actions

into a love story that only I was living. Kept hoping that if I just loved harder, you’d eventually meet me there. But the truth is— you were never coming. You were standing still, while I was sprinting toward a future you never asked for. And now I see it clearly. You didn’t abandon me. You were never fully in. You just let me carry it all—

the effort, the love, the hope— until I ran out of strength and finally put it down. So no, you didn’t break my heart. 

You broke the version of reality I built to justify your inability to show up. And in a strange way,

I’m thankful. Because now I don’t have to wonder. Now I can finally stop waiting. Now I can finally choose me.

There are days when you feel like giving up

 I think it's brave that you get up in the morning even if your soul is weary and your bones ache for a rest.

I think it's brave that you keep on living even if you don't know how to anymore.

I think it's brave that you push away the waves rolling in every day and you decide to fight yet again.

I know there are days when you feel like giving up, but I think it's brave that you never do.

Choosing to be around people

 Sometimes you just start to feel it—like you’re no longer really welcome in a space you used to feel comfortable in. 

The way people talk to you changes, or maybe they stop talking much at all. You catch yourself second-guessing what you say, or staying quiet just to avoid being dismissed or misunderstood. It’s not always dramatic. It can be small things—a joke at your expense, being left out of plans, or just sensing that your presence isn’t valued the same way anymore. And still, a part of you stays, hoping something will shift back to how it used to be. Because it’s hard to walk away from people or places that once felt like home.

But staying too long in places where respect has faded slowly wears you down. You start to forget that you deserve to feel heard, appreciated, and safe being yourself. It’s not about being dramatic or holding grudges—it’s about recognizing when something just isn’t good for you anymore. Leaving doesn’t always mean slamming a door or making a scene. Sometimes it just means quietly choosing yourself. 

Choosing to be around people who make you feel like you matter without you having to fight for it. And that’s not selfish—it’s necessary.

Kindness and humility are the real legacies

Stay humble, and remember that no one is above anyone else. 

We all walk different paths, face unique struggles, yet we share the same inevitable truth: We all leave this world with nothing but the love we gave and the memories we made. 

Kindness and humility are the real legacies we leave behind.

It’s not about what we own or how high we climb; it’s about how we treated others along the way. Being compassionate, lifting others up, and letting humility guide your steps, add to a life well lived and well remembered there after. 

In the end, a humble heart leaves the most lasting impacts. 

Love is always meant to be calm

I hope you end up with someone who plants calm love. 

Someone who acknowledges your feelings, listens to your explanations, and stays kind even after a misunderstanding.

Someone who is safe to be told about your shortcomings and disappointments because you know that they always put themselves in the position to understand you.

Someone who does not resort into fights for petty reasons. Someone who makes you forget that you're carrying too much weight of the world. And someone who always speaks out of pure intentions. 

I hope you end up with that someone. Because, if there's anything you deserve, it is someone who learns how to love you in the the most gentle way. Someone who will remind you that love is always meant to be calm. 

Everything that you have wanted to be...

I'm building a house for myself 

where doors don't slam 

and people don't yell 

and love is scattered across a kitchen table 

that was built with kindness and respect.

I'm building a house for myself 

where the floors can be painted yellow 

and the tables can be painted blue 

because there is no right way to do anything 

except to do it with you.

I'm building a house for myself 

that will echo the feelings 

that live deep inside my chest 

but you will know that 

when you step into the rooms 

that were built by people 

who love one another 

with nothing but respect.

I'm building a house for myself 

that was made 

for lovers like me 

where there is space 

for you to be 

everything that you've always wanted to be ..

You don’t owe your whole life to tradition

 𝗜 𝗚𝗼𝘁 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱, 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗟𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗠𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳…

I thought getting married meant building a life together. I thought it would be our journey — full of laughter, memories, and growth. But instead, I stepped into someone else’s home, someone else’s rules, someone else’s idea of how we should live.

Living with in-laws was never part of my dream. I tried to adjust. I tried to be respectful. I smiled when I was tired. I stayed silent when I was hurting. I said “it’s okay” when it clearly wasn’t.

But slowly… I disappeared.

I couldn’t cook the way I wanted.

I couldn’t parent the way I believed.

I couldn’t speak freely in my own home.

Every decision, every move — watched, questioned, judged.

I started to forget what peace felt like.

What love without conditions felt like.

What it meant to be a wife — not a guest.

And my marriage? It suffered.

Not because we didn’t love each other, but because we couldn’t breathe.

We couldn’t talk without whispers around us.

We couldn’t disagree without extra eyes or extra voices getting involved.

We weren’t building a home.

We were surviving inside someone else’s.

To every wife or mom reading this:

You deserve a space to grow.

A space to love without fear.

To raise your kids the way you want.

To make mistakes. To learn. To be free.

So yes — get married. But build your own home.

Even if it’s small, even if it’s simple — let it be yours.

Because peace, privacy, and partnership? That’s the foundation no one should take away from you.

You don’t owe your whole life to tradition.

You owe it to yourself — and to your marriage — to protect your space.

Be soft and be you

Be soft. Rest when you can. Take time to sip your coffee (or tea). Study a leaf. Scooch down low and witness the beauty of moss and its art. Paint colors in your mind. Turn a corner of a room into an oasis. Clear out the clutter. Stack books any way you please. Paint a wall pink or blue or yellow. Follow the vines in your soul and climb up or down or swing back and forth. Listen to your heart. It knows what you need. Slow down when confused. Pause inside the tidepools and breathe. Ask the night to bring you dreams. Ask the day to bring you slices of daydreams. Sprinkle soul juice on your heart. Soften those brow furrows and nibble on dark chocolate. This world wants to change you. Say no. Be soft. Be you. 

True fact

 Someone said this to me & it hit me hard:

"If you know how difficult and long it took some people to recover their peace of mind and happiness, you'll understand why they shut all doors at any potential negativity and also why they can be so selective about who they allow in their lives."

Life teaches us many things

 "Sometimes life teaches us that the most precious things are those that are priceless.

It's the smell of morning coffee, the gentle sound of rain hitting the window, or the glow of a sunset that momentarily stops time.

The simplest things have a silent strength.

We are reminded that in the midst of chaos what really matters is not what we can accumulate, but the moments we can feel.

Simplicity has a kind of magic.

It's in the laughter without reason, in the flower that blooms in the middle of the concrete, in the tight embrace of someone we love. It's these details that make us realize that we don't need much to feel complete.

Life moves fast and the beauty is in learning to slow down, to see what’s always in front of us, but we often forget to appreciate it.

In the end, it is not the great achievements that define our story, but the small gestures, those that maybe no one sees, but those that fill the soul. 💕

I content on my own

 I’m honestly really content on my own. I love slow evenings, just sitting with random music playing in the background, letting the day wind down at its own pace. I enjoy eating alone at my favorite spots, taking my time, no rush. Long showers, quiet nights—there’s a kind of peace in that.

But sometimes, especially late at night, there’s this little ache. Not because I’m lonely, but because I wonder what it would be like to have someone to share it all with. Like, just talking about random stuff—how my day was, something funny I saw, or how pretty the sky looked. A hand to hold, no reason needed. A sleepy goodnight call, a shared laugh over something dumb, walking home together in comfortable silence.

I’m happy, really. But sometimes, I think it’d be even sweeter to share that happiness with someone who gets it.

You are stronger than anyone

 It's okay.. 

You'll be okay.

Maybe not now but one day you will.

Don't be so hard on yourself. You're doing your best already. 

Maybe you're feeling so overwhelmed and exhausted. Maybe you feel like giving up everything all at once because you just had enough..

But you're stronger than this. 

I believe in you.

I struggle and fight, trip and fall

 Yes, I know that sometimes I struggle and fight, trip and fall..

And all you do is want to help me because you care about me.

I love you for that, but this is my journey and there are just some things I have to do on my own.

It doesn’t mean I don’t care about you or that I always want to do it all by myself.

It just means that I have gotten this far in my life with courage, strength and belief.

Belief that I can do anything if I put my mind to it.

Belief that I’m strong enough to get knocked down and still get up and keep fighting.

Belief that I’m going to get where I need to be, one way or another.

Maybe I won’t take the easy road and perhaps I’ll fall a time or two, but I’ve got this, I’ll figure it out- I always do.

So, if you want to support me, cheer me on and hold my hand through the hard stuff, step out, step up and be the person I need you to be.

I’m not asking you for anything..except to just be yourself.

