Rania Naim

I’m slowly learning that even the things I regret taught me something valuable, every mistake was a lesson, every bad decision taught me something about myself or about others and every wrong choice was exactly what I needed to learn how to make the right one.

This is me accepting that this is where it all ends.

Every heartbreak is another reminder that you’re the one that got away. 

I’ve learned that if I can’t help you heal, I have to let you go. 

There’s a way to change the things that you have control over. There’s a road to new beginnings and new chapters and new doorways. 

There’s a difference between someone who loves the idea of you and someone who’s in love with you.

Self-love makes you a fast learner. You don’t stay in a toxic situation for a long time. You end things that are not working for you or not serving you well. You walk away from those who don’t know how to value or respect you. You don’t keep hurting yourself repeatedly by making the same mistakes. Self-love allows you to put a barrier between you and those who hurt you. Self-love doesn’t make you heartless but it makes you indifferent towards those who hurt you. It makes you put your mental and emotional well-being first.

Forgive yourself for allowing people to stay in your life longer than they needed to.

I’m sorry for not loving you enough. I’m sorry for always putting you through hell expecting you to be happy and calm.

It’s that time of the year again. The time where everything comes crashing down one after the other. The time where everything changes so rapidly and you can’t keep up.

I hope you don’t become another one of them. Another story of how I fooled myself, a reminder of my bad decisions another name to add to the list of people I don’t want to see again.

I thought love looked a lot like this; you meet someone who comes from a totally different world and you try to make it work. Even though their world drives you crazy.

There’s no room in my heart for any more confusion. I don’t know how to deal with confusing behavior anymore.

There’s tremendous strength in surrendering to God and the plans he has for you. There’s strength in believing that everything can crumble and it will still generate something beautiful, something meaningful, something that will change your life.

Maybe this time we could try to remember the things that made us fall in love with each other in the first place.

Today I want to thank you. For supporting my dreams when you couldn’t understand them. For being there for me when I constantly pushed you away. For accepting me just the way I am.

Girls who come from broken homes were taught that love is meaningless, that love hurts and that they’re better off on their own.

It’s never a good idea to lean on them when times get rough because you know that they have a habit of disappointing you when you need them the most and you know they have a habit of causing you more pain.