I don’t want you to try to save the day or fight the battles for me.

I’m hard to read some days and there’s times when you can’t figure out what I’m going through,

But that’s okay.

Stand beside me through the storms and look for me when the rain stops,

Because sometimes, I’ll need you to be there to help me pick up the pieces and heal from the hardships.

But above all else, know this:

Beyond the tough times and struggles of a life well traveled, I’ll be there,

Waiting for you with a smile on my face and fire in my soul.

I’m many things in this life: friend, lover, partner, sibling,provider..

But what I will always be most of all is a fighter and survivor.

And no one can ever take that away from me.

Do what feels it is right

 I think I finally understand why people aren’t always drawn to me the way they are to others. 

It’s not that I’m unapproachable or boring—it’s just that I’m genuinely fine being on my own. I can sit in a coffee shop, sipping my usual order, without that restless urge to check my phone or scan the room for familiar faces. 

I can walk through the supermarket, picking out what I need, completely indifferent to the curious glances of people who think grocery shopping should be a social event. I can sit in Jollibee, enjoying my favorite burger, not minding the chatter around me, not feeling the need to fill the empty seat beside me. 

There’s no loneliness in these moments, no lingering sadness. Just me, existing as I am, content in my own company.

The people in my life seem to understand this without me having to explain it. They don’t push or question the space I take for myself; they respect it without making a big deal out of it. And I appreciate that more than I could ever say. I don’t build walls, but somehow, they know where the line is, and they honor it. 

Maybe that’s what makes it all feel right—this quiet balance between solitude and connection, between being alone and never truly feeling lonely.

I am empty

 Another night, another goodbye.

Another love story, another broken heart.

Another dream slipped away just as quietly as it came.

I sit here, wiping away the tears, wondering why I keep letting myself believe in love.

The promise, the hope of a happily ever after..fallen and broken apart on the mantle of the same forever I thought I’d finally found.

Empty.

A broken heart may be figurative, but it’s more real than most physical pain will ever be.

There’s begin so many hopes and dreams that have ended up slipping through my fingers, dying the painful death that characterizes love.

With every goodbye, I do learn a little more about myself, about life.

And I’m fighting not to let my heart bleed out.

I don’t want to stop feeling- I want to believe that love can be forever, but every time I watch someone turn and walk away, I feel myself drifting further away.

And as I feel the solitary tear roll down my cheek, the sadness overwhelms me.

It doesn’t matter how much I loved, how hard I tried or any of that.

Only that I failed, again.

Will the sun rise and find me believing again?

I don’t know.

All I do know is that the darkness of twilight is all I can feel, the bleakness.

And I am empty.

I hope it’s only temporary.

Tomorrow, I will try again.

Maybe it’ll be different then.

I like watching movies alone

 When I was younger, I always wondered how some people can go in movie theatres alone. I always thought that it has to be the loneliest thing in the world to do, then eating alone at a restaurant is second.

But I see it now.

I see it clearly now that life is not always about cuddles and holding hands. That it's not always about the movie dates and the travel goals because most of the time, it's about you finding peace in the simple things that you do. I eventually learned that life can get so busy that there will be days when you just want to shut everyone out and be with no one but yourself even for just a little while.

I don't know, maybe I'm getting old and becoming less fun of a person to be with. But if this is what peace feels like, hey—I'll take it.

Life’s too short

 If you can’t find true love,

focus on working hard, earning money, and enjoying the peace of single life!

No one dies from being single, but many suffer with the wrong partner.

Life’s too short! choose peace. Embrace your freedom and prioritize your happiness..

Protect your energy

 When you naturally attract attention without even trying, be careful. That kind of light, so effortless and genuine, doesn’t just draw admiration. It also stirs up envy in the hearts of those still searching for their own shine.

Not everyone who claps for you is truly happy for you. Some are watching, waiting, for you to dim, for you to slip. And the hardest part? You didn’t ask for this spotlight. You were just being yourself. Just showing up with your heart wide open, your spirit unfiltered, your presence undeniable.

So guard your peace. Protect your energy. Stay kind, but don’t be naive. Because when you carry a rare kind of light, you’ll notice that some people will try to shade it, simply because they can’t figure out how to find their own.

But don’t shrink.

Let them stare. Let them whisper. Let them wonder how you glow the way you do.

Keep shining anyway.

I’m delayed in life

 I know I’m delayed in life—not because of bad luck, but because of the wrong decisions I’ve made. And that’s okay. I have no regrets because every choice, every mistake, and every lesson has shaped me into who I am today.

I don’t feel envy when I see others succeed. Instead, I celebrate their wins, knowing that success is abundant and that my turn will come in due time.

Life isn’t a race. I trust my own journey, and I know that one day, the favor will be on my side. Until then, I’ll keep learning, growing, and moving forward with a heart full of hope.

You have the right to live a life

 "You don't have to explain why you want what you want, why you do what you do, why you love what you love, why you need this and not that. 

You have the right to live a life that some people don't understand."

Balance isn’t about guilt or restraint

 You’re allowed to enjoy what you’ve worked hard for. Not everything has to be justified by necessity or productivity. 

It’s okay to spend money on something that makes you smile, to say yes to a weekend away, or to buy the thing that feels a little extra—just because it brings you joy. Life isn’t meant to be an endless loop of bills, deadlines, and waiting for the next break. Sometimes, you don’t need a reason bigger than, I wanted to feel good today.

It doesn’t have to be extravagant. A slow morning with your favorite coffee, a spontaneous dinner out, a small upgrade to your space—these are the moments that remind you you’re not just getting through life, you’re actually living it. 

Balance isn’t about guilt or restraint; it’s about letting yourself feel alive in between the obligations. You’re not here just to survive. Let yourself enjoy it.

If I ever stop communicating with you

 If I ever stop communicating with you, don't worry, I don't hate you. Maybe I'm tired of getting your attention. I literally asked for the bare minimum, and you made me feel like I was asking for too much. I noticed, but I didn't say anything, because I always try to understand, even if it hurts me.

Sorry. I'm done.

The saddest thing isn’t always the breakup

 The saddest thing isn’t always the breakup... it’s watching a woman slowly lose herself while trying to hold onto a man who was never good for her in the first place. You watch her spirit dim. Her smile doesn’t reach her eyes anymore. The woman who once lit up a room now moves like a ghost of herself... quiet, tired, emotionally worn out. She stops dressing up, stops doing her hair, loses that fire in her laugh. Not because she’s lazy or careless, but because she’s drained from constantly trying to prove her worth to a man who never deserved her in the first place.

It’s heartbreaking to see how some men don’t break women loudly. They do it silently. With emotional neglect. With criticism disguised as honesty. With the kind of inconsistency that keeps her questioning if she’s the problem. And little by little, she starts to shrink.

If you're reading this and you're in a relationship where you don’t feel seen, heard, supported, or loved... I pray for your strength. I pray for your healing. And I pray that one day, you wake up and realize you deserve a love that lifts you, not one that tears you down. A man that makes you bloom, not wilt. Your heart, your light, and your peace should never be the price you pay to stay.

I never chose this path in my life

 I never chose this path in my life..

It chose me.

I didn’t set out to be strong, I just wanted to be happy..

I ended up getting strong in the process.

The twists and the turns, the failures and falls, they all tried to bring me down.

I smiled as life tried to consume me in the fire of struggle..for it knew my warrior heart that it was forging in the flames.

I wasn’t a survivor, I was a fighter.

I didn’t just walk through the fire, I became it.

Truthfully, I only had two choices- rise up and rise above or plummet to rock bottom.

Strong women don’t know how to quit, it’s not in my genes.

I may have started this life bright eyed and innocent, but I’ve emerged a fiery Phoenix, able to overcome anything.

People will compliment my courageous and never-say- die attitude, because they don’t know the price I’ve paid to become the person I am.

The hard nights crying tears, wondering why life was so hard, the challenging days when everything went wrong..they’ll never know my journey to be stronger, wiser and better..

And they don’t have to.

I did everything for myself, because I had dreams to chase and goals to attain- and I knew no one could get me there but me.

I’ve picked myself up countless times, had my heart broken too often, but I always found my way..

Eventually, I even found myself and self love along the way.

That thing called love?

I have plenty of it for myself and my people- I’m fine with my life staying that way if that’s how it ends up.

I built high walls around my heart after all the bad choices that led to heartbreak, so I’m in no hurry to find true love.

If love does come calling, great, but it will have to be on my terms.

I’ll never settle, sacrifice or compromise myself or my principles.

To the right one, I won’t have to explain who I am..they’ll just know.

So, until that person shows up, I’m going to keep flying high and loving my life..

I’ve paid dearly to become who I am, so I’m living every day to its fullest and chasing the things that fill my soul.

Maybe I’m not perfect, but I’m not trying to be..I’ll leave that for all the fake people following ridiculous trends to be just like everyone else.

I’m perfectly imperfect in my own beautiful unique way.

And you know what?

I’d rather be happy than perfect.

So that’s just what I’ll be.

My way, my style, my choices..

That’s what strong women do..

And that’s what I’ll always be.

Strong, proud and unstoppable.

What is meant for you will never pass you

 People with patience have the most beautiful endings. Life doesn’t always unfold the way we want it to, but those who trust the process, who endure the waiting, always find themselves exactly where they’re meant to be. 

Patience isn’t just about waiting, it’s about believing, even when nothing makes sense. It’s about having faith that the right things will come, not when we demand them, but when we’re truly ready to receive them.  

The most beautiful stories aren’t rushed; they take time, filled with lessons, detours, and silent battles no one sees. But in the end, those who remain patient, who keep their hearts steady despite the storms, are the ones who find peace, love, and success that lasts. Because what is meant for you will never pass you by; it’s just waiting for the right moment to arrive.

I’d rather be misunderstood with you than accepted without you.

 I know some people don’t like us together, and maybe they never will—but honestly, that’s not our problem. 

We’re not here to fit into their expectations or earn their approval. They don’t see the way we hold each other down when things get messy, the way we argue and still choose each other anyway, or how we laugh at things only we find funny. They don’t see the reality of us, the parts that matter—the trust we’ve built, the comfort we bring, the way we just get each other even when words fall short.

What we have isn’t for show, and it doesn’t need validation from the outside. It’s real in the way real things usually are—imperfect, raw, and worth it. I’m okay with people misunderstanding us, because they only see a snapshot, not the story. And if loving each other means standing apart from the crowd sometimes, so be it. 

I’d rather be misunderstood with you than accepted without you.

Your spark will eventually return

 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽, read this:

1. This is a Phase.

Tough times are just a phase.

They don't last forever.

Life is a cycle of highs and lows.

Remember, this too shall pass.

You're in the middle of the storm now, but clear skies are ahead. Hold on.

2. You Are Stronger Than You Think.

Never underestimate your resilience.

- You've survived 100% of your bad days.

- Inside you, there is an inner strength.

- Your potential is greater than any problem.

Remember, you're stronger and more capable than you believe.

3. Small Steps Count.

Progress isn't always a leap forward.

Sometimes it's tiny, almost imperceptible steps.

Each step, no matter how small, brings you closer to your goal.

Celebrate every bit of progress. Slow and steady can still win the race. Keep moving forward.

4. Remember Your 'Why'.

Think back to the reasons why you started.

Reconnect with your motivation and your goals.

5. Failure is a Stepping Stone.

It's okay to fall but it's important to rise again.

Every setback brings learning opportunities.

Remember, every great success story involves overcoming obstacles.

Keep going. Your story is being written.

6. Practice Self-Care.

Self-care is essential, especially during tough times.

- Eat nutritious food

- Exercise regularly

- Get adequate sleep

- Connect with loved ones

- Engage in activities that bring joy.

It’s not selfish, it's survival. Your well-being matters.

7. It's Okay to Ask for Help.

Remember, you're not alone in this journey.

- Reach out to friends, family, or professionals

- Open up about your struggles

- Seek support when you need it

Strength isn't just about enduring in silence. It's also knowing when to ask for help.

Fight for yourself. No matter how difficult it becomes, never let yourself give in.

After some time, your spark will eventually return.

You will come out happier, healthier, and wiser.

We are in this together.🙌

I'M DONE EXPLAINING MYSELF

It took me too long to understand that no matter how much I explain my side, some people will twist it to fit their narrative. I used to pour my heart out, desperately hoping they'd see the truth, but l've learned the hard way-if someone truly wanted to understand, they wouldn't make me beg for it.

If you've already decided I'm the villain in your story, fine. I'm not going to keep bending over backwards trying to prove I'm good enough, worthy enough, or innocent enough. The truth is, the more I explain, the more power I give to someone who doesn't want to hear it.

Let them believe what they want.

Let them say it was all my fault.

Let them stay stuck in their version of events.

LET. THEM.

I won't defend myself anymore. Because l've realized something crucial-explaining myself over and over doesn't bring peace. It only exhausts me. It only reinforces their narrative, because if they really cared to understand, they would've listened the first time.

I'm reclaiming my energy.

I'm walking away from the endless loop of justification and debate.

I deserve connections where I don't have to fight for my truth to be seen.

If my silence makes you uncomfortable, then be uncomfortable.

If my choice not to explain feels like defeat to you, that's on you.

I'm no longer concerned with trying to win a battle I never agreed to fight.

I'm done begging to be understood.

I'm done begging for kindness, respect, and empathy that should've been given freely.

I'm done putting myself on trial in a court that was never fair to begin with.

I'M DONE.

The only explanation I owe is to myself: that I choose peace over their noise.

I choose to move on without the weight of constantly trying to be heard by people who are committed to misunderstanding me.

Let them think what they want.

LET THEM GO.

I will not explain myself again.

Because, honestly, I don't need to.

Version of me is gone

 At some point, you reach a moment of quiet rebellion — not loud, not dramatic, just a firm decision in your spirit. You whisper to yourself, “This is the last time I allow anyone to make me feel small, unworthy, or invisible.” And something shifts. You stop explaining your worth. You stop shrinking to fit into spaces that were never built for your light. You realize that the way others treat you is a reflection of their own battles — but how you allow it to continue is entirely yours to own or to end.

From that moment forward, you choose yourself — not with bitterness, but with peace. You begin to stand taller, speak softer truths with louder confidence, and no longer second-guess the boundaries you set. You protect your peace like it’s sacred, because it is. And the people who once thrived off your silence will notice your strength — not for applause, but as a quiet warning: "That version of me is gone. This is who I am now"

Healing

Healing is a process.  Allow yourself to feel the pain, the anger, the confusion.  With time, the memories will fade, and you'll find strength in the lessons learned.

Sometimes being understanding is more important than being right

Sometimes being understanding is more important than being right...

Sometimes we need not a brilliant mind that speaks but a patient heart that listens...

Not keen eyes that always see faults but open arms that accept..

Not a finger that point out mistakes but a gentle hands that leads..

Never forget how far you've come

 Never forget how far you've come. Everything you have gotten through. 

All the times you have pushed on even when you felt you couldn't. 

All the mornings you got out of bed no matter how hard it was. 

All the times you wanted to give up but you got through another day. 

Never forget how much strength you have learned and developed along the way.

Let them be wrong about you

 Let them be wrong about you.

Let them talk. Let them assume.

The truth doesn’t stop being true just because someone else refuses to see it.

Peace is knowing who you are—

even when others choose not to.

Every relationship will get “Boring”

 Every relationship will get “Boring” after you've been together for years. 

Love isn't just a feelings. It's a commitment to love every day, physically and emotionally. 

It's difficult, it's not always laughs, smiles and fun. 

People tend to quit when it's stop being fun, and they go look for someone else, because “the spark is gone”. No, that's not how it works.

You want somebody to never give up on you and love unconditionally then do the same.

Be the change. 

Love someone when you don't want to. When they aren't the easiest to deal with. When they are hard to love. 🤍

I'm in pain

 I'm in pain, but I need to pretend that I'm okay...

Each passing day, I have to hide the sadness and pain I feel...

I can't show others the weight I'm carrying because I know there are people counting on me...

So even when it's hard, I force myself to keep going...

Behind every smile is a heart trying to heal, and behind every laugh is a soul fighting to stay strong...

Trust in one truthful person

 “Sometimes it takes just one unloyal person to make us lose trust in all of humanity. Then it takes just one truthful person to make us trust in people again.

Sometimes it takes just one toxic person to make us hate the whole world. Then it takes just one caring person to make us fall in love with the world again.

Never underestimate the power of just one person, because each of us has the capacity to either brighten up or completely destroy someone else's world.”

Love is intensely reciprocal

 Men, unfortunately, do not always understand a very simple truth: the woman, when she loves... is intensely reciprocal.

Female nature is like an echo, an emotional reflection.

Let's absorb man's attitude towards us on an intuitive and energetic level — his words, his actions, his intentions... and if these match each other.

And then, just... we give it back.

What goes around — comes around.

Sometimes like tenderness, care, peace and a home to rest from the world.

Other times... like coldness, distance and a closed door forever.

Because a woman is not a grudge

It's not vindictive.

It's a mirror.

And it reflects exactly what you have put into it.

Do you want a garden? Take care of it.

Do you want love? Love her.

Do you want loyalty? Be worthy of trust.

If you have a calm, warm, loyal and loving woman by your side — it's not a coincidence. It is the result of your actions.

And if next to you there is coldness and emptiness, it's not a coincidence either. You are a reflection of what you sow.

Look at your woman... and you will see who you really are.

Because she is your mirror. 

Every man wishes he had a GOOD WOMAN

Every man wishes he had a GOOD WOMAN, but what he doesn't realize is that good women with kind hearts have REAL emotions.

They feel deeply, love passionately, and are EXTREMELY affectionate and loyal.

Because of their soft hearts, they can easily become frustrated, upset, or emotional. However, they will love you with all their heart and soul.

They might be moody, but you can be sure that they will offer a LOVE that is hard to find anywhere else.💛

Be the person who still tries

 Be the person who still tries.

After failure, after frustration, after disappointment, after exhaustion, after heartache, be the person who musters up the courage to believe that a new attempt can manifest a new outcome. Be the person who still tries.

Kindness is the strongest kind of revenge

 There will always be people who misunderstand you, who judge you unfairly, or spread false stories about you. And yes, it can be exhausting trying to defend yourself or prove them wrong. 

But I’ve learned that my energy is better spent on growth—not on seeking validation from those who choose not to see the truth. I choose peace over drama. I choose progress over proving a point. I choose to stand with people who inspire growth, who lead with kindness, and who see the good in others.

Let them talk—I no longer carry the weight of their opinions. Because in the end, what truly matters is the love and support of those who genuinely believe in me. And that, to me, is more powerful than any noise or negativity.

Kindness is the strongest kind of revenge, and I’ll keep choosing it every single time. ✨

Easter Sunday 🐣

EASTER SUNDAY is today, April 20, 2025. It's a significant holiday in the Christian calendar, commemorating the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead. Easter is considered the holiest day in Christianity and marks the end of Holy Week, Lent, and the Easter Triduum.

THE EASTER EGG RABBIT, also known as the Easter Bunny, is a beloved symbol of Easter, originating from German folklore. This legendary rabbit is said to bring Easter eggs, candy and sometimes toys to children's homes, similar to Santa Claus.

*The Origins:*

The Easter Bunny's origins date back to medieval Germany, where the rabbit was seen as a symbol of fertility and rebirth. According to legend, the Easter Hare would judge children's behavior and reward good ones with colored eggs and gifts.

*Symbolism:*

- *EGGS*: Represent new life, resurrection and Jesus' emergence from the tomb.

- *RABBITS *: Symbolize fertility, rebirth and new beginnings.

HAPPY EASTER SUNDAY

Happy Easter 🐣

Pray until your situation changes. Miracles happen every day, so never stop believing. God can change things very quickly in your life.

He is Risen.

Happy Easter Sunday🙏🐣🐰

As you grow older, you start to realize that peace of mind is worth more than attention

As you grow older, you start to realize that peace of mind is worth more than attention, approval, or even ambition. The loud nights and endless chasing slowly lose their appeal, and you begin to crave the quiet—the kind of silence that doesn’t feel empty, but safe. You learn that not every battle is worth fighting, not every invitation deserves your energy, and not every connection needs to be held onto. Maturity teaches you that real wealth isn’t measured in what you have, but in how gently you can sleep at night.

The more life unfolds, the more you understand that peace isn’t found in chaos disguised as excitement. It’s in the boundaries you keep, the people who don’t make you question your worth, and the choices that align with your soul. You stop trying to impress and start trying to breathe. Because at the end of the day, when the noise fades and the crowd disappears, all that truly matters is whether your heart is light, your mind is quiet, and your spirit feels at home within itself.

Never regret the love you give

 Never regret the love you give.

It returns to you in another time, in another person, in other circumstances, but it always comes back to you.

In my silent days, I wished I had forgiven myself sooner

In my silent days, I wished I hadn’t treated myself badly for not getting on the better side of life.

To understand that not all my failures in my life were my fault, that there were circumstances that were out of my control. If only I had been gentler with myself, maybe the damage would have been lesser. Maybe there’s peace in not getting all the answers.

In my silent days, I wished I had forgiven myself sooner.

Don’t let distractions or temporary temptations take you away from the one who was there

 If you truly value the person who stood by your side when you had nothing, stop taking their loyalty for granted.

Stop seeking excitement or attention from those who don’t know your struggles, while neglecting the one who stayed through the tough times. A partner who loves you for who you are, not for what you can offer, deserves your full appreciation. They’re not asking for riches or status, they just want your time, attention, and effort, the things that truly matter.

Appreciate the person who believed in you when no one else did. The praise or attention you might receive from others may feel thrilling in the moment, but it’s fleeting. It quickly fades, while the person who was there during your hardest days is still offering you something real and enduring.

This is someone who loves the real you; flaws, imperfections, and all; not just the image you project to the world. They’ve seen your vulnerabilities, your challenges, and your fears, and yet, they chose to stay. That kind of devotion is rare, and if you don’t recognize its value now, you may come to regret it when it’s gone.

Don’t let distractions or temporary temptations take you away from the one who was there when you had nothing. Value and appreciate the person who’s always had your back, because someone like that is hard to find, and even harder to replace.

One of the hardest goodbyes

 *“One of the hardest goodbyes happens when you love someone but realize that building a healthy relationship with them is impossible.

Staying means waiting for changes that will never come, tolerating pain, accepting the bare minimum, and losing yourself in the process of trying to hold on. Walking away will hurt, but it is the first step toward healing. Staying will only deepen the wound.

Sometimes, you choose to leave—not because the love is gone, but because self-love teaches you to protect yourself. And so, with love, you walk away.

Don’t be afraid of losing people. Be afraid of losing yourself while trying to please everyone around you.”*

A kind of support for strength

 Sometimes, I just need someone to be there. Not to fix anything or do anything special, but just to let me feel supported and cared about. 

In my silent moments, I find solace and a sense of belonging. It’s the silent presence that speaks volumes, reminding me I’m not alone. 

A kind of support that nourishes my spirit, giving me the strength to face my challenges and chaos with a bit more hope and resilience.

Having someone who listens without judgment, who holds space for my feelings, is a rare and precious gift. It’s in these gentle, unspoken connections that I discover the true essence of what it means to be normal. 

Someone who can offer a safe haven where I can be my true self, free from the pressures to hide my vulnerabilities. 

These moments teach me the profound impact of empathy and compassion, showing me that sometimes, the greatest gift we can offer each other is simply our presence.

What haunts me

 He broke me more times than I can count—so often that I lost track of the first crack, the first ache. And still, I chose him. Again and again. Not because I was weak, but because I believed love was supposed to fight… that it could heal what pain had already tainted. I held on to that fragile hope like it was a lifeline, even as it choked me.

I became the caretaker of my own ruins—gathering the shards of my heart, stitching myself together after every storm he brought. I whispered to myself that this time, maybe he’d see me bleeding and finally care. But each time he came back, it was with the same hands—the same cold, careless hands that tore through me like I was nothing.

He didn’t just hurt me. He watched me crumble. He saw the light go out in my eyes and stayed long enough to watch it flicker back—just to extinguish it again.

What haunts me is that he knew. He knew I would stay. That I’d find excuses for him. That I’d wear my own pain like armor and call it love. He weaponized my forgiveness, turned it into permission.

That’s the cruelest kind of love—the one that doesn’t fear losing you because it knows your heart is loyal, even to the one who keeps breaking it.

You deserve someone who never puts your trust on the line

 TRUST IS A PRECIOUS GIFT And once it’s broken, even if you forgive, it never returns quite the same.

Trust is not just a word—it’s a promise. It’s the invisible thread that holds two people together. It says, “I believe in you,” “I feel safe with you,” and “I can be vulnerable here.” But when that thread is snapped by betrayal, it’s more than just pain—it’s a wound that cuts through the heart, the mind, and the soul.

We often give second chances—not because we’re weak, but because we hope. Hope that it was a mistake. Hope that love will be enough. Hope that things will go back to the way they were.

But here’s what they don’t always tell you: One betrayal—one lie, one deception—can reveal the character of someone you thought you knew. And sometimes, the truth is more painful than the lie itself. Because it wasn’t just about what they did, it’s about how easily they were willing to do it.

You’ll question yourself: “Was I not enough?” “What did I do wrong?” But remember this— It wasn’t about your worth. It was about their choices.

You don’t have to carry the weight of someone else's decisions. You don’t have to keep giving chances to someone who keeps giving you pain. You don’t have to let love become a battlefield where your peace is the first casualty.

Protect your peace. Guard your heart. Love yourself enough to walk away when staying means shrinking.

Sometimes the strongest thing you can do is choose silence over begging, distance over confusion, and healing over chaos.

You are not too sensitive. You are not overreacting. You are simply recognizing what your heart tried to ignore— That trust, once broken, may never fit the same again.

And that’s okay. Because healing is not about fixing what broke— It’s about building something stronger… for yourself.

You deserve someone who never puts your trust on the line. Someone who protects your heart like it’s their own. Until then, choose you. Every time.

Be the man who turns woman's world into poetry

 Great lovers are made, not born. Love is an art, and when a man understands this art, he can create magic in a woman’s life.

For a woman, love is not just an experience—it is a transformation. When she dives deep into the ocean of love, she does not remain the same. She blooms, she glows, she becomes the most beautiful version of herself.

This art of love is a blessing for her. It is the oxygen that keeps her soul alive, the warmth that makes her feel safe, and the light that helps her see the world in brighter colors. She craves this kind of love, not because she is weak, but because she is meant to experience it. It is her birthright to be loved in a way that makes her heart dance.

At least once in her life, every woman deserves to experience this magic—to know how a violin’s melody feels like whispers of love, how colors blend like emotions, how chocolate melts like passion, and how seeds touch the soil with a promise of life. Love, when given with depth and devotion, is a luxury. It is not something ordinary—it is extraordinary.

When a woman is loved this way, she becomes a different woman. She walks with grace, speaks with softness, and carries a light in her eyes that the world cannot ignore. She no longer doubts her worth because love has shown her that she is precious.

And dear men, if you wish to be remembered, if you wish to leave a mark on her heart, learn the art of love. Be the man who turns her world into poetry, who makes her believe in magic, who teaches her that love, when done right, is the most beautiful masterpiece.❤️

I want to connect with others’ pain

 Sometimes, I regret being the one who absorbs others’ rants and dramas. It’s hard to offer advice when deep down, I’m struggling with my own hidden battles, trying to solve them in silence. 

I want to connect with others’ pain, to make them feel understood, but in doing so, I often neglect my own wounds. The weight of their problems, combined with my own excruciating emotional burden, leaves me feeling drained and alone, unable to find the solace I need.

I’ve come to realize that I can’t always be the pillar others lean on. There are moments when I long to step away, to let go of the responsibility of holding others up, but a part of me still wants to make them feel secure. Yet, I know I need to retreat, to focus on healing myself. I owe it to myself to find peace, to process my thoughts in solitude, and to be there for my own well-being. So, for now, I need to take care of me, to find the strength to heal, so that one day I can return and offer my support with a heart that’s whole.

Using someone's loyalty

 He BROKE her more times than she could count, and STILL, she kept choosing him.

She held on, hoping love could fix what PAIN had already damaged. She picked up the pieces he shattered, just for him to come back with the same hands that TORE her apart. He didn't just hurt her he watched her struggle, knowing he was the reason. 

And the worst part? He KEPT doing it. Not because he didn't know better... but because he knew she'd stay.

That's not love. That's using someone's loyalty to keep BREAKING them.

It’s okay to mourn

 You're not stuck because you can’t leave—you're stuck because you gave them everything. Everything you ever wished someone would give you. The love you never received, the understanding you always craved, the safe space you needed but never found... you gave it all to them. Your heart, your body, your time, your softest pieces. You loved them from your wounds, not your scars. That’s why it hurts so deeply.

You opened up in ways you swore you never would again. You told them things you kept buried for years. You shared your insecurities, your trauma, your dreams, your fears. You made space for them in your most sacred places. And now that it’s over or crumbling, it feels like you’ve lost a piece of you—because you kind of did.

And the idea of starting over? Exhausting. Because who wants to explain themselves all over again? Who wants to reintroduce their triggers, their past, their favorite songs, or what helps them feel safe? You don’t want to hold your breath around someone new wondering if they'll use your vulnerabilities against you the same way the last person did. You’re not afraid of being alone… you’re afraid of being let down again after opening up.

But hear this—you are not foolish for loving deeply. You didn’t mess up by being vulnerable. That was strength. That was love in its purest form. The mistake was thinking someone else could love you as much as you loved them, without realizing they hadn’t even learned how to love themselves yet.

It’s okay to rest. It’s okay to mourn what could’ve been. But don’t let the wrong person stop you from eventually giving the right one the version of you that still believes in love. You’re worthy of being loved the way you love others. And that person? That person will thank you for surviving the people who didn’t know how to treat your heart. ❤️‍🩹

The meaning of true connection

 I’ve always carried my struggles quietly, not because I don’t need support, but because I’ve grown used to facing the storms alone. Maybe it’s the weight of self-reliance, or maybe it’s the fear of being misunderstood. But even in my silence, I notice the ones who reach out—the ones who see beyond the surface and choose to stay. I may not always know how to let them in, but their presence speaks volumes in ways words never could.

I’ll always remember those who offered their time and care without waiting for an invitation, who gave their kindness freely when I had nothing to give back. It’s not the grand displays that stay with me—it’s the quiet gestures, the unwavering loyalty, the compassion that doesn’t seek recognition. That kind of love leaves a mark that lingers long after the moment has passed.

And someday, when the roles are reversed, I’ll show up too—not out of obligation, but because love like that deserves to be honored. To those who stayed, who saw me when I felt unseen—thank you. You’ve taught me the meaning of true connection, and I’ll carry that lesson with me always.

Mature plans for future

 "Someday, I want to be committed to someone who has mature plans for our future together."

Not just a fling, not just for fun, but a serious relationship. 

I don’t want to waste my years over and over again with someone who was only good in the beginning. 🩶

Remember to start each new day with a grateful heart

 Life is full of surprises; you never know what tomorrow will bring. So, let go of yesterday's worries and sadness, enjoy the simple little things in the present moment that bring you joy. 

Remember to start each new day with a grateful heart, and learn to celebrate each day as if it were your last!

Surround yourself with people who care, who listen

 Nothing cuts deeper than knowing you were manipulated and lied to by the person you loved.

The pain of betrayal can be overwhelming, especially when it comes from someone you trusted with your heart. It's like a wound that won't heal, a constant reminder of the lies, the manipulation, and the deceit.

You replay the memories, wondering how you missed the signs, how you didn't see it coming. You question your own judgment, your own worth, and your own sanity. The self-doubt creeps in, making you feel like you're walking on shaky ground.

But here's the thing: you are not to blame. The fault lies with the person who chose to manipulate and deceive. You were a victim of their games, and it's okay to acknowledge the pain and hurt they've caused.

Take the time to heal, to grieve, and to process your emotions. Surround yourself with people who care, who listen, and who validate your feelings. You deserve to be believed, to be heard, and to be loved truthfully. Don't settle for anything less.

Sometimes I can’t help but worry…

What if I’m not here tomorrow?

Who’s going to understand my child the way I do?

Who will know how they like their food prepared?

Who will feed them when they’re hungry, not just with meals, but with love and patience?

Who will hold them close when they cry, even if they say they’re fine?

If I’m not around, who will cover them at night when they kick off the blanket in their sleep?

Who will sense their mood without needing a word?

Who will pray over them every night like I do, with tears, hope, and a heart full of love?

Sometimes I can’t help but worry…

What if they get sick and I’m not there to sit by their side all night?

What if life gets tough, and I’m not around to remind them how strong they really are?

I know I can’t control everything. But as a mom, these thoughts stay with me. They live in a quiet space inside my heart. Because no one else will ever love my child the way I do. No one else will notice the little things the way I do. And that… is what scares me the most.🥺

Closure is mine

 You chose to let me go,

Ignoring my needs, disregarding my soul.

Your actions spoke louder than words,

Leaving me no choice but to distance and heal.

Don't come crawling back,

With regretful tears and sorrowful sighs.

You can't miss what you didn't value,

What you carelessly discarded, like a fading light.

You're not entitled to my presence,

After tearing our connection, leaving only silence.

You can't long for what you broke,

What you shattered, leaving my heart to ache.

Your choices had consequences,

Leaving me no option but to move on.

I won't be your convenience,

Your emotional crutch, your safety net gone.

Respect my boundaries,

Let me heal without your guilt.

You had your chance,

But chose to let me go, into the night.

I'm moving forward,

Leaving the past, where you'll remain.

Memories fade,

And I won't look back.

I've found my strength,

My voice, my way.

You're just a memory,

Fading away.

Closure is mine,

This is goodbye.

A chapter closed,

A new life to apply.

Life is hard

 Life is already hard, and i dont want

to be around with people who make

It even harder.

I need people people who feel

Like home, who bring comfort,

calm and a sense of peace✌️😊.

My mom

 One day your mom won't call you anymore. One day you will wish she had lived more days to enjoy your time with her. One day she'll stop telling you to stop joking. One day he will stop giving you the advice he thinks is right for you. One day you will find the house empty where she always waited for you with a cup of hot coffee upon arrival. One day their voice will no longer be heard. One day, only memories will remain. Time flies and waits for nothing or anyone. And that day you will feel a void so big that nothing and no one can fill!

I moved on

 I moved on.

I don’t sleep on just one side of the bed anymore.

I don’t flinch when your favorite song plays.

I stopped checking my phone,

stopped wondering if I should’ve said more.

I smile again.

Laugh, even.

There are people who make me feel seen,

who listen when I talk about everything...

except you.

You’re a name I keep in the quiet.

A ghost I no longer chase,

but still let stay.

Because some loves don’t end.

They just stop happening.

And we learn to live without them.

I didn’t wait for you.

But when I drive past that spot,

where you once told me you loved me

I still look.

Not because I think you’ll be there.

But because for a moment,

we were.

And maybe that’s enough.

Find someone who’s real with you

Find someone who’s real with you. Who tells you what’s on their mind. Who let’s you know the truth. And how they feel about things. Don’t just find a lover.

Find a friend. A mentor. A partner. Someone who respects life. Who is a student of love and patience. Who is guided by morals and reasoning. Don’t just find someone to love. But someone to grow with. To learn from. To share real experiences with.

Find someone who’s real with you. Who’s willing to understand. Who’s willing to be wrong when wrong. And right when right. Don’t just find anyone, my love.

Find that person who speaks to your soul. Who really touches your heart. Profoundly. Deeply. Find that person. And hold on. Love them. Always. In all ways. 

And never let them go.

Don't settle for less

"Don't lose yourself trying to hold onto someone who is okay with losing you."

Don't force someone to make time for you, don't beg for attention, love, assurance, or consistency.

If they want to give you these things, they will.

You deserve a love that is slow, unhurried, certain, stable, and consistent.

You deserve someone who is sure about you.

Don't settle for less.

One day, you will meet someone who will go the extra mile just to see you smile.

Someone who will remind you how precious you are and take care of you.

Someone who will understand your feelings as well as your silence.

Someone who will put you above their pride, who would rather lose an argument than lose you.

Someone who will always be grateful for your existence, who may get tired but will never leave.

Someone who will see your flaws and still love you.

Remember, real love can wait...🫶🏻

My silence means I am tired of fighting

 My silence means I am tired of fighting and now there is nothing left to fight for. My silence means I am tired of explaining my feelings to you, but now I don't have the energy to explain them anymore. My silence means I have adapted to the changes in my life and I don't want to complain. My silence means I am on a self healing process and I am trying to forget everything I ever wanted from you. My silence means I am just trying to move on gracefully with all my dignity.

With you, I am not empty

 “Have you ever experience that feeling when you are so excited to be with somebodyʼs arms after a long tiring day ?

When youʼve been battling the day and exhaustion caught you offguard, but you know that there's one thing that can ease off everything. Because above all else, only love could lit the fire beneath you.

My steps becoming fast. I watch the clock struck a minute. I hold my bag tight. And when I finally see you, all the things get blurry and there I am, can't wait to be embraced.

My battery is a little low and I need you to fill me in. Because with you, I am safe and cared. You are the rest I crave for. You are the best recharge I could ever ask for.

With you, I am not empty.”

I like to be happy

 I'll remove myself before I allow anger to consume me again. I like to love. I like to laugh. I like to be happy. So if I gotta distance myself to keep things that way, I WILL.

Choose someone who communicates, not someone who disappears

 A healthy relationship isn’t about never arguing.

It’s about feeling safe even when you do.

It’s about knowing that your person won’t walk away just because you had a bad day.

It’s about saying,

"I’m upset, but I still love you. Let’s figure this out."

Choose someone who communicates, not someone who disappears when things get tough.

Because love isn’t tested when everything is good.

It’s tested when things get hard—and you both choose to stay and work through it.

Nobody knows

 Nobody knows how much I suffered this year.

I almost gave up and almost lost myself because I was hurting a lot. Nobody really knows how many times I pulled myself together just to survive this year, I am so proud of myself for being here. I’ve learned that I am a strong person. I also learned to forgive myself for letting myself settle for less than what I truly deserved. This may be the most painful year for me .

Choose peace. Choose wisely

Choosing who you date and marry is one of the most important decisions of your life. It’s not just about looks, money, or status. It’s about peace, love, respect, and understanding. A peaceful home is a blessing, but a home full of stress, shouting, and pain feels like a prison.

Many people rush into relationships based on emotions or pressure. But later, they find themselves stuck with someone who doesn’t bring peace. Arguments become normal. Silent treatments feel like punishment. Love fades, and daily life becomes heavy.

This is why you must be wise. Date someone who brings calm, not chaos. Marry someone who listens to you, supports you, and respects your dreams. Peace at home is more valuable than anything outside. You can have a big house, a nice car, and lots of money, but if you’re not happy inside your own home, none of it matters.

Take your time. Know the person. See how they handle stress, failure, and anger. Notice how they treat others when no one is watching. Don’t ignore red flags just because you’re afraid to be alone.

Remember, love should not feel like a battlefield. A home should be a safe place, not a war zone. Choose peace. Choose wisely.

The role I play in other's mind

 The way people view you.

Sometimes I think about the different characters I play in everybody’s story.

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I’m a terrible person in some people's narratives and a Godsend in others. 

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And none of it has anything to do with the person I truly am. 

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The lens that others view you through is coloured by their upbringing, beliefs, and individual experiences.

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Some people see your bright personality as endearing and others see it as annoying.

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Some people think you’re weak and emotional and others feel safe to be themselves around you.

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Some people think you’re rude and selfish and others respect the way you stand up for yourself.

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Some people admire the way you take pride in the way you look and others think you’re conceited.

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And none of it has to do with who you truly are as a person. 

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What you have to understand is that you have no authority over how people view you so never try to control the way others see you because the only thing that truly matters when the dust settles down at the end of the day is what you genuinely see in yourself. 

♥️

Love doesn't arrive when you want it

 If you’re scared you’ll never find love, take a breath.

Sometimes, love doesn’t arrive when you want it. It shows up when you're finally ready. Not ready in looks or achievements, but ready in heart, ready to give, ready to grow, ready to understand. Stop chasing love that doesn’t see your worth. Stop doubting yourself just because you're still waiting. Love has its own way of finding people who carry kindness, patience, and depth in their soul. And if that’s you,  trust me, it will find you too. The kind of love you give is the kind you’ll receive. Maybe not today, but one day, in the most unexpected, magical way.

You only need yourself

 "No one but you knows what you're trying to deal with, what you've conquered, what you haven't, who you want to be with, what burdens you, what you feel, what you're afraid to feel, your innermost self. So always walk tall, you only need yourself."

I choose to live in a hurtful truth than in a love glasses lie

It’s not easy. 

Taking the decision of leaving someone you still love 

Your heart is broken 

But you know that this person isn’t good for you 

They never loved you 

The concept of love is different 

For them love is control, manipulation , gaslighting and guilt trapping 

For you love is kindness, seeing the best in others, empathy 

And you try to forgive believing their promises  which they keep breaking at every opportunity 

Making you doubt yourself 

Making you feel so worthless and disposable 

It’s not easy to leave 

I will miss the person i thought you were

I won’t forget the memories 

But won’t forgive your actions 

I choose to live in a hurtful truth than in a love glasses lie. 

Some battles aren’t worth fighting

 There are times when disrespect makes me want to respond in kind, to throw back the same energy I receive. But when I pause and really look at the person—the way they carry themselves, the weight they bear, the bitterness in their words—I realize there’s no need. 

Life is already teaching them lessons I don’t have to. Their struggles, their frustrations, and the way the world treats them say more than I ever could.

Some battles aren’t worth fighting. Silence isn’t weakness; sometimes, it’s the loudest response. Walking away doesn’t mean letting them win—it means choosing not to be pulled into the same negativity that shaped them. And in that moment, there’s a quiet victory in knowing that while they’re stuck in a cycle of resentment, you’re free from it.

Protect your peace ✌️

 Sometimes, you just have to tell people straight up:

"LOOK, I love you & I’ll probably love you forever, but I’m no longer interested in the level of life you have to offer me. And because of that, I have to let you go."

It’s not about hate, anger, or bitterness—it’s about growth. I’m not even asking you to change. I just need you to understand that you can keep living how you wanna live, doing what you wanna do—just not with me.

I refuse to lower my vibration, sacrifice my peace, or settle for less just to make someone comfortable in my life. Growth requires separation. And that’s okay.

Sometimes, you gotta love people from a distance—not out of resentment, but out of self-respect. Protect your peace. Let whoever think whatever. 🤝🏾✨

The super mind

Whenever you find yourself starting to miss someone you really loved… But someone who didn’t appreciate you.

Someone who didn’t care about how you felt. Someone who you loved, but someone who just treated you like an option.

Stop just for a brief moment, and remember…

Remember the disrespect.

Remember all the times when your feelings didn’t matter and went invalidated.

Remember how your worth was completely disregarded.

Remember when your boundaries were ignored time and time again.

Remember the things they did to break your trust over and over again.

Remember all the times you asked them to treat you like they loved you, but they still refused.

Remember how it made you feel.

Remember just how much it hurt.

Remember how disappointed you felt.

Remember how betrayed you felt.

Because this was real.

This was someone’s version of love for you.

It’s normal to miss someone that you once loved; but it’s so important to remember all of the reasons why the relationship didn’t work, instead of just remembering the good times and the happy memories.

Respect yourself by remembering how you felt, because in doing so you’re honouring yourself and validating your emotions.

Use these memories to reassess and reaffirm your boundaries, values, and what’s important to you in a relationship.

Remember that you deserve to be treated with respect.

You deserve to be treated with kindness. 

You deserve to be heard with empathy and understanding. 

You deserve to have your feelings and needs cared about.

And you deserve to feel emotionally safe because you trust the person you love to look after your heart and do the right thing by you.

Because when you’re in a relationship, these things are not optional extras.

They are non-negotiable basic foundations.

Don’t allow someone to treat you less than you deserve.

And don’t settle for a love, that’s less than you deserve…

I am stuck

 I’ve been stuck in this place for such a long time, I’ve almost forgotten what it feels like not to be here.

It’s the strangest combination of sadness, pain,anger and longing.

The battle between my heart and head has been waging a fierce battle and the only loser is me.

I know that I should stop looking back, stop thinking about what has been and start hoping for the future.

Only I can’t.

My heart won’t let me.

Every time I think I’m finally moving past all the things that have been holding me back. something draws me back in-

A feeling, a memory, a text or the person who still holds my heart in the palms of their hands.

And most of the time, I feel powerless to do anything about it.

So, I sit here in the dark wishing things were different:

That those things never happened, that the pain and regret didn’t live so largely in my mind…

And I can’t stop my thoughts and feelings from cascading through my head endlessly.

Hurting, wishing, trying, hoping, believing.

So, as I watch the minutes pass by in the still of the night, I am a prisoner to the hardest battle I’ve ever faced:

And while I’m not losing, I’m not winning either.

I’m just stuck.

Holding on.

Trying to let go.

And not able to do either.

As I close my eyes, a solitary tear rolls down my cheek,

Holding within it all the hopes, dreams and desires that hold me hostage.

Maybe tomorrow, with the dawn of a new day, I’ll find some peace.

Until then, I’ll just stay here and think, feel and dream.

One day at a time.

That’s all I can do for now.

That will have to be enough.

Until I can do more.

Sunflower 🌻 🌞

Did you know that... In the language of flowers sunflower🌻 means: "I admire you". Yellow means "You are my sunshine." "I only have eyes for you, and like the sunflower, I will always turn towards you" and orange is loyalty in love along with admiration. Of course it has many meanings but this is one of the most beautiful 💛 🌻 💛

Time doesn’t heal

Time does not heal all wounds,

It simply teaches you,

To live with the echoes,

Of what you once were.

We should not settle for less

And my last act of love was leaving you alone so you could go do the things that hurt me, but without me. this statement is a heart-wrenching expression of the pain and sacrifice that can come with loving someone, and it's a poignant reminder that sometimes, the hardest and most loving thing we can do is let go, and that the truest form of love is often the one that requires the most selflessness and sacrifice, and can be a powerful catalyst for growth, healing, and transformation.

leaving someone we love can be one of the most difficult decisions we ever make, as it requires a deep understanding of our own worth and a recognition that we deserve to be happy and fulfilled, and that sometimes, the most loving thing we can do is to prioritize our own needs and well-being, and to take care of ourselves, even if that means letting go of someone we love, and finding the strength to move on and start anew, and to discover a sense of purpose and meaning that is not defined by the relationship.

by leaving, we're not only taking care of ourselves, but we're also giving the other person the space and freedom to make their own choices and decisions, and to grow and learn from their own experiences, and it's a powerful act of self-love and self-care that can be incredibly liberating and empowering, and can ultimately lead to a deeper sense of happiness and fulfillment, and a more profound understanding of ourselves and our place in the world.

it's also important to remember that leaving someone we love doesn't mean we've failed or that we're not worthy of love, but rather that we're recognizing our own worth and taking steps to protect ourselves, and that we deserve to be treated with love, respect, and kindness, and that we should never settle for anything less.

Everything and everyone is temporary in this life

One day I cried so much for a person, so much that I felt that my happiness depended on that person. Over time, I understood that everything in life is temporary; since then, I swore that my dignity and self-love, would never be intervened by a person.

Stop abandoning yourself

“You are not lost. You are here. Stop abandoning yourself. Stop repeating this myth about love and success that will land in your lap or evade you forever. Build a humble, flawed life from the rubble, and cherish that. There is nothing more glorious on the face of the earth than someone who refuses to give up, who refuses to give in to their most self-hating, discouraged, disillusioned self, and instead learns, slowly and painfully, how to relish the feeling of building a hut in middle of the suffocating dust.”

It hurts and I have to accept that people change

I fell in love with a version of you that only existed at the start of the story,

when everything was new, and exciting, and full of possibility.

your smile was brighter, your laugh was louder, and your eyes sparkled with a fire that seemed to burn just for me.

but as the story unfolded, and the pages turned, i began to realize that the version of you i fell in love with was just a character, a persona, a mask that you wore to hide your true self.

and as the real you began to emerge, i was left feeling confused, and disappointed, and heartbroken, because the version of you i loved was gone, and in its place was someone new, someone different, someone i didn't know.

but even though it hurts, i have to accept that people change, and grow, and evolve, and that the version of you i fell in love with was just a moment in time, a snapshot of who you were, and who you are, and who you will become.

Don't lower yourself

 Sometimes I want to give back the same disrespect people give me but then I look at their lifestyle and see how life treats them; and then I realized I don't need to lower myself to their level.

Fill our soul

 Sometimes life teaches us that the most precious things are precisely those that are priceless. 💖

It is the smell of coffee in the morning, the delicate sound of rain hitting the windows, or the glow of a sunset that for a moment seems to stop time.

The simplest things hold a silent strength.

They remind us that, in the midst of chaos, what really matters is not what we possess, but what we can feel.

There is a kind of magic in simplicity.

It is in a laugh for no reason, in a flower that blooms between the cracks of the asphalt, in the tight embrace of someone we love.

It is these details that make us understand that, after all, it doesn't take much to feel truly complete.

Life goes by quickly, but true beauty lies in learning to slow down to look at what has always been in front of us, but that we too often forget to appreciate.

In the end, it will not be the great successes that define our history, but the small gestures – those that perhaps no one notices – and that, in silence, fill our soul. 

No more....

 “Believe me.. I’m never the one who leaves” 

And I believed him

But just like every other lie

Just like every unjustified broken promise 

He left. 

Now it’s my job to batch up my wounds and fix  what he broke in me. 

No more lies. 

No more fantasies 

No more fears. 

Thank you for not giving up

 At some point we have all suffered in silence. We've all braved the storms on our own. No one will know the extent of pain and suffering in our stories, but we kept going despite it. We are all heroes in our own right. Thank you for walking through your darkness to be a light for others. Thank you for not giving up ♥️

Its exhaustion

 One day, I hope you realize that a woman who stays, even when she has every reason to leave, isn’t just offering love—she’s giving you her unwavering devotion. 

She chooses to believe in the good she sees in you, in the person you could become, rather than the pain you’ve caused. She silences her own doubts, forgives what should’ve been unforgivable, and holds on, hoping you’ll finally understand how much she’s endured for you. That kind of loyalty isn’t easy; it’s a sacrifice. And yet, so often, it’s met with mockery—called dramatic, needy, or crazy, as if her feelings were something to roll your eyes at instead of something to cherish.

But before you dismiss her again, ask yourself: What has she ever asked for, really? To be heard, to be valued, to not feel like she’s begging for the bare minimum. She never wanted to fix you—she only wanted you to care enough to fix yourself. 

And if one day she finally stops trying, don’t mistake her silence for pettiness or revenge. It’s exhaustion. It’s the moment she realizes she deserved more than waiting for someone who never planned to change.

Don't make yourself small

 “Don't make yourself small.

Not for anyone.

If someone tells you 

you're too much...

too loud, too sensitive, 

too fierce, too caring, 

too intellectual, too optimistic, 

too realistic, too logical, too emotional...

just smile and move on, my friend.

Clearly, they aren't enough for you.” 

Give yourself the chance

 Give yourself the chance to meet another guy.

Don’t go back to someone who had you, was LUCKY to have you, and still didn’t value you.

You deserve better than that.

Never despise those who are weaker than you

One day, in the middle of autumn, a strong wind blew through the forest. Clouds covered the sky, and the leaves danced in a wild whirlwind. In the midst of this storm, a crow flying over the fields collided with the branch of an old tree. With a muffled croak, it fell to the ground—one of its wings hanging limply.

The crow tried to rise, to spread its feathers, but a sharp pain shot through its body. It realized it couldn't do it alone. So it raised its gaze to the sky, where the birds were circling, and cawed hopefully:

— Help... I can't fly...

A magpie was flying by—it saw the crow and just snorted:

— You were always proud, you flew high and laughed at us. Now ask for help yourself.

Behind her flew a blackbird, a goldfinch, and even a jay—all looking away, casting brief glances filled either with contempt or indifference.

The crow lowered its head. Alone, hungry, and wounded, it began to lose faith.

But then, from some nearby bush, a thin, delicate voice was heard:

"I'll help you, if you don't fear my small strength."

It was a sparrow. Small, inconspicuous, gray. It hopped beside him, carrying a crumb of dry bread in its beak. Then it brought a drop of water, a shelter of dry leaves, and made a nest by the roots of the tree.

"Why are you doing this?" the crow asked weakly.

"Because you're alive. And because, if I had fallen, I too would like someone not to pass by."

Days passed. At first, the crow couldn't even move, but the sparrow didn't abandon it. She shared crumbs with him, told him about life in the forest, and warmed him on cold nights. And when the crow was able to spread his wing again, his first thought was not of himself, but of the little friend who had become more than anyone to him.

Spring came quickly. The forest was filled with light and sounds. But one day, as the sparrow was gathering seeds from the clearing, a hawk shot out of the bushes. It all happened in an instant—the sparrow didn't even have time to chirp.

But suddenly, a black silhouette swooped down from the sky. The crow, strong and majestic, swooped down, spreading its wings so hard that the air whistled. It crashed into the hawk and swept it away.

"You saved me..." the sparrow whispered.

"No, it was you who saved me first," the crow replied. — And now I know that kindness isn't measured by the size of a wing. And the heart… can be enormous even in the smallest chest.

🔴The moral:

Never despise those who are weaker than you. Sometimes, it's those you considered insignificant who become your support. And kindness given without expecting anything in return always comes back—when you least expect it, but need it most.

We all make mistakes

 We all make mistakes.

It’s one of the many things that make us human—

Flawed, learning, growing, stumbling, and still trying.

But sometimes, we forget that.

We hold people to impossible standards,

expecting perfection from hearts that are still healing too.

Yes, people mess up.

They say things they don’t mean,

they fall short,

they hurt others—sometimes even the ones they love most.

But one bad moment should never erase a thousand good ones.

One misstep doesn’t define someone’s entire journey.

Just like one storm doesn’t cancel out all the sunshine that came before it.

So when someone stumbles,

don’t be so quick to write them off.

Pause.

Breathe.

Remember the times they showed up for you,

when they loved you right,

when they held your hand through your own storms.

Give grace.

Not because you’re weak—

but because one day, you’ll need grace too.

Choose to see the full picture—

not just the moment they fell,

but also all the times they stood tall and strong for you.

Choose understanding over judgment.

Choose love over resentment.

Because it’s easy to walk away.

What takes strength—what takes heart—

is staying and choosing to see the good.

Even when it’s hidden under a shadow.

Because sometimes,

all someone needs

is a little patience

to find their light again.

Focus on your dreams

 Block him, it doesn’t matter what he’s doing anymore. Stop checking his social media, stop re-reading those old messages — they’re just echoes of a love that didn’t honor you. He’s already shown you where he stands, and that’s not beside you. So why keep giving your energy to someone who couldn’t appreciate your worth?

Your life is yours now. Focus on your goals. Chase your dreams. Fall back in love with you. Don’t let a failed relationship become a mental prison. Set yourself free. You deserve peace, joy, and a love that values, respects, and chooses you — every single day. ❤️

Focus on people who love you

 I am at the point of my life that I do not expect too much from people anymore. If you want to get out of my life, I will not stop you. If unfriending me makes you happy, go ahead.

If the efforts I make do not get reciprocated, that’s fine. If you can’t equate my love for you, I will respect that. If you do not like me, I can accept that.

It takes maturity to reach this point. It takes self-love to be on this level. It is just that it is too tiring to please people. It is so f*cked up to beg for people to be a part of your life. It is pointless to force someone to be on the same page with you.

I am at the point of my life that if you stay, you’re mine, and if you are not, then I let go. It is too tiring to keep on forcing things to happen. It is too painful to see your efforts getting unnoticed. It is not worth it to beg for someone just to let them see how much you love them. It is not worth chasing people because you deserve better.

It is too unnecessary to force friendships. It is too tiring to make reconciliation for people who do not deserve it. Do not regret anything, most especially if you made efforts to make it work in the past.

Focus on your life. Focus on people who love you. Embrace change. After all, that is the only thing constant in this world.” 

All have different experiences

"I accept your opinion. I appreciate your feelings. If you judge me, I see it as a reflection of your own perspective.  We all have different experiences and beliefs, and that's what makes life interesting."

Love yourself

 Ladies please remember to fill your own cup. You want flowers; go buy you some, you want a date; go enjoy a meal, you want a new bag, go cop it!

We have to stop relying on men to make us happy, happiness begins within. Love on yourself, the feeling is so rewarding. 🌸

A mother is the heart of love and life itself

 The way you treat your mother is the way life will treat you.

A mother is the heart of love and life itself. She embodies unconditional love—a love like no other. Do not judge her. Have you ever taken the time to sit with her, to truly listen to her stories, to understand the life she lived before you came along?

Perhaps she never told you about the struggles she endured, the silent battles she fought, or the scars she carries—scars that reopen every time memories resurface. She may have faced a painful childhood, a difficult youth, moments of loneliness, mistreatment, and hardship. Yet, she chose to keep her pain hidden, not wanting to burden you, not wanting you to see the shadows of her past.

Out of love, she remained silent. Maybe silence became her refuge, her way of protecting herself from reliving the suffering.

Honor her. Treasure her. Treat her with kindness, for she is a gift beyond measure. In doing so, you will invite blessings, peace, joy, stability, and a long, fulfilling life.

And remember, how you treat your mother will reflect in the way others treat you. The love and respect you show will shape the way the world responds to you.

There is only one mother. If you fail to cherish her now, regret may follow you in the years to come. And when sleepless nights come, it won’t be her presence keeping you awake—it will be the weight of your own neglect, the echoes of words unspoken, and the pain of missed chances that refuse to let you rest